Good Ending: She Swears She Will Not Let Him Die!

Chapter 376: Chapter 375: Regret

The night at Shanyu Pass is different from the Capital.

The night wind is fierce, and even though the armor and helmet block much of it, the gusts against the face still sting painfully.

The Gobi Desert and yellow sands ahead are still indistinct in the moonlit night, and the only thing to cherish is the starry sky, where the brilliant stars shine unmistakably under the moonlight.

It much resembles the starry sky over the Northern Border Grassland, yet with subtle differences.

Mu Lianxiao remembered mentioning this starry sky in his letter to Du Yunluo, and she longed for it very much.

Thinking of his wife’s eyes, more radiant than the stars, Mu Lianxiao unconsciously smiled.

Ming Liu had found a courtyard in the town, which, though not comparable to the small courtyard in Xuancheng, nor to those in the Capital, was already a rare good house in this borderland.

Once the furniture is all set, he would bring Du Yunluo over to live for a few days to fulfill her desire to see the city wall, the desert, and the starry sky.

Mu Lianxiao walked back and forth on the city wall.

The soldiers on night watch stood straight, eyes fixed forward.

General Huang ruled strictly; even at Shanyu Pass, where Dazi hadn’t been sighted for three to five years, the soldiers did not slack off.

Mu Lianxiao met Ye Yuzhi.

In the months at Shanyu Pass, much of the genteel air of the Capital’s noble son on Ye Yuzhi had worn off, and the desert winds had tanned him, making him more robust.

Except for occasionally being dragged by Huang Yun and Mu Lianxiao for a good meal, on ordinary days, Ye Yuzhi lived and ate with the common soldiers, drilling and guarding alongside them.

Ye Yuzhi accepted it with ease, while the soldiers initially found it hard to adapt, avoiding Ye Yuzhi and not mingling with him.

That was until someone asked Ye Yuzhi to write a letter home.

Most of the soldiers came from poor backgrounds, having never attended school, and those who could write their names were already considered decent.

In the barracks, only officers could read and write, and soldiers dared not trouble them, so someone thought of Ye Yuzhi.

Ye Yuzhi, being straightforward and eager to get along well with them, agreed to help.

Once one person asked, two more followed, and gradually, Ye Yuzhi became integrated into his current life.

Leaning against the city wall, Mu Lianxiao asked softly, "Is your hand healed?"

Ye Yuzhi raised his hand and waved it, "Yes, it’s healed."

The night slowly faded, and the sky turned pale along the horizon.

The soldiers changing shifts climbed the city wall, and Mu Lianxiao leisurely made his way down the city tower, returning to his courtyard.

Ming Liu fetched water for Mu Lianxiao to wash, talking about the furniture.

"Seems just about done," Mu Lianxiao said, tossing the cloth back into the water, stretching his muscles, "Let Shuying finish up, and you go to Xuancheng to fetch my wife."

Ming Liu agreed, stepped out of the house, and was about to pour the water when he saw Jiuxi, dusty and hurried, pushing the courtyard door open.

"Why are you here?" Ming Liu asked, "Did the wife send you to bring some treats to the master again?"

Jiuxi glared at him, but couldn’t hold back a grin, "Get ready for your reward money."

Ming Liu looked bewildered, rubbing his head as he went inside to inform Mu Lianxiao. Jiuxi had already darted outside the door, calling out "Master" loudly.

Mu Lianxiao was about to rest, having taken off his shoes, but on hearing Jiuxi, he sat back up on the kang.

Jiuxi smiled cheerfully as he saluted, "Master, I’m here with good news."

Mu Lianxiao’s heart skipped a beat.

Good news?

What joyous event in Xuancheng could urge Jiuxi to travel day and night to Shanyu Pass?

A thought flashed through his mind, and he felt that his eagerly beating heart was now in his throat.

Could it be that Du Yunluo is expecting?

Calculating the dates, if it were to be diagnosed, it should be around now.

Was he really going to be a father? Was his Yunluo going to have his child?

Mu Lianxiao couldn’t help clenching his fists, suppressing his excitement, "Is it that my wife is expecting?"

His face was calm, but the tremor in his voice betrayed Mu Lianxiao; he was both nervous and joyful.

Ming Liu followed Jiuxi inside, and seeing their Princely Heir’s reaction, swallowed hard, thinking, If Jiuxi dares to say it’s not the case, he’ll likely get a kick from the Princely Heir.

Jiuxi nodded vigorously, "Master is wise, indeed the wife is expecting. Two medical women checked her pulse, and both confirmed it."

Mu Lianxiao’s deep eyes suddenly filled with laughter, growing more intense until it reached the corners of his lips.

He let out a long breath.

Du Yunluo truly was expecting, and he was close to meeting their first child.

Mu Lianxiao’s face overflowed with a smile.

Jiuxi and Ming Liu congratulated him.

Mu Lianxiao asked about Du Yunluo, but regarding women’s matters, Jiuxi knew little and could only relay what he knew.

He said the wife couldn’t believe it, that she was overjoyed, and she wanted to tell the master immediately, wishing him to share in her happiness.

Mu Lianxiao listened intently and gradually, his joy was mingled with feelings of pity and regret.

At such a moment, he should be by her side, sharing this joyous feeling with her.

He wanted to let her know his excitement, anticipation, and fulfillment, to hold her in his arms and tell her again and again.

But as things stood, one was in Xuancheng, the other at Shanyu Pass, and he didn’t even have the chance to express his heart in person.

This time, however, Mu Lianxiao could not leave Shanyu Pass for at least half a month before he could find time to see Du Yunluo.

Jiuxi and Ming Liu left the house.

Jiuxi softly asked Ming Liu, "Is the master happy or not?"

Ming Liu rolled his eyes at him, "Do you need to ask? Of course, he’s happy. If your wife were expecting, wouldn’t you be happy?"

Jiuxi pouted—he didn’t even have a wife yet.

"If you hadn’t come today, I’d be on my way to Xuancheng," Ming Liu said. "The master planned to bring the wife to the town for a few days; even the house is prepared."

Jiuxi’s eyes widened, "So are you going back with me?"

Ming Liu tapped Jiuxi’s head lightly, "Are you confused from rushing? The wife is expecting, how could she come to Shanyu Pass?"

Jiuxi rubbed his forehead, a light bulb moment hitting him.

He realized that his master was surely unhappy because of this matter.

Inside the house, Mu Lianxiao sat on the edge of the bed, his mind filled with Du Yunluo’s image.

Such an important matter should originally be conveyed by Du Yunluo in person; now, it could only be relayed through Jiuxi.

He longed to hear Du Yunluo’s soft voice, as she would surely sound sweeter than ever when speaking of this joyous event.

His chest was full of regret, but gradually, joy outweighed it.

He couldn’t help but smile again.

Mu Lianxiao kicked off his shoes and leaned backward.

Thud!

Mu Lianxiao yelped softly, turning to look back.

The kang here was unlike the beds at home, not very wide; when he lay down straight, his head hit the wall.

Rubbing his head, Mu Lianxiao laughed aloud.

He was so thrilled that he bumped into it.

Jiuxi and Ming Liu stood outside the window, and the thud was too clear and sharp. The two exchanged glances.

"Did the master bump his head?" Jiuxi hesitantly asked.

Ming Liu laughed softly, "It sounded painful."

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