Chapter 825: The world of those who have been tortured will one day see peace again
A suffocating feeling, familiar to all adults, passed through Xu Wenxiu's heart. She swallowed hard and said in disbelief, "Your father also...dresses like this?"
Not to mention others, even she, as his mother, couldn't imagine what it would look like to see Xu Yu dressed like this.
Sang Zhixia bit her lower lip hard to hold back her laughter.
But Yuanbao was such a jerk that he didn't hold back at all and immediately said crisply, "That's right."
"My daddy is wearing a skirt now because my sister said mommy's skirt is pretty and she cried and insisted that daddy wear it!"
Xu Wenxiu's expression was completely blank, and there were intermittent gasps from people all around.
Xu Yanran struggled, as if trying to save some face for her brother, whose dignity had collapsed, in front of everyone. She desperately tried to defend herself, "Wearing a skirt is actually nothing... well... well."
"Myeongyang and Yeonwoo also wore it out of necessity when they were in Namyun."
Everyone's astonished gaze quickly shifted to Xu Yanran. Xu Yanran, with an expression that looked more desperate than crying, said tentatively, "I heard she was wearing a pink skirt."
"It's...it's also very beautiful."
Second Aunt Xu hadn't expected that this turmoil would affect her youngest son, and she exchanged glances with Madam Xie, who was equally surprised.
Sang Zhixia couldn't help herself and said with a smile while shaking her shoulders: "Son, please give your father some face."
Xu Yu could never have imagined that the details of the game he had to play with his own children after he had clearly dismissed everyone and closed the doors and windows to block out all sight would be made public.
If Nuonuo and Yuanbao continue to reveal the secret, Xu Yu's pitiful face will be completely gone.
And Xu Yanran’s starting point was indeed good.
But in this case, it is best not to set off.
Sang Zhixia couldn't help laughing out loud: "As for Mingyang and Yanyou wearing skirts..."
"It's an emergency, so they didn't do it willingly. It's not surprising."
Except for Sang Zhixia, no one present had ever seen such a horrifying scene.
Even Xu Yanran heard about it from Tian Ying'er after arriving in Nanyun.
When Sang Zhixia said this, even Old Lady Nan stopped reading the Buddhist scriptures and looked over with curiosity: "Girl, are those two guys Mingyang and Yanyou really wearing skirts?"
"What does it look like to dress up like? Is it really pretty?"
Second Aunt Xu was so exhausted from trying to hold back her laughter that she had a headache. Seeing that Sang Zhixia seemed unable to bear to speak, she quickly called out to Tian Ying'er, "Hey, Ying'er, didn't you see it too?"
"Tell me quickly, does my Mingyang look like a girl in a skirt? I just want a daughter."
Tian Ying'er was a person who never shied away from trouble. Besides, she had nothing to do, so she sat down on the blanket on the ground without caring about her image and vividly recounted the details of her time in Nanyun.
When they learned that Sang Yanyou and Xu Mingyang had written and performed the play and had become a pair of star-crossed lovers, Sang Yanyou ran briskly with her skirt in hand, and everyone, young and old, couldn't help laughing.
Sang Zhixia's tense shoulders slumped silently amid the laughter of the crowd. Seeing this, the old lady waved and whispered, "Girl, come and rest next to me for a while."
The old lady was very old, and the bench she sat on was padded with a thick layer of cushions.
The old lady pulled a few soft pillows over and placed them behind Sang Zhixia's waist. She motioned for her to sit down before saying, "It's not a big deal. Don't be so nervous."
Sang Zhixia smiled while sinking into the soft cushion, the suppressed fatigue gradually showing between her eyebrows.
The old lady patted the back of her hand and said slowly: "I have seen too many ups and downs in my life, and I have also experienced many ups and downs."
“In fact, when I reach my twilight years and occasionally look back on many things from my youth, I suddenly realize that they were actually insignificant little things.”
"In this world, everything except life and death is trivial. But if you are faced with a life-and-death situation, there are different decisions to make."
We are born with only one life. We may live a comfortable life in a wealthy family, or we may toil in the fields.
But no matter what, death means the light goes out and the breath dissipates, the past becomes smoke and dust, and the future is cut off by time.
However, life and death also have different definitions.
