Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 833 - 522 Reunion_2

Chapter 833: Chapter 522 Reunion_2

"No problem."

"Hehe...."

Wang Yuqian gave a sheepish laugh, but he didn’t stop talking and continued cautiously,

"Third Young Master, is the Chinese New Year just going to pass like this?"

So it turned out that the old man just wanted to find a topic to start a conversation.

Stunned for a moment, Xu Yuan responded in kind to the other’s gambit,

"The Chinese New Year isn’t over until the fifteenth day of the first month. Why the rush?"

Wang Yuqian tensed up and rubbed his hands,

"What about the New Year’s feast in the palace tomorrow?"

Normally on New Year’s Eve, Wang Yucheng, as a Third Grade official of The Imperial Court, should have been at the Ministry of War, guarding the year for the country. But today, he had submitted a sick leave request and returned to his residence immediately without waiting for a response from The Imperial Court.

And Wang Yuqian was not the only case; tonight half of the second and third-grade officials had returned home on sick leave without prior approval.

Why was there no response?

It wasn’t because the sick leave procedure was complicated; it was because the official responsible for approving the sick leave requests had submitted his resignation and returned to the Prime Minister’s Mansion to celebrate the New Year.

Regarding how to respond to this situation, Xu Yuan did have some considerations.

These officials taking sick leave on New Year’s Eve wasn’t a big deal; it was simply a clear statement. However, missing the New Year’s feast would amplify this statement, and the situation could easily get out of control.

It was a game for the brave.

With a soft laugh, Xu Yuan’s eyes curved, and he said softly,

"Sir Wang,

"You are just on sick leave, not retired."

...

...

...

Tonight, when returning home, Xu Yuan didn’t try to hide his tracks.

The carriage of the Ministry of War was parked right at the gate of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, and Xu Yuan entered the mansion through the side door openly.

The Crown Prince’s stance tonight needed "Wang Shicai" to act as a mouthpiece, and Upon entering, he saw a Big Charm Demon leaning against the courtyard gate, waiting for him.

As the Black Scale Leader, Lou Ji was really quite alone, especially after she personally killed the dragon grandmother that night; she had lost even a friend to talk to.

On this New Year’s Eve when everyone gathered, she had no one but her "younger brother" to turn to.

However, after some teasing and jest, the Big Charm Demon didn’t force him to stay by her side to guard the year through the night. She brought Xu Yuan to the entrance of the inner courtyard, embraced him, and then left quietly.

After several twists and turns, by the time Xu Yuan returned to the inner courtyard, it was almost midnight.

Walking along the alley of the inner courtyard, Xu Yuan pushed open the wide open doors of the main court and saw a scene as warm as any ordinary family’s.

It was dark outside, but the main hall was still brightly lit; three figures were each busy doing their own thing under that light.

Xu Xinyao, dressed in festive red new clothes, was half-leaning on the table, one hand propping up her fair cheek with sleepy, long, dense eyelashes drooping.

It took a lot of effort from Dolayao to research the corpse of the Xi’en Emperor, along with studying the Soul Ring that stored demons; she probably hadn’t rested for several days.

Feng Jiuxuan, still dressed in immaculate white, was sitting beside her with a calm expression and closed eyes, with the broken sword Jingyuan on the table in front of him.

Old father Xu Yinhe sat in the main seat, holding a scroll with a steady demeanor, reading quietly. A porcelain cup in front of him emitted steams of heat, and next to the teacup was a chessboard with black and white pieces, but the chess game seemed to be over, given the book he was holding.

Xu Yuan’s lips curled into a smile,

High as the halls of power are, they too hold familial love.

All waiting for him...

As he slowly walked forward, Xu Yuan cast his Spiritual Vision over the chessboard and his eyes inadvertently flashed with surprise.

He knew a bit about the game of Go, just enough to understand it.

The chess game on the table didn’t seem like a self-play by his old dad, for the black pieces had massacred the white pieces, with the white pieces having been cornered from the beginning, and within a hundred moves, the large dragon of the white pieces was slaughtered; the board was so brutal it was almost unbearable to look at.

"Pfft..."

A light laugh spread through the quiet courtyard as Xu Yuan pondered whether it was Xu Changge, the Will King, getting slaughtered, when suddenly the meditating Feng Jiuxuan glanced at him with a calm gaze.

