Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Jilanyuan,

Every corner was filled with fully armed prince guards, their insignia clearly visible and undisguised.

While entry and exit from the courtyard were not entirely blocked, one had to undergo a body search by more than one person.

Even when Xia Ji personally led his men to visit Xia Youmi, they were still stopped outside.

"Hmph! I'm not going!" Xia Ji turned to leave, but his subordinates stopped him.

The middle-aged man was also very troubled. He had finally managed to persuade the master to come and comfort the young lady in person, but he was afraid that the trip would end prematurely.

The root