Abandoned Woman Busy Farming
Chapter 1432 - 1433: Dengdeng Really Got It Right_1

Chapter 1432: Chapter 1433: Dengdeng Really Got It Right_1

Jiang Yichun leaned over her, his intensely aggressive and scorching breath enveloping her, causing her heartbeat to quicken uncontrollably. She hastily averted her gaze, not daring to look him in the eye.

He leaned closer, his crescent-moon-like lips inching nearer when suddenly, a knocking sound came from outside the door: "Master, an urgent Holy Edict has arrived, commanding us to travel day and night back to the Capital City."

Chenfeng’s voice was slightly hoarse and even trembled a bit; he knew all too well the consequences of disturbing his master at this time. But the Holy Edict had arrived, and it was imperative that he report it.

Bai Ruozhu quickly pushed him away and leapt to the ground. "Do you want to defy the decree? We’ve got to travel day and night now."

At that moment, Jiang Yichun’s face was as black as ink, his entire aura radiated a murderous intent. He probably cursed the Emperor from head to toe in his heart.

"Why are you running away so fast? Don’t you want to forgive me?" Jiang Yichun said, his dangerous aura subsiding slightly, his eye color also demurring a fraction.

Feeling sorry for him, Bai Ruozhu turned her head and said, "It depends on your performance."

Chenfeng was sweating anxiously outside but didn’t dare to make another sound to hurry them. Just then, the door was kicked open with a bang. Chenfeng couldn’t react in time and was hit directly on the forehead by the door, stumbling back two steps.

Fortunately, he had been holding his fists in a bowing position all this while; otherwise, it would have been his nose that was hit, and he probably would be dealing with a gushing nosebleed by now.

Bai Ruozhu couldn’t help but twitch her lips at the sight of Chenfeng’s swiftly swelling forehead. After all, the poor boy hadn’t done anything wrong.

She quickly grabbed a bottle of Trauma Medicine and threw it to Chenfeng, gesturing at his forehead. As Chenfeng was about to thank her, she hurriedly made a shushing gesture with her hand.

Jiang Yichun was well aware of her actions, but she knew that Chenfeng speaking to her at that moment would only further infuriate Jiang Yichun.

Soon, everyone was roused, and the procession resumed its march. Hao Feng and the others, who slept in the horse carriage, were doing fine, it was Qingyan who seemed a bit worn out.

Bai Ruozhu rode alongside Qingyan, apologetically saying, "Senior Qingyan, we’ve received urgent orders to travel day and night. Your health may not withstand this pace. Why don’t you take your time and enjoy the journey, and come to find me once you reach the Capital City?"

To her surprise, Qingyan said, "No need, the hardship over these past few days has been nothing. It would be good for me to visit old friends in the Capital City sooner."

"I never heard you mention having friends in the Capital before, may I ask who it is? Perhaps I know them too," Bai Ruozhu asked with a smile.

"You might actually know him. He shares your surname, Bai, and is called Bai Guanghe. Before, thinking you were a Lin, I did not mention it," Qingyan said cheerfully.

Bai Ruozhu laughed, "What a coincidence, I know a young lady who is the granddaughter of Mister Bai, and I’ve even met Mister Bai once before. Once we get to the Capital, I’ll take you to Mister Bai’s residence right away."

"Good, good. Back in the day, when he accompanied Tang Gui to the Western Regions, we also had quite a close friendship. But then he was summoned back to the Country, and I retreated to the mountains; it’s been many years since we last contacted each other," Qingyan said, somewhat nostalgically.

Bai Ruozhu was surprised to learn that Bai Guanghe had been to the Western Regions; she suddenly thought of the first time Bai Guanghe fainted upon seeing her and wondered if it was related to something in the Western Regions.

The journey onwards proved very tiring for everyone, with very little time for rest; Bai Ruozhu, when exhausted, could still go sleep in the horse carriage, squeezing in with Hao Feng and the others, while the rest of the group was relentlessly pushing on without sleep.

Fortunately, there wasn’t much of the journey left. After about three days like this, everyone finally saw the towering and majestic City Gate of the Capital City.

Jiang Yichun looked at Bai Ruozhu’s chapped lips with great distress, but she uttered not a single word of complaint, because she knew that if the Emperor had sent an urgent decree, the situation with Diao Bin must be critical.

Thinking about the kind princess in the prime of her life who might perish, Bai Ruozhu felt that her three days of fatigue was nothing.

As the cavalcade entered the City, Bai Ruozhu saw a familiar figure by the roadside, along with a cute little dumpling, who suddenly pointed at her and yelled, "Grandpa, look, it’s my daddy and mommy!"

Wasn’t that her father holding Little Dengdeng by the roadside?

Bai Ruozhu excitedly dismounted and ran over, "Daddy, Dengdeng, I’ve missed you so much!"

As she spoke, her eyes moistened, and she hugged her son, whom she hadn’t seen in a long while tightly. Little Dengdeng clung to her neck just as tightly, while Bai Yihong stood beside them, his hands shaking with excitement.

"Dengdeng insisted on waiting here for you every day. We all told him it would be two more days, but he was determined to wait at the City Gate every day. I didn’t expect you would actually return early!" Bai Yihong said with a smile, his eyes full of love as he looked at his grandson.

Jiang Yichun also dismounted and came over to greet Bai Yihong with a cupped-fist salute, "Father, we’ve made you worry during these past days!"

Bai Yihong hurried to help him, "Family doesn’t need to be so formal."

Dengdeng, unwilling to leave his mother’s embrace, also wanted to hug his father, so he stretched out his little arms to wrap around his father’s neck, "Daddy, Dengdeng has missed you so much!"

Jiang Yichun and Bai Ruozhu moved closer to let Dengdeng wrap his arms around his neck. The feeling of his son’s soft, tender body and the faint smell of milk on him were comforting, instantly easing his tired spirit.

This was the extension of his life, the fruit of his and his beloved’s love.

Dengdeng, probably missing his parents too much, began to cry loudly. The family’s emotional reunion attracted much attention from the people passing by the City Gate.

Bai Ruozhu gently patted her son’s back, cooing softly, "Good boy, Dengdeng, don’t cry, Daddy and Mommy are back now. We’ll be with you every day from now on."

Dengdeng suddenly giggled again, pulling his head back from his father, "Daddy’s beard is prickly, it tickles so much."

He fluctuated between crying and laughing, his long eyelashes wet with glistening tears, yet his eyes were already curved into a smile.

Jiang Yichun touched his own chin and, indeed, found a layer of stubble. They had been on the road for three days straight, with no time to groom, and the exhaustion of staying up late meant his stubble had fully sprouted.

Amused by his son’s antics, he deliberately rubbed his chin against him, "How about now? And now?"

Little Dengdeng’s giggles echoed through the street, bringing joy to anyone who heard them. The carefree laughter of a child is the most infectious.

Bai Yihong’s smile deepened the wrinkles on his face as he looked at Bai Ruozhu and said, "Let’s go. We should hurry home so your mother can share the joy!"

Bai Ruozhu showed a hint of guilt and lowered her voice, "Father, you go on ahead and tell Mother and the others. We’ve received an urgent Imperial Decree from the Emperor and have returned day and night. We haven’t yet reported to the Palace and can’t go home on our own."

"Right, right, an Imperial Decree cannot be disobeyed. Go ahead to the Palace first; I’ll go back and tell your mother to prepare something delicious for you!" Bai Yihong said with a laugh.

"Good, tell Mother I miss her," Bai Ruozhu said, sticking out her tongue playfully. In front of her parents, she was always a child, no matter when.