"......" Xu Yuan.

"......" Feng Jiuxuan.

A moment of silence,

Xu Yinhe slowly set down the scroll in his hand and looked up at his three sons in the courtyard, saying,

"You’re all back. What are you dawdling in the yard for?"

"...."

Xu Yuan blinked and then continued walking into the house.

Today was New Year’s; as an uncle, you surely couldn’t beat him up over such a trivial matter.

With this thought, Xu Yuan’s mind cleared, and he lightly laughed knowingly,

"Father, the level of your self-play really needs some water; look how the black pieces are slaughtering the white ones, your level is really poor. Next time you’re bored, let me keep you company in the game."

"..."

Xu Yinhè fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, then glanced sideways at Feng Jiuxuan with a slight smile.

Seeing this, a faint smile also appeared on the thin lips of Feng Jiuxuan, who softly said,

"It’s almost midnight, and if you’re any later, this year’s reunion dinner at home will have to wait until next year."

In his past life, midnight was from eleven at night to one in the morning, but in Dayan, it marked the division of the day.

Entering the main hall, the girl who was dozing off on the desk also lifted her eyes and said with a smile,

"Third Brother, you’re back."

As Xu Yuan walked past her, he casually ruffled her sleek, long hair, then sat down next to her and asked in a low voice,

"Xu Chang...hehe, where’s the eldest brother?"

He hadn’t seen Xu Changge when he came back; logically, their father wouldn’t assign family members tasks on New Year’s Eve.

Xu Xinyao perked up and blinked, her eyes unintentionally sweeping toward an empty seat, her eyes filled with surprise, blinking her beautiful pupils with a hint of confusion:

"Just now, the elder brother was still here..."

Xu Yuan responded quickly, instinctively glancing in the direction of the kitchen:

"Hehe, probably sensed my return and hurried to cook, well... I’ll go check the kitchen."

As he spoke, Xu Yuan, whose seat hadn’t even warmed, stood up again.

Seeing this, Xu Xinyao also stood up and took a deep breath, saying with a smile,

"Then Xinyao will go help too."

"Come on, you trying to blow up the kitchen?"

"I also learned some cooking skills during my travels."

"Well, that’s fine then; with two Saints and a Primordial in our family, I guess what you make won’t kill anyone."

"Brother! What are you talking about!" Xu Xinyao said with a hint of anger.

Saying this, Xu Xinyao bounced alongside Xu Yuan, chatting and laughing as they exited the main hall.

After the brief bustling, the warm-lit main hall was once again plunged into silence.

"......"

Watching the two children’s retreating figures, Xu Yuan’s profound eyes held a tender smile, but it lasted only a moment before dimming.

Originally, today could have been livelier.....

"If you’ve chosen this path, walk it."

A calm voice came from the side, and Xu Yin He glanced at Feng Jiuxuan.

Feng Jiuxuan lowered his gaze to the broken sword in front of him, his voice very light:

"Qian’er died, Chang’an also died, and even for their sakes, you, Xu Yinhè, must finish this path."

Xu Yinhè responded very calmly,

"I.. just don’t want to see this house become emptier."

"Then achieve perfection in everything."

"Heh... don’t waste your worries on this matter."

After saying this, Xu Yinhè inquired in a low voice,

"Won’t you... visit your father in Black Prison tonight?"

"...."

After a moment of silence, Feng Jiuxuan gently shook his head:

"Why see him? To him, kinship is not worth mentioning."

Xu Yinhè looked deeply at Feng Jiuxuan:

"When everything is lost, people change."

"....."

Feng Jiuxuan lowered his eyelids, contemplative for a moment; before he could speak, sounds of chaos came from the kitchen.

"Get out! Who let you in?"

"Hey, I came to help today."

"Did I say I needed help? Changtian, don’t make me repeat myself."

"Third Brother, Eldest Brother, stop arguing."

"Tch, Xu Changge, are you sick? It’s New Year’s, try touching me and see if father would punish you... well, if father doesn’t, uncle definitely will."

"Oh?"

"Hey.. hey! Hold on, Xu Changge, put down the knife first....."

"...."

"...."

Listening to the noises from the other side, the two middle-aged-looking men in the hall exchanged a glance, each seeing a hint of a smile in the other’s eyes.