Happy Spring Every Year

Jiang Xun did not have lunch in the Imperial Garden. After bidding farewell to Mr. Lin, he returned to the Anyang Earl's Mansion.

Dongfeng was already waiting at the door of the Bo's Mansion. When he saw his young master's carriage coming, he hurried forward to greet him.

Xifeng saw him carrying a bookcase and asked curiously, "Dongfeng, what did you put behind that?"

Dongfeng looked like a scholar. Hearing this, he weighed his bookcase with a hint of pride and said with a low laugh:

"These...are all the capital for the young master to marry the young lady!"

The two of them smiled at each other teasingly, and Jiang Xun had already walked inside, first returning to his own yard.

Ever since the last time Lady Anyang attempted suicide and woke up, all the yellow talismans, bells and Buddhist banners in Tingsongyuan were removed and burned.

But these days, Jiang Xun still mostly lives in Lin Mansion.

It was rare for the three winds from the east, south, west and north to gather together. At this moment, the other three gathered together and watched Dongfeng take out the account books one by one as if presenting treasures, while showing off:

"What I brought today are all very important account books, but don't think that this is all our young master's assets are."

"Money makes money, money makes money, look, this is the way of doing business!"

Jiang Xun let them chatter on the side while he looked around the place.

After all, the Bo Mansion is not as well-preserved and safe as the Lin Mansion, so we must never be careless.

The room was bustling with activity when suddenly someone peeked in cautiously from outside.

"Who?"

Bei Feng turned his head and growled, then his expression softened.

"Sir, it's Fugui who is beside the uncle."

Jiang Xun walked out of the inner room upon hearing this and saw Fugui smiling. He said respectfully, "Master, the master heard that you have returned home and is waiting for you in the study."

Jiang Xun nodded. He was about to go and pay his respects to his father.

Seeing this, Nanfeng followed Jiang Xun.

The three of them walked all the way to the East Courtyard.

Ever since Anyang Earl's wife "lost her memory", she and Anyang Earl no longer live separately in the east and west courtyards. The couple now live in the east courtyard.

Fugui stepped forward first and knocked on the study door.

"Come in."

Anyang Bo's voice came from inside, muffled.

Jiang Xun pushed the door open and walked in. He immediately saw Anyang Bo sitting on the warm couch, wrapped in a thick quilt.

Jiang Xun frowned and asked worriedly, "Father, are you sick?"

Anyang Bo waved his hand, his hair still a little messy, and said in a muffled voice: "You were going back and forth last night. Maybe you caught a cold. Take some medicine and you'll be fine."

"Where's Mom? Is she okay?"

Jiang Xun felt guilty. After all, his parents worked so hard to help him out.

Anyang Bo shook his head. "Your mother is fine. It's just that her health has been very poor over the years. She ate early and went to take a nap. I guess she'll sleep for more than an hour."

"Xun'er, how are you doing? Did everything go well last night?"

Speaking of this, there was a light in Anyang Bo's eyes.

He felt that he had been a waste for all these years and it was rare for him to be able to help Jiang Xun, so even though he caught a cold, he felt at ease.

Jiang Xun nodded and said, "Thank you, Father and Mother, everything went well."

Upon hearing this, Anyang Bo heaved a sigh of relief. The room suddenly became quiet, and the father and son fell silent again.

Anyang Bo scratched the corner of the quilt uncomfortably, and was about to ask Jiang Xun if they could have a New Year's Eve dinner together this year.

Ever since Xun'er fell into the water when he was ten years old, their family has never sat down together to eat New Year's Eve dinner or stay up together.

Over the years, he and his wife have hurt Jiang Xun too much...

He knew that Jiang Xun would definitely agree once he opened his mouth, but now he couldn't help but worry that it would make Jiang Xun feel embarrassed.

At this time, it was Jiang Xun who spoke first: "Father, I want to start a family."

Anyang Bo was thinking about something, and nodded subconsciously, "Okay, getting married is good, Cheng, ah? Getting married?"

Anyang Bo's eyes suddenly widened, and the quilt wrapped around his body slipped off.

"Come, come, come... get married? With... with which girl?"

He almost thought that his son would be single for the rest of his life, but the good news came so suddenly.

Jiang Xun looked very serious and said in a deep voice, "It's Miss Shen from General Dingguo's Mansion."

When Anyang Bo heard this, he suddenly understood.

The last time I saw Xun'er, I felt that he had something special to say to Miss Shen, and it turned out to be true...

"good good good good!"

Anyang Bo repeatedly agreed, his voice faintly choked with sobs, but soon, his face showed panic, and he said quickly:

"Last night in front of the emperor, my wife and I were so embarrassed. I'm afraid General Shen and Madam Shen were also there? They..."

