Happy Spring Every Year

After Anyang Bo brought Jiang Xun to the study, they were the only two of them in the room, and he didn't know what to say.

The room was silent, at this moment——

"Cricket, cricket."

It was Anyang Earl's "ever-victorious general" who broke the silence.

Anyang Bo: “…”

"Xun'er, your mother's current condition has been described by the court doctor just now. Perhaps she has suffered too much trauma. Whether she can remember it in the future is another matter."

"I think this is... also good."

As Anyang Bo spoke, he pulled at his sleeves and looked at Jiang Xun's face nervously.

Jiang Xun lowered his brows, still clutching the wet robe in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Anyang Bo slowly sat down on the chair and couldn't help but let out a very long sigh.

Today was an especially long day, and he felt exhausted. He didn't know how Jiang Xun managed to stand there so straight without showing a trace of fatigue.

He knew that he and his wife owed Jiang Xun a lot.

Over the years, the lady has been mean to Jiang Xun, but because he feels guilty towards Xun'er and the lady, he always stands by and watches what the lady does.

He thought Jiang Xun would know how to protect himself, but he was so submissive and didn't say a word.

Once, he went to see Jiang Xun secretly.

He lay on the couch, breathless, with whip marks crisscrossing his body and blood dripping.

He secretly went to apply medicine to Jiang Xun and heard Jiang Xun murmuring over and over in his dream - go home.

Thinking of this, Anyang Bo couldn't help but look up at Jiang Xun again.

He thought that the whip marks were so deep that he might still have scars on his body.

Then I thought, where is Jiang Xun’s home?

He opened his mouth but couldn't ask, as if he could still play dumb as long as the window paper didn't break.

"It's been a tiring day. Let's rest early."

"I heard from Elder Lin that it was Miss Shen who saved Madam today. Tomorrow I will personally go to her house to thank her."

After hearing this, Jiang Xun finally moved.

He raised his head and said softly, "Father, I will always remember Miss Shen's kindness."

"But what happened today shouldn't be spread outside, lest it damages his reputation. It's best if you don't go to General Dingguo's mansion."

When Anyang Bo heard this, he also felt that it made sense, but how could he neglect the favor of saving his life? He thought about it and said:

"When your mother gets better, she can host a banquet to meet Mrs. Shen and thank Miss Shen in person. That would be a good idea—"

"not good."

Jiang Xun suddenly raised his voice slightly and rejected Anyang Bo's proposal.

Upon hearing this, Anyang Bo was stunned and looked at Jiang Xun in surprise.

It was rare for Jiang Xun to be so tough in front of him.

Jiang Xun obviously realized that he had lost his composure. He frowned slightly, looking a little annoyed.

"Father, you are aware of my current situation. What happened in the mansion today is a lesson for me. Please do not involve others in this."

"Father, please stay at home and spend more time with mother during this period. I will take my leave."

Having said that, Jiang Xun bowed and turned to leave.

Fugui stayed outside until Jiang Xun left, then he dared to walk in cautiously.

When he looked up, he saw Anyang Bo sitting behind the desk with a gloomy face. He hurriedly called out softly, "Master?"

Anyang Bo came to his senses, remembered Fugui's loyalty, and immediately relaxed his expression.

"Fugui, today we have to thank you for inviting Mr. Lin here in time. Come here, the master will give you some money."

As Anyang Bo was speaking, he reached into his purse, but saw Fugui approaching with a mysterious look on his face and whispering:

"Master, I was just outside and heard you and the young master talking about Miss Shen."

"You don't know, but tonight we have to thank Miss Shen. It was she who guessed that Madam might want to commit suicide, so Elder Lin came to the mansion just in time!"

"Later, you and the young master returned, and I followed you into the mansion. I saw with my own eyes that the young master gave the outer robe to Miss Shen, and then he chased Miss Shen out of the mansion."

"Did you see that just now, the young master was still holding a robe in his hand, which shows that he has caught up with Miss Shen."

Fugui spoke with a hint on his face. After all, Anyang Bo was an experienced man. He gradually understood the deeper meaning of Fugui's words and couldn't help but show enlightenment on his face.

