Chapter 490 This family can’t do without him
Wei Shijun didn't know when Lin Lanting left.
It's not fatal, but it's not a minor injury either.
She only remembered that they held each other's hands and fell asleep while talking. When she woke up, there was only a maid in the room who was watching over the outer room.
She knew he was busy.
It was not easy for him to personally send her back when she was injured, wait for the military doctor to treat her injuries, express his feelings to her, and say those words before leaving.
The body is injured, but the heart is healed.
My hand unconsciously touched my lips, where there seemed to be a lingering warmth that belonged to him. He said, "We are together in life and death."
The corners of Wei Shijun's lips slowly rose.
"Little Jun-jun."
Lin Guozhang's voice came from outside the door, "Can I come in?"
Wei Shijun signaled the maid to open the door.
She heard what Lin Lanting had just said to Lin Guozhang, and thought that Lin Guozhang was here to bring her food.
Sure enough, Lin Guozhang came to the bed with a food box. "I guessed you would be awake by now, so I personally cooked some ginseng pigeon soup for you to nourish yourself."
father?
Wei Shijun was stunned for a moment.
After knowing that she was coming to the battlefield to find Lin Lanting, Lin Guozhang moved into the Prince's Mansion with his luggage, and tried every means to get her to the battlefield.
Wei Shijun learned from Lin Qianning that even if she didn't bring Lin Guozhang, he would come anyway. Wei Shijun thought that if they all came together, they would have someone to take care of them on the way, so she agreed.
Unexpectedly, the way Lin Guozhang addressed her changed from "Miss Wei" on the first day to "Shijun" on the second day, and later to "Xiaojunjun".
Now you call yourself dad again?
Lin Guozhang knew what she was thinking and squatted down at the head of her bed to talk to her, "Look, you and Lanting are already engaged. If it weren't for the war, you might have already gotten married, right?
Now that we're married, Lanting's father is your father, and we're as close as father and daughter. I think if you keep calling me Uncle Lin, it won't show how close our relationship is.
So, from now on, I am your father...wait, no, father-in-law is also a father, hey, I am your father to begin with."
Lin Guozhang rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, I've been confused. After all, you will be my daughter-in-law and my daughter from now on.
We agreed when we came here that I would go wherever you go. My son is not as reliable as you."
He was tall, and even when he was squatting, his sight was higher than Wei Shijun who was lying on the bed. He tilted his head and said, "My daughter, Daddy will be counting on you from now on."
Seeing Wei Shijun was stunned and didn't respond, he looked a little hurt, "Little Junjun, you don't dislike your father, do you?"
When Mr. Lin said they were as close as father and daughter, it was not just lip service. Ever since they set out on this journey together, he really did treat Wei Shijun like his own daughter.
Wei Shijun hurriedly said, "Shijun doesn't dare. It's just that Shijun has had little contact with his father since he was a child."
It took me a while to adapt.
"That's good. If you don't mind, then it's settled. Remember, wherever you go, Daddy goes too."
He opened the clay pot, scooped a bowl of the stewed ginseng pigeon, including the meat and soup, and handed it to the maid, indicating that she should feed it to Wei Shijun.
Since Wei Shijun stopped using maids, she was used to doing everything by herself. She had not been served for many years. Besides, it was difficult for her to eat while lying down, so she wanted to get up.
Lin Guozhang said hurriedly, "Don't, Lanting entrusted the task of taking care of you to Dad. If Dad didn't take good care of you, you know that kid would not recognize his relatives."
Wei Shijun knew that he was exaggerating, but she didn't want to refuse his kindness, so she opened her mouth and let the maid feed her.
Being treated like this by the father and son of the Lin family, Wei Shijun felt that her life was complete.
Lin Guozhang had been in contact with Wei Shijun for a long time and had a general idea of Wei Shijun's personality. Although she looked free and easy on the outside, she was actually a person who kept her heart closed.
Knowing that she was uncomfortable here, she said that she was going to the wounded camp to help, and asked Wei Shijun to eat well, have a good rest, and come to see her after she was done.
His daughter-in-law is introverted and his son is made of wood, so he can only be more enthusiastic. Father-in-law Lin shook his head helplessly and sweetly. This family really can't do without him.
In the afternoon, he came over again with a food box, which was still ginseng pigeon soup. "Pigeons are the best for healing wounds, and let me tell you, this pigeon was sent by Lan Ting.
Dad guesses that he is worried that I can't take good care of you. This kid has always been full of ideas since he was young.
"Little Junjun, you have to take better care of him from now on and make him be more polite to me. I have to establish my authority as a father."
Wei Shijun bent her lips to listen to his chatter, and couldn't help asking, "Then what, what does Dad want to do?"
Lin Guozhang didn't miss her word "father" and grinned, "Of course it means to restore the father's authority that was missing before.
