General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming Chapter 1402: Wei Xiaobao Complains

Chapter 1402: Wei Xiaobao Complains

Editor: Atlas Studios

A few days later, Xie Jinnian had almost recovered. He could walk and move, and his appet.i.te was gradually recovering.

This afternoon, the three little ones climbed into their master’s bed and slept soundly. Ling Yun obtained a moment of peace and sat under the crabapple tree to drink tea.

Xie Jinnian walked over. “Do you mind?”

“Sit.”

Ling Yun didn’t mind.

Xie Jinnian sat down on the stone stool opposite him.

Although Xie Jinnian was forced to join the Hundred Flowers Palace, it was mostly because of Su Xiaoxiao’s mediation. Xie Jinnian didn’t have many chances to be honest with Ling Yun.

This was the first time today.

Ling Yun did not have the habit of serving others tea, other than the three evil disciples who lacked the ability to take care of themselves.

Xie Jinnian poured himself a cup of tea and smiled. He went straight to the point. “Sorry to disturb you these days.”

Ling Yun said calmly, “It’s because the Flying Cloud Palace can’t accomodate anymore.”

Xie Jinnian smiled. “No matter what, thank you.”

Ling Yun said, “We’re all allies. We each take what we need. Is that all you want to say?”

Xie Jinnian said truthfully, “I’m here to bid farewell.”

Ling Yun frowned. “You’re going back to the City Lord Manor? You haven’t recovered from your injuries. That girl will recapture you back here.”

Xie Jinnian smiled honestly. “My injuries are fine.”

He skipped the first question and glanced at him. “What are your plans from now on?”

Xie Jinnian looked at the blue sky and said in a good mood, “When I was young, I lived as the son of the Xie family. Later on, I was adopted by my adoptive father and lived as the second son of the City Lord Manor. From now on, I want to live for myself.”

“Live for yourself.”

Ling Yun savored this sentence.

Xie Jinnian looked at him. “I hope you’ll be the same and live an upright life as yourself.”

An hour later, Xie Jinnian packed his luggage and left.

Ling Yin looked at his departing back and asked, “Young Palace Lord, are you letting him go just like that?”

Ling Yun took out the City Lord Seal from his sleeve and placed it on the table. “He doesn’t want to be the City Lord.”

Ling Yin said bitterly, “There are those who fought for the position of City Lord, but someone refused to accept it… What should we do now? Should we give it to Xiahou Jue, who’s still breathing? Or Xiahou Chen, who’s not weaned?”

Xiahou Jue was Xiahou Zheng’s biological brother.

That night, Ling Yun lay upright on the bed with his hands folded on his abdomen.

Xie Jinnian’s words kept flas.h.i.+ng across his mind. I hope you’ll be the same and live an upright life as yourself.

The next day, Ling Yun went to the City Lord Manor and executed Xiahou Jue. He “brought” evidence that Madam Ru had an affair and “caught” the adulterer.

The adulterer personally admitted that Xiahou Chen was his flesh and blood and committed suicide in prison.

Ling Yun called Ji Minglou over and asked him to carry Xiahou Chen away.

Ling Yun looked at Ji Minglou with dignity. “Hall Master Ji, you know what to do, right?”

Ji Minglou hugged the sleeping baby in his arms and looked at the thin young man at the master seat. He exuded a natural aura that made people submit.

Ji Minglou lowered his head. “This child is the blood of my Ji family and has nothing to do with the Xiahou family. I’ll record him under the names of me and my wife and raise him as my own flesh and blood.”

Steward Chang stood respectfully beside Ling Yun and stole a glance at the young City Lord’s expression.

He had once been worried that the young City Lord was too young and could not suppress these experienced martial artists.

Now that he looked at himagain, he had clearly misjudged.

Ji Minglou took his leave.

Just as he was about to step out of the hall, Ling Yun said again, “Don’t appear in front of my mother again.”

Ji Minglou opened his mouth.

Ling Yun said domineeringly, “This is the City Lord’s order.”

Ji Minglou was stunned.

