"She and the two children are now in Yangliu Village, rest assured, they are all well." Before returning to The Capital, Madam Duan Mu gave Yang Mengchen the jade hairpin she had always worn in her hair bun, a gift from her husband: "Imperial Uncle and the two children are very close, he even personally carved Small Wooden Swords this morning, and sent them along with gifts to the children."
Lin Zheqi, who was extremely intelligent, instantly understood: "Thank you!" Thank you for saving my wife and children! Thank you for allowing a father to reunite with his sons!
"Once those rebels are removed, your family will be able to reunite, so you must take good care of yourself."
Yang Mengchen took out two bottles of medicine for Lin Zheqi, explaining their uses and precautions, earnestly admonishing him to pay attention to his safety.
Long Xuanmo remained silent, his eyes deep, his face bearing a faint concern.
After more than twenty years, he finally found his true relatives. One could only imagine Lin Zheqi’s emotions at this moment. He tucked the jade hairpin and the medicine bottles into his bosom, nodded heavily to Long Xuanmo and Yang Mengchen, and with Le Shui, he bid farewell and departed.
Just as he passed through the quiet corridor, he saw Grand Prince with Song Ming taking a walk in the garden. Lin Zheqi involuntarily stopped, staring deeply at the Grand Prince.
Le Shui naturally came to a halt as well.
Mo Lei was expressionless, and in his calm eyes, there was not a hint of disturbance concerning Lin Zheqi’s behavior.
"Song Ming, have all the items been sent over?" the Grand Prince asked.
"Yes, Prince, Gao Jun personally delivered them to Yangliu Village, by now he should be a hundred miles out of the city."
"Do you think Qing Yang and Qing Yun will like those things?"
"The two young masters will definitely like them."
"Collect any good things you come across in the future, and send them to Qing Yang and Qing Yun."
"Yes, the two young masters will be happy to know how much the Prince treasures them."
The Grand Prince’s face revealed a loving smile: "Qing Yang and Qing Yun are both smart and lovely, anyone who meets them would like them." Saying this, he sighed deeply.
"What’s the matter, Prince?"
"I don’t know if it’s because I’m getting old, but ever since returning to the Capital, this prince has been dreaming of the princess and Lin’er." The Grand Prince looked wistful, his voice low and pained: "If the princess and Lin’er were still here, Lin’er’s children would probably be a little older than Qing Yang and Qing Yun. What a joy it would be for our family to be together."
Song Ming also missed the princess and the Little Prince (Long Yilin was named Princely Heir shortly after birth) greatly. The princess was approachable and never punished the servants; the Little Prince was intelligent and adorable, the darling of all.
"This prince failed to protect the princess and Lin’er, it is all my fault!" The Grand Prince was full of sorrow and self-blame.
Song Ming softly consoled, "It’s not the Prince’s fault, blame those cruel rebels!" His eyes flickered with a vicious light, determined to flay the culprits alive once they were found.
Lin Zheqi’s heart ached in response, his father loved him deeply, causing him to live with self-reproach for so many years. If not for holding onto a shred of reasoning, he would have rushed to recognize his father. His hands by his side clenched into fists as he fought to control the emotions surging within him: Father, please be patient a little longer, we will soon be reunited as a family!
Le Shui, who knew the Young Master’s true identity, looked at the Grand Prince filled with grief and regret, his eyes gradually moistening, while also rejoicing for the Young Master to have such a loving father.
Mo Lei, sensing the emotional tumult of Lin Zheqi and his servant, was puzzled, yet his face remained impassive.
"Prince, don’t blame yourself anymore, if Princess Chen saw this, she would definitely worry and get angry." Song Ming feigned entreaty: "Who knows, she might even inflict severe punishment on me. Prince, you might not know, but Princess Chen’s methods of punishment are simply... Please have mercy on me!"
Suppressing feelings of sorrow and self-reproach, the Grand Prince glared at Song Ming: "Stop talking nonsense! Jiujiu is kind-hearted and has never punished the servants. Keep talking nonsense, and beware of me hitting you!" He gestured as if to wave his mighty fist.
Song Ming, always cunning, hastily begged for mercy.
"But you’re right, I really shouldn’t dwell on the past anymore, otherwise Jiujiu would worry." The Grand Prince nodded.
"Exactly, Prince, you are wise." Song Ming agreed, silently relieved: "The Prince and the two young masters Qing Yang and Qing Yun get along so well, why not adopt the two young masters as your grandsons? This way, you can enjoy family happiness, and with the Prince’s protection, no one will dare to bully them. It’s a perfect solution."
The Grand Prince’s eyes brightened instantly, but soon he fell quiet again, shaking his head slightly: "I indeed adore the two children, but they are also the treasures of their parents. I cannot take what belongs to others. It’s good enough to correspond with the children every month (Qing Yang and Qing Yun started their education at the age of two), and to visit them when I have time. As for anyone who would dare to bully them, with me and Jiujiu guarding them, no one would dare to bully the children."
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