You don’t know, when there were only two of us at home, he made the decisions on everything. He became the father, and I was like his son, having to listen to him in everything.
Dad feels aggrieved just thinking about it. In order to get you to agree to marry him, did he even say that Dad was not mentally sound?
Look, that filial son would say this about his father. So, you have to help your father from now on. Your father's dignity is counting on you."
Wei Shijun also remembered this and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll help Dad from now on."
"Dad really loves you for real. They say a daughter is her father's little cotton-padded jacket..."
The words stopped abruptly, and Lin Guozhang's mood also became depressed. He said awkwardly, "Drink the soup, drink the soup quickly, Dad is going to check on the wounded camp."
He thought of Lin Wanzhi. He believed that he was good enough to her, but Lin Wanzhi was not his cotton-padded jacket. If she had not acted recklessly, how could Feng Zhao be fighting a war now?
He thought of Lin Qianning again. After Shi Yu left, she stayed alone in the imperial city. I heard that she was taken to the princess's mansion by Qing Wu. I wonder how she is doing now.
I've wasted so many years, and now I'm middle-aged and alone...
Thinking about it this way, Lin Guozhang felt that he was a failure as a father.
Wei Shijun guessed what he was thinking, but it wasn't Lin Guozhang's fault. Unable to bear with him feeling bad, she changed the subject and said, "Dad, was Lanting also so reserved when he was a child?
Please tell me more about his childhood. I will be able to help you deal with him and try to restore our family's status."
"Be careful about this. It's best to put him at the end of the list. When he was little, he was quite steady compared to other kids.
But children are just children after all. He was also very naughty when he was little. He was the kind of kid who looked well-behaved in public but would secretly get into mischief..."
When Lin Lanting returned, it was already late at night two days later.
He looked out and saw a bean-sized oil lamp burning at the head of the bed. Under the dim light, Wei Qingyan was lying on his side on the bed with his eyes closed.
Knowing that she would not sleep at night, she should be closing her eyes to rest. She was afraid of men approaching her at night.
Although the two of them understood each other's feelings, Lin Lanting didn't want to push her too far, so he tiptoed to leave, wanting to give her time to adapt.
But then I heard Wei Shijun say, "You're back? Are you hurt?"
The person asking the question has already opened his eyes.
Lin Lanting paused and turned around. "Well, I'll take a look at you. I'll leave now."
Wei Shijun shrugged her nose, smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, "Turn on the headlights, let me take a look at you."
Are you injured?
Lin Lanting hesitated for a moment, then stepped into the house and explained as he lit the lamp, "I'm not injured. It's the enemy's blood."
Wei Shijun breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you still in a hurry to go back?"
"The prince is back, and the Fang family father and son have surrendered. A truce just took place this afternoon. I can go back tomorrow morning."
Lin Lanting still stood there, speaking concisely about his recent situation.
"Then take off your armor, go wash up, and have a good rest."
Wei Shijun wanted to sit up, but Lin Lanting's feet moved subconsciously, and then he stopped after taking a step.
He always remembered how Xiao Zhian knocked on her carriage at night, making her tense and ready to go.
In fact, after learning that Lin Lanting was not injured, her body tensed uncontrollably like a stretched string after she had worried.
She took a deep breath and smiled at him, "Help me down. It's uncomfortable to lie down for a long time. I want to sit for a while."
This is the body's subconscious reaction over the years.
"Wait a minute." Lin Lanting turned around, took out many candles from the cupboard outside, lit them, and illuminated the entire room as bright as day.
He approached her, helped her up, propped her up with a soft pillow, and sat her down on the headboard. "If you can't sleep, wait for me. I'll come back after I wash up and talk to you."
He saw Wei Shijun's efforts, so he asked tentatively.
Thinking that this was the man who had promised to be with her through thick and thin, Wei Shijun allowed herself to gradually relax, "Okay."
The man washed up quickly and came back with the fresh scent of soapberries. Wei Shijun had slowly moved to the inside, giving up the space on the outside.
This doesn't make sense.
But both of them knew that the surrender of Fang's father and son did not mean the end of the war, but the beginning of Feng Zhao's counterattack.
The war will only become more intense in the future. Once Lin Lanting leaves tomorrow morning, they don’t know when they will see each other again. They just want to spend more time together.
The lights in the room were on all the time. At first, there was the sound of two people talking, and gradually the sound of even breathing could be heard.
Lin Lanting, who had not slept for two or three days, fell asleep while talking. Seeing him sleeping soundly, Wei Shijun couldn't help but hold his hand. She felt inexplicably at ease and fell asleep as well.
This was the first time she had slept at night since that incident.
Lin Lanting, who had fallen asleep earlier, held her hand back, and the corners of his lips slowly rose.
In the darkness outside the house, a figure stood there for a long time, looking at the lights in the house, his eyes full of envy.
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