Steward Chang was excited and ecstatic. Tears welled up in his eyes as he knelt down and bowed to Ling Yun. “Greetings, City Lord!”

The guards in the hall knelt on one knee. “Greetings, City Lord!”

The guards outside the hall also knelt on one knee in batches. “Greetings, City Lord!”

“Greetings, City Lord!”

“Greetings, City Lord!”

… .

At the entrance of the City Lord Manor, the guards looked in the direction of the hall and knelt down with their swords. “Greetings, City Lord!”

–

The thick fog this year dissipated in mid-March.

Yuwen Huai and Yuwen Xi returned to the Western Jin first.

The Su family’s army had left long ago. After all, they had the mission to guard the southern border and could not stay in other sea areas for a long time.

Su Xiaoxiao, Wei Ting, and the others stayed until the thick fog dissipated, mainly because Wei Xiaobao was still young and could not go out to sea.

On the 29th of this month, Wei Xiaobao was seven months old and was ready to set off.

She was chubby and had small arms, like a pink lotus root doll.

“Wuuwa!”

Wei Xiaobao was scolding Uncle again.

With its battle record of fighting the Slave Killer for 300 rounds, Ghostfear finally obtained the rights to take care of Wei Xiaobao for half a day.

He decisively carried Wei Xiaobao away from the cradle.

Wei Xiaobao frowned solemnly.

Ghostfear entered Chu Feifeng’s room. “Feifeng, is Xiaobao hungry? She kept calling out just now.”

“Didn’t you just feed her? Let me take a look.”

Chu Feifeng put down her half-packed luggage and took Wei Xiaobao from the Ghostfear.

Wei Xiaobao complained, “Wuwuwu!”

The Ghostfear hurriedly said, “Look, look, is she crying? I’m not lying to you, right?”

Wei Xiaobao was speechless.

Chu Feifeng liked Wei Xiaobao very much. As long as it was related to Wei Xiaobao, she could immerse herself completely and even forget to avoid the Ghostfear.

Chu Feifeng carefully checked Wei Xiaobao to see if she was sweating, peeing, or having a rash.

The Ghostfear’s gaze landed on her fair face. He took a deep breath and mustered his courage. “Fei Feng, why don’t… we also… want… a child…”

“Uncle! Xiaohu has p.o.o.ped!”

Xiaohu walked in bare-a.s.sed. “I need to wipe my b.u.t.t m.”

The corners of the Ghostfear’s mouth twitched.

Little smelly fart! Why are you not looking for your father! Why are you looking for me!

Chu Feifeng said warmly, “Let me do it.”

The Ghostfear took a step forward. “Let me do it, let me do it!”

He wiped Xiaohu’s b.u.t.t.

Xiaohu went out to play again.

Chu Feifeng hugged Wei Xiaobao and asked the Ghostfear, “What did you ask me for just now? I didn’t hear you clearly.”

Wei Xiaobao p.r.i.c.ked up her ears and looked at the Ghostfear.

The Ghostfear said awkwardly, “N-nothing.”

Wei Xiaobao crossed his legs expressionlessly.

On the other side, Su Xiaoxiao was also packing her luggage. Wei Ting was with her.

Xing’er and Ling Yin had nothing to do and were watching the scene from outside.

Ling Yin glanced at the open door and asked softly, “Were Second Young Master and Second Young Madam like this in the past?”

Xing’er understood what she meant and shook her head. “No. Ever since Young Master was injured after killing Xiahou Yi, the two of them have been sticking to each other all day. They’re so intimate!”

Xing’er crossed her arms, indicating that she could not bear to look at them.

Ling Yin thought for a moment. “Second Young Master must have almost died. Second Young Madam’s heart aches.”

Xing’er scratched her head. “But the time he killed Mo Guiyuan… Young master was even more seriously injured…”

Su Xiaoxiao gently pushed his muscular chest and blushed. “There’s someone.”

Wei Ting s.n.a.t.c.hed away her half-folded clothes and pressed her against a pile of clothes that had finally been neatly folded. He lowered his head and kissed her.

“They don’t dare to come in.”