Abandoned Woman Busy Farming
Chapter 1396 - 1398: Missing My Son_1

Chapter 1396: Chapter 1398: Missing My Son_1

Bai Ruozhu would never be moved by Sangta, but when someone stands in front of you with a face that has become terrifying due to disfigurement caused by you, how can you remain indifferent?

Meeting Bai Ruozhu’s gaze, Sangta subconsciously touched his own face and said with an awkward laugh, "I didn’t scare you, did I?"

Bai Ruozhu coughed, "I’ll find a way to heal your scars, but please also retract that kind of condition you proposed. You are threatening and tempting the monarch, but I am not from the Western Regions, and it’s not right to speak to him like that."

Jiang Yichun shifted his feet and stepped in front of Bai Ruozhu, using his body to block the intense gaze Sangta had fixed on her. Sangta’s look made him very uncomfortable.

"Hehe, it doesn’t matter whether or not my scars are removed. Keeping them is also good, so you can remember me." Sangta’s voice was not loud, and his tone had also turned somber, "But I will not give up, I must marry you and make you my consort."

Bai Ruozhu took a deep breath, "Sangta, I don’t know if anyone in your country knows what love is? What’s snatched by force and trickery is not love, but enslavement. What’s obtained by threats and manipulation is not love, only a way to satisfy your own unwillingness to let go."

"I have always had a streak of pride within me. I would rather be shattered than complete as an inferior substitute. If anyone forces me, I will undoubtedly fight to the end, even if it means destruction for both parties." Bai Ruozhu’s final words were not only for Sangta but also a warning to the monarch, lest he be tempted.

Sangta did not expect Bai Ruozhu to be so resolute and, somewhat baffled, asked, "Why won’t you give me a chance? I can protect you, and I can give you the best. I am a prince of the Barbarian Clan, the future king. Can he compare with me? Can he give you everything that’s best? Now that you have a beast pet, can he tell you how to take care of it, can he help you at all?"

He did not care how Jiang Yichun reacted to him and continued, "I can also risk my life for you. Doesn’t that count as understanding love? I, Sangta, for twenty-five years, have never cared so much about anyone. I even consider you more important than my own life, disregarding my own danger to save you. How can you say I don’t understand love?"

Bai Ruozhu did not expect Sangta to still confess his feelings at this time, and she said with some embarrassment, "But I have someone I love. You should be blessing us, not forcing me, and you certainly shouldn’t be using disgraceful means to steal someone."

"Disgraceful means?" Sangta suddenly burst out laughing, "In our Barbarian Clan, it’s the survival of the fittest; as long as the goal is achieved, nothing is disgraceful!"

"That depends if you can achieve it. Indeed, I am not a prince, but if you think taking my woman will be easy, think again!" Jiang Yichun replied coldly. If it weren’t for being in the monarch’s Yangxin Hall, he would have certainly given Sangta a sound beating. What does he mean he can’t give Ruozhu the best of everything? Who does Sangta think he is? A mere barbarian prince is nothing to him!

"You can’t even beat me, let alone compete with my beast pet. Such a woman following you truly belittles her, taciturn man." Sangta remarked.

"Seeking death!" Jiang Yichun cursed, and the two immediately started to fight.

Bai Ruozhu had been advising Jiang Yichun to feign unhealed internal injuries to deceive the Holy Hall, so now she could only make eye contact with him while shouting, "My husband, your internal injuries have not healed, don’t fight, lest you aggravate them!"

Then she stared at Sangta, scolding, "Have you caused enough trouble? If you hurt my husband, don’t blame me for not considering the debt of saving my life, I will be ruthless against you."

Her words did have an effect, and with the monarch instructing Lian Jia to intervene, the two men were successfully separated.

"Hmph, still needing a woman’s protection, what a waste!" Sangta sneered and turned to leave. Jiang Yichun wanted to rush after him but was tightly held back by Bai Ruozhu.

"He is my man, and I’m willing to protect him. You’d better mind your own business." Bai Ruozhu said somewhat angrily.

Sangta had already walked to the entrance of the hall when his footsteps suddenly halted, he turned back abruptly, his gaze towards Bai Ruozhu filled with hurt and anger, and the scar on his face once again stabbed at Bai Ruozhu’s eyes.

Although Bai Ruozhu’s conduct could not be considered entirely upright and unassailable, she had always been at peace with herself, never feeling as if she had wronged anyone, even though she never asked Sangta to save her—that was all Sangta’s own volition. Yet, faced with Sangta’s scar, she felt an unbearable tightness in her heart.

Sangta turned his head back and strode away.

Neither Jiang Yichun nor Bai Ruozhu spoke, and the scene became awkwardly silent for a moment; the monarch had no choice but to step forward with a forced resolve, saying, "That Sangta is nothing but a madman, their Barbarian Clan does things in bizarre ways, you don’t need to take it to heart. As for the conditions he mentioned, I will not consider them. You all have helped me so much; I am not an ingrate."

Bai Ruozhu put away the bitterness in her heart and smiled at the monarch, "With your Majesty’s words, I am reassured."

The monarch felt that his earlier hesitation had been seen through by Bai Ruozhu, and for a moment felt embarrassed, so he had to pretend to cough and did not continue the conversation.

"The fish have taken the bait, the plan continues," Jiang Yichun said coldly, then bowed with his hands clasped, "Your Majesty, we will take our leave now."

He pulled Bai Ruozhu along and left the Yangxin Hall, asking, "Did you just hear that conversation?"

Bai Ruozhu nodded, then recounted Sangta’s conditions, adding, "The monarch did hesitate for a moment, but he still clearly refused, which is why Sangta let out that tiger roar, frightening the guards into rushing in."

Jiang Yichun’s face cleared slightly, "Luckily we didn’t help an ingrate."

"But he is after all the monarch of the Western Regions, he must prioritize the country’s greater good and the welfare of the people, after all, we are outsiders. When things settle down a bit more, we should leave as soon as possible," Bai Ruozhu said softly.

They were not here specifically to battle the Holy Hall, once the situation stabilized and they were safe from the great elder’s scheming, they could leave earlier. Besides, she was now longing for her son.

"Alright, I’ve been missing Dengdeng terribly," mumbled Jiang Yichun.

Bai Ruozhu couldn’t help but laugh, "I’ve been thinking about our son too. I wonder how much he has grown."

"As long as he hasn’t just gotten fatter, that’s fine. Men shouldn’t be too overweight," Jiang Yichun said.

She gave him a look, "That’s called baby fat, you don’t understand."

Far away in the Capital City of Danliang Country, Little Dengdeng was excitedly circling around his second uncle, reaching out from time to time to touch his second uncle’s newly acquired Official Uniform, his big black eyes filled with envy and curiosity.

"Second Uncle, let me wear your hat, just for a second, please?" Little Dengdeng, with a coquettish charm, climbed onto Bai Zepei who was sitting next to him and wound his little chubby arms around his neck.

Bai Zepei showed a helpless smile and directly put the Official Hat on Little Dengdeng’s head, but unfortunately, with Little Dengdeng’s head being so small, the hat covered more than half of his face.