Thinking of this, Anyang Bo's face was filled with regret, "What should I do now?"

Jiang Xun was about to speak when he saw that Anyang Bo had already gotten off the bed in a state of worry and was pacing back and forth. The next moment, his face was solemn and he said in a deep voice:

"Xun'er, if you can't, just tell General Shen that he has severed ties with us..."

When he said the last few words, Anyang Bo gritted his teeth and his eyes became slightly moist.

Over the past ten years, they have delayed Jiang Xun a lot and let him down a lot. Now that he has finally found the girl he likes, they can't hold him back anymore.

Thinking of this, Anyang Bo made up his mind and said in a trembling voice, "It's settled. If your mother knew about this, she would definitely agree."

Jiang Xun stared at Anyang Bo in a daze, but Anyang Bo did not dare to look at Jiang Xun. His eyes were vague and evasive, for fear that Jiang Xun would see his red eyes.

"Although Dad doesn't have much ability, he has at least managed to protect the family business, so he still has enough money to buy you a house."

"Then you will take Miss Shen to the new house to get married. I believe that with your reputation and your youthful potential, General Shen will agree to let you marry Miss Shen."

Anyang Bo was talking on and on, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Xun standing not far in front of him.

"Father."

Jiang Xun frowned and said sternly, "I will explain everything that happened before to General Shen in detail. How can the bloodline of my parents be severed just like that?"

"If I, Jiang Xun, really did this, not only General Shen, but even I would despise myself for being so ungrateful and heartless."

"As for the house, I have received many rewards over the years, so I can buy it myself."

"Of course it's not to sever ties with the Bo Mansion, it's just..."

"Father, my future may be difficult. Moving out will be good for both of us."

And also... for Miss Shen.

He hoped that after Miss Shen married him, she would not feel restricted and could live wherever she wanted.

She should be free, without having to visit her every morning and evening, without the complicated housework, she can sleep until noon, and she can also practice swordplay in the yard.

Jiang Xun thought about this and felt warm and satisfied in his heart.

But these things don't need to be said in front of my father. What should be said is...

"Father, these past ten years—"

Jiang Xun paused for a moment, then suddenly lifted up his skirt and knelt down in front of Earl Anyang.

When the Earl of Anyang heard what Jiang Xun said, he was covering his eyes with his hands. He vaguely saw Jiang Xun kneeling down, and hurriedly bent down to help him. It turned out that he had already burst into tears.

"What are you doing? Get up!"

Jiang Xun shook his head, insisted on bowing his head, and kowtowed ten times to Anyang Bo.

He didn't want to come because he had too many regrets and unfinished business in his original world.

But when he opened his eyes, he found himself inside Jiang Xun's body by mistake, took over Jiang Xun's body, and became the legitimate son of the Anyang Marquis's Mansion.

He didn't know whether Jiang Xun would still be alive if he hadn't come. In short, he felt really guilty towards the Anyang Earl and his wife.

But due to a series of mistakes and unpredictable things, even he was at a loss as to what to do.

Now, he has more and more concerns and reluctance in this world. He is no longer wandering in nothingness and no longer has a sense of belonging.

He had a mentor, a close friend, and a loved one, and he finally felt settled and grounded.

From now on, he wanted to be Jiang Xun thoroughly, truly become a person here, protect the loved ones around him, enjoy the fireworks of the world, and then have a firm belief and follow the path he thought was right.

Anyang Bo tried to stop Jiang Xun from bowing several times, but failed. He bent over with his hands frozen there, as if he understood Jiang Xun's determination.

In fact, they already knew each other well.

It's just that he has been avoiding, denying, and enjoying everything Jiang Xun brought him.

Thinking of this, tears streamed down Anyang Bo's face and he burst into tears.

His cries were low but mournful, and each cry seemed filled with shame and regret.

Jiang Xun finally straightened his upper body.

Anyang Bo hunched over, put his hands on Jiang Xun's shoulders, and cried with red eyes:

"I understand, I understand..."

Jiang Xun saw Anyang Bo's tears and lowered his eyebrows. He felt so guilty that he could only sigh helplessly in the end: "I'm sorry..."

Because of this apology, Anyang Bo's tears flowed even harder. He was the one who should say sorry, both to Jiang Xun and Xun'er.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who should say sorry..."

Anyang Bo confessed his guilt over and over again, and at this moment he finally dared to ask the deepest doubts that had been lingering in his mind for all these years.

"Can...can you tell me, after you came, where did my Xun'er...where did he go?"

Jiang Xun was silent for a long time, then looked up and expressed his deepest hope over the years:

"If possible, I also hope that he has gone to see the peaceful and prosperous sea."