The old lady looked at Sang Zhixia gently and said softly, "Your Highness's action today has laid the iron foundation for a prosperous country and the happiness of the people. With today's success, the country will be safely handed over to the young prince. The people can live in peace and the country will be unshakable."
"Only saplings that grow on flesh and blood have a chance of reaching the sky, because flesh and blood turn into rot in the earth. Without the nourishment of fertile soil, great wishes will be difficult to achieve."
Today's cruelty is necessary.
Sacrifice for this is also indispensable.
Kingdoms change and dynasties come and go, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the emperor and his ministers, who yearn to create eternal peace for the people.
Sang Zhixia took a slow breath, and the old lady said softly, "So even if something unexpected happens, even if there's a possibility of death, since it's the fertile soil that nourishes us, no one will complain."
Compared with the people who were forced to flee their homes due to the war, they are already living a good life.
Live a life of comfort and wealth, and have no regrets even in death.
Besides, it's not that time yet.
The old lady touched Sang Zhixia's head as if to comfort a child, chuckled and said, "You are too tense."
"With so many of us here, it's true that all safety and security arrangements depend on you, but with so many of us here, we can't rely on you alone for everything."
"If you're tired, just close your eyes and rest next to me. We'll talk after you wake up."
Since arriving at the villa, although the others were feeling uneasy, they had rested well.
Only Sang Zhixia was worried and never felt relieved.
He was worried about the people outside, had to deal with other people's affairs, and had to pay attention to everyone's emotions at all times.
But in the eyes of the old lady, she was just a child.
Sang Zhixia rubbed her face and was about to say no, but Xu Wenxiu sighed and said, "Xia Xia, just lean back and rest for a while."
"You probably won't be able to sleep even if you go back to your room, so why don't you just rest here?"
Realizing that Sang Zhixia wanted to reject her, Xu Wenxiu said with a straight face: "I am your mother-in-law."
"Don't you listen to what your mother-in-law said?"
"Sister-in-law, why are you so mean to her?"
Second Aunt Xu interrupted and said, "Xia Xia, the old lady and your mother-in-law are right. You have to keep your energy and spirit full, otherwise you will be exhausted first."
"You're also a martial artist. If someone breaks in, I'm counting on you to help me escape. You can't be so weak!"
Mrs. Nan laughed when she heard this: "That's true."
"There aren't many of us who can fight here. Every one of them is a treasure and we can't let them suffer any injustice."
The atmosphere became relaxed and jokes were heard from all sides. Sang Zhixia took the blanket that Mrs. Xie had covered herself with, feeling both amused and helpless.
The old lady patted Sang Zhixia on the body as if she was trying to coax Nuonuo and Yuanbao, and said with a smile, "There are so many people trying to coax you, you can't sleep. Close your eyes."
Sang Zhixia suppressed her laughter and closed her eyes obediently. She didn't want to sleep at first, but the voices she heard gradually became faint and unclear, and she didn't know when she fell asleep.
This is the first time that Sang Zhixia has really slept soundly since arriving at the villa.
Xu Wenxiu subconsciously lowered her voice.
The old lady waved her hand and said, "Do whatever you need to do and say as usual. If these sounds were gone, the child would wake up immediately."
My heart is always hanging in the balance, how can I really sleep peacefully?
Only by hearing these sounds could Sang Zhixia barely sleep for a while.
The others couldn't help but sigh softly upon hearing this.
The old lady looked at Sang Zhixia with a loving look on her face, and smiled teasingly.
"Speaking of which, it's a blessing for an old man like me. This person is a very important person in the future, and I was able to coax him today."
Based on Xu Yu's military achievements and Sang Zhixia's character, as well as the old prince's appreciation and the young prince's trust, they are all blessed people who will have great fortune in the future.
With the support of these two people, the Nan family's ship, which was forced to sink, will not make any mistakes in the future.
Xu Wenxiu laughed and said, "She's just a child in front of you. No matter how you want to mess with her, she's always well behaved. How can she deserve such praise?"
The old lady smiled and said that was not the case. Then she looked at the half-grown children in the room and a silent comfort appeared in her eyes.
"It will be fine."
"Everything will be fine..."
Even if the war outside continues, this ravaged world will eventually see peace again.
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