Resisting the Wind and Splendor

It took Chu Yihang a long time to process the message Chu Yueli had given him.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he turned around, his back to Chu Yueli, so that she wouldn't see his face.

Chu Yueli didn't follow him to look, because she knew that her third uncle was crying.

This grown man has suffered countless hardships outside. Over the years, except when facing the deaths of his relatives and comrades, he probably hasn't shed a single extra tear.

But unexpectedly, upon hearing the name Huo Qing, tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

A man doesn't easily shed tears, only because he hasn't reached that point of heartbreak yet.

Qing'er.

His Qing'er!

What a fool!

"Actually, my third aunt has been living in the capital all these years, not far from the Duke's mansion."

Chu Yueli let out a breath, and thinking of Huo Qing's infatuation and persistence over the years, her heart ached terribly.

“After the news of your death in battle was sent back, my third aunt went to the Duke’s mansion to pay her respects to my grandfather and begged him to let her stay in the Duke’s mansion so that she could take care of your filial duties in your place.”

"But my grandfather did not agree."

"Father certainly doesn't want Qing'er to be left in the Duke's mansion as a widow at such a young age. She can have a wonderful life of her own."

Chu Yihang closed his eyes, his voice still very hoarse.

"Yes, that's what Grandfather thought, but he didn't expect that Third Aunt would stay near the Duke's Mansion all these years and never forget you."

"During that autumn hunt, our Duke's mansion was short of people, and I hesitated for a long time before I finally dared to go to my third aunt."

"You have no idea how excited my third aunt was when I approached her. I didn't even need to say a word to persuade her; she agreed on her own."

"After the autumn hunt, everyone knew that Huo Qing was my third aunt. My grandfather had no choice but to accept that my third aunt could not accept any other man in her life except you."

"Therefore, my grandfather accepted her and let her live in the Duke's mansion."

As Chu Yihang listened, his large hand instinctively landed on his chest, pressing hard against the area where his heart was.

My heart is really sore and aching.

For his silly Qing'er.

"Third Uncle, Third Aunt really loves you to death. When you go back, you must treat her well."

Chu Yueli wiped her eyes again.

Her third uncle was crying, and she cried along with him. She had so many tears today, they were practically worthless.

"I know, I will cherish Qing'er, I swear." Chu Yihang turned around and rubbed her head: "Six years have passed, you've grown so tall, and you've even gotten married."

"My eldest brother got married too."

"I know." Chu Yihang looked at Lu Beimo standing behind Chu Yueli, and his mood quickly brightened again.

“Our little Ali has excellent taste. You even managed to capture the heart of such an outstanding Mo Wang.”

Chu Yueli pursed her lips, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Her taste... isn't that good after all.

The person I initially chose turned out to be a mistake.

Looking back, Lu Beimo remained quietly standing behind her, his silence on Chu Yihang's words implicitly confirming their agreement.

She has such good taste.

For him, as long as the person now belongs to him, it means she has ultimately chosen him.

Isn't this a result of having good foresight?

Lu Beimo reached out and took her small hand in his palm. He then looked at Chu Yihang and smiled, "Don't worry, Uncle. I don't know if she has good taste, but I'm sure I'm the best match for her."