The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law
Chapter 1159 - 1153: Jie Zhonglin’s Letter

Chapter 1159: Chapter 1153: Jie Zhonglin’s Letter

"What’s the matter, why all the panic?" The Empress was already in a bad mood, and seeing the guard in such a fluster only added fuel to the fire.

"Your Highness, it’s..."

Before he could finish his speech, Jin Zijin strode into everyone’s view.

"I have returned!" he stated indifferently.

Everyone’s expression changed in surprise, and the Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Youyou almost wanted to cry, thinking: You’re finally back, I can hardly hold on anymore.

Jin Zijin looked at the Empress with an unfriendly expression, his pitch-black and lusterless eyes making her feel somewhat intimidated.

Jin Zijin was no longer the Jin Moning without a background; although he didn’t seem to be dealing with Dao Sect affairs openly, he was still in control of it. Now that both the Heavenly Master and the State Preceptor were not around, his deterrence was no less than that of the State Preceptor.

Following that, Searcy entered with Mr. Jie. When Mr. Jie saw Miss Du, he was taken aback for an instant before quickly saluting the Emperor and the Empress.

"This subject pays respects to Your Majesty and Your Highness the Empress!"

The Emperor raised an eyebrow and asked, "Mr. Jie, why are you here?"

He glanced at Miss Du and felt today’s drama was becoming even more entertaining.

It was also the perfect opportunity to teach the Empress a lesson.

Searcy gave Gu Youyou a victorious sign and winked, then stepped aside.

Gu Youyou understood; obviously, Searcy had done well in handling matters, and Mr. Jie must have been asked to come by her.

Since Searcy had asked Mr. Jie to come, Miss Du must also be safe.

There was nothing left for her to do here, and she turned her gaze to Jin Zijin.

Jin Zijin had hurried back, traveling rather quickly, which left a feverish flush on his face. Seeing that Gu Youyou was safe and sound, he finally felt a bit relieved.

"I have given birth!" Gu Youyou held onto his arm, struggling to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes as she spoke.

Jin Zijin looked at her belly, instantly filled with joy and excitement.

"I don’t want to stay here." She couldn’t hold it in any longer and whispered to him with a trembling voice, with tears swirling in her eyes.

She had not been as untroubled as she appeared; from getting up yesterday morning until now, over a day and a half had passed without her closing her eyes.

Childbirth was extremely draining for a woman, and an iron body couldn’t bear it, let alone her body, which wasn’t particularly strong to begin with.

"You’ve worked hard!" Jin Zijin said softly, wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes, and escorted her into the inner chamber.

Now everyone’s attention was on Mr. Jie, who was shedding tears profusely while presenting a letter.

He handed the letter to the Emperor, so overcome with emotion that he couldn’t utter a single word.

After reading the letter, the Emperor raised his eyes to look at Mr. Jie and said, "Mr. Jie, please accept my condolences."

Miss Du was taken aback, and even though she was sitting down, her frail body seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

She had a premonition that something bad was about to happen, and a sudden pain gripped her heart.

Everyone was extremely curious—what could it be? And what was written in that letter?

Mr. Jie took a deep breath, his voice trembling.

"Zhonglin had written this letter to me before the battle of Xining began. He had wronged Xintong in the past and had been filled with remorse ever since. Over the years, he had been trying hard to make amends and finally won Xintong’s forgiveness.

He had planned to bring Xintong back home with him after winning the war, to announce this matter to everyone, but sadly he didn’t live to see the victory at Xining and died in a foreign land."

Upon hearing this, Miss Du finally understood why her heart ached so much—it turned out he was dead.