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I thought that after reading the reply, my mother and the master would quickly find my sister and brother to clarify their affairs, and then discuss the marriage in an intensive manner.

Jing Chunxi and Pu Ge'er were filled with anticipation, hoping to hear good news. However, as time passed, things did not develop as they had imagined, and Jing Yi disappeared without a trace.

My grandparents have already nodded in agreement, so logically, my mother shouldn't go back on her word.

Jing Chunxi remained calm, but Pu Ge'er became anxious. For three consecutive days, he came to his sister to complain as soon as school was over.

He sat on a stone bench in the yard, his face full of impatience, muttering, "Jing Da...he hasn't been seen for three days, what's going on?"

He frowned like a little adult, his eyes full of confusion.

Jing Chunxi pushed the snacks to Pu Ge'er, then shook her head and smiled at him, "If Master can't handle his mother, then let him be a bachelor for the rest of his life." She said in a relaxed tone.

Pu Ge'er was a little unhappy. He didn't know what to call Jing Yi if he didn't call him "Big Brother Jing". Suddenly calling him "Uncle Jing" felt a bit strange. Calling him "Daddy" was not the right time. Moreover, he was not sure if he could call him "Daddy".

"Call me father from now on." Jing Chunxi reminded his brother as he looked at his distressed face.

"Hmm! Calling him father doesn't seem that awkward." But Pu Ge'er thought about it, frowned and scratched his head, "If you want to call me, just call me daddy. It's more intimate."

He was very conflicted. On the one hand, Jing Yi was a good man whom he had always admired and liked very much. He was his teacher, elder, and the person he admired most. On the other hand, he still had the shadow of a "father" in his heart. That was his scumbag father, because he always respectfully called him father at that time.

The night before, when his sister, avoiding his mother, told him that his scumbag father had given himself to an ugly, fat woman in her early forties just to live a good life, he couldn't help but want to vomit. Pu Ge'er was even more grateful that his mother's decision was the right one. Fortunately, they had already cut off their ties with the clan and changed their surnames, so they no longer had any connection with him.

Otherwise, he would be a little scared just thinking about it.

Therefore, he now felt a little resistant to the word "father". He didn't want to call Brother Jing, the good man he had always admired and liked, "father". He felt that it would undermine his wisdom and even feel it was an insult to him.

I've always known that my younger brother admires Jing Yi very much, considering him his teacher, his elder, and the person he admires most. He loves to follow him around whenever he has free time and humbly accepts Jing Yi's teachings.

As a result, Pu Ge'er has a cheerful personality and does not show any pain after suffering a serious blow. There is no gloom on his face and his personality is very sunny.

However, he accepted this matter too quickly, which was beyond Jing Chunxi's expectations.

"Master naturally has to go back to discuss it. He still has parents and an older brother to take care of." Jing Chunxi explained patiently. She knew the struggle in her brother's heart and understood his confusion.

"That's true!"

After listening to his sister's analysis, Pu Ge'er felt relieved.

After his sister left for Lingnan, Brother Jing told him his life story, including where his home was, how many people were in his family, and who had harmed him. He told him everything in detail.

Pu Ge'er was greatly surprised by his true identity, but the experience was too risky. However, besides sympathy and surprise, he was also happy that he had found his home and recognized his loved ones.

After figuring it out, the two of them stopped worrying about it. Jing Yi must have reported his disappearance to his mother, otherwise she wouldn't have mentioned it during dinner, and she wouldn't have reacted strangely when they asked.

Jing Chunxi could naturally guess where his master had gone. Apart from anything else, he had to personally deliver the reply letter from his grandfather to Prince Jing.

Sure enough, on the evening of the fourth day, the elusive man returned to his dining table.

He looked energetic, spoke with great enthusiasm, was in a very good mood, and had a happy smile on his face, as if he was going to enter the bridal chamber tonight.

Jing Chunxi couldn't bear to watch. She secretly laughed in her heart. Seeing her master's look, she was afraid that the matter had already been decided.

Turning his gaze to his mother beside him, who was also smiling shyly, Jing Chunxi knew that his guess was correct. He was afraid that Prince Jing had already found someone and might have even set a date for their wedding.

After eating and drinking, Jing Yi suddenly suggested, "Hasn't Pu Ge'er always wanted to go to the hot springs? How about we go to Qiu Yi Manor tomorrow?" He spoke in a negotiating tone, but he had successfully aroused Pu Ge'er's interest.

As soon as the idea of ​​going to the hot springs came up, Pu Ge'er looked at his mother excitedly, as if he was afraid she wouldn't agree. Le Le's voice was actually a bit coquettish, and he said, "Mom..." The sound was long and drawn out. His eyes were sparkling, and he looked at his mother expectantly, hoping she would agree.

"I'll ask the teacher for two days' leave for you later." Jing Qiurong nodded with a smile, her tone gentle.

Pu Ge'er cheered and left the stool. He shouted excitedly: "Great! Great! I can take a hot spring bath now."

"You don't want to eat?" Jing Chunxi feigned anger and slapped his butt. Pu Ge'er couldn't hide the smile on his face when he sat down. He grinned, revealing his white teeth, his eyes full of excitement.

"Xi'er?" The daughter didn't smile. The only thing she said was that she was angry with her son. Jing Qiurong suddenly became uneasy and looked at her with a questioning tone.

Worried that he would object or not go.

"After I come back from the farm, I will pack up and get ready to go." The original plan was to rest for three to five days after returning and then rush to Jiujiang County and Jian'an County, so Jing Chunxi said this just to give them a reminder.

"Can't we leave later?" Jing Qiurong was a little surprised. She thought that with more than four months left until New Year's Eve, she could still leave in time for another two months. "Mother was planning to celebrate your eleventh birthday at Qingshan Manor!"

Her eyes were filled with reluctance. She was reluctant to see her daughter leave so early. She also felt that it would be more appropriate to hold a more lively birthday party this year.

"You're tired after all the way back. You should rest before making any plans. I'll make arrangements for you."

Jing Yi spoke up in time, his tone filled with a hint of doting and concern. He looked at Jing Chunxi softly, telling her with his eyes that everything would be arranged properly and she didn't need to worry.

"It's still not too late to leave after your birthday." He smiled slightly, trying to ease Jing Chunxi's anxiety.

"I have planned everything." Jing Chunxi was not unhappy, but she was used to making plans before doing things and did not like to make big changes without reason.

She raised her head, looked at Jing Yi with a firm gaze, and said seriously: "Besides, isn't it good to go early and come back early?" She felt that it would be better to set off early, finish early, and come back early to celebrate the New Year, so that she would feel at ease.

Jing Qiurong glanced at Jing Yi, her eyes filled with a hint of help and uneasiness. Jing Yi gave her a reassuring look before softly saying to Jing Chunxi, "Tomorrow, Prince Jing and Grandma will also be at Qiuyi Manor. They want to see the three of you." The corners of his mouth curled up slightly again.

After saying this, Jing Qiurong's face suddenly flushed and she became uncomfortable. She was about to meet her parents-in-law! She thought to herself, her fingers trembling with nervousness. She was not unmarried, and now she was only a good-class woman. She felt that she was not worthy of Jing Yi. She lowered her head, her eyes full of shyness and uneasiness.

Jing Yi immediately sensed her uneasiness and held her hand tightly under the table, squeezing it slightly. His hand was warm and strong, trying to convey a message to her: Don't be afraid, he's here.

Jing Qiurong raised her head, her eyes full of gratitude. She nodded slightly, and the tension in her heart eased a little.