No wonder Xun'er reacted strangely when Miss Shen was mentioned just now. He is usually so calm...

Thinking of this, Anyang Bo couldn't help but stand up and pace back and forth in the room, and suddenly he stopped.

No wonder Mr. Lin mentioned Miss Shen separately. This was clearly a reminder to him.

He knew that after ten years of estrangement and mistreatment, he and his wife would probably never be able to enter Xun'er's heart again.

Now, what he and his wife can do is not to hold Xun'er back, or at least not to let the Shen family think that his Anyang Marquis Mansion is not worthy of being a husband's family.

This matter...needs to be considered carefully!

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Jiang Xun returned to his yard.

The yellow talismans and bells on the wall were still there, but he ignored them and walked into the main house, where he saw Nanfeng kneeling there.

He placed the robe in his hand on the shelf, stepped forward to help Nanfeng, and said calmly: "I said, you don't have to kneel."

Nanfeng did not dare to stand up, but leaned down and told the whole story of how he had disobeyed orders and scolded the wife of the Earl of Anyang today.

"I have done something bad and nearly killed Madam. My crime is unforgivable. Master, please punish me!"

When Jiang Xun heard of the fire in the west courtyard, he guessed that the fault was most likely caused by Nanfeng.

According to his plan, tonight shouldn't have been so dangerous.

At this moment, his expression remained calm. He lowered his eyes to look at Nanfeng and said calmly, "Nanfeng, I've said before, if you make a wrong move, you lose the whole game."

"Especially now that I'm at the center of this storm, any mistake could lead to my downfall."

"If you're still emotional, you can go back to the teacher."

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng suddenly raised his head, feeling regretful and ashamed.

"Master, I won't dare to do it again. No matter how you punish me, I will accept it. But... I still want to stay by your side."

After saying this, Nanfeng himself lost his confidence.

He had already prepared himself to resign after receiving the punishment, but when he thought about really leaving the young master, he felt extremely unwilling and reluctant.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Jiang Xun leaned over to help him.

"Nanfeng, I understand your personality and character. You treat me sincerely, and this kind of affection is already very rare."

"But Nanfeng, you should know that you and I may not be so lucky the second time and get help from a noble person."

"No one is perfect. I won't kick you out this time, but there won't be a next time."

Nan Feng looked up and met Jiang Xun's stern yet gentle gaze. He felt a sore nose and wanted to pour out all his loyalty.

The young master is the person in this world who deserves his loyalty the most!

"There won't be a next time."

Nanfeng nodded heavily, not only speaking to Jiang Xun, but also to himself.

All the advice you receive is not as profound as making a real mistake.

"Go and rest. No need to wait on me."

Jiang Xun patted Nanfeng's shoulder gently and walked straight behind the desk.

Nan Feng hurried forward upon seeing this and began to grind the ink. "It's so late, Master, are you still busy?"

Jiang Xun shook his head and said calmly, "No rush, just write a letter of denunciation."

At tomorrow morning's court session, hand it directly to Censor Zhang.

Nanfeng was surprised when he heard this. He didn't know who his young master was going to report. He took a curious look and seemed to see the four words "General Zhaoyong".

Seeing that Jiang Xun really did not need to be served, Nanfeng prepared to leave. He was a man with sharp eyes, and with a quick glance, he noticed the wrinkled robe on the shelf.

A closer look revealed that the hem was covered in mud and was incredibly filthy.

"Young Master, I'm afraid this outer robe can't be worn anymore. Can I take it and deal with it?" Nanfeng reached out to take it.

Jiang Xun raised his head from the desk upon hearing this, glanced, and then lowered his head again.

Seeing this, Nan Feng took his outer robe and went out. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he heard Jiang Xun say nonchalantly:

"After washing, put it back in the cupboard."

Nanfeng was stunned for a moment before he realized that the young master was talking about the outer robe in his hand. He nodded blankly and couldn't help but look the outer robe up and down.

Aren’t there plenty of outer robes like this in the young master’s closet?

Never mind, thriftiness is a virtue.

Just listen to the young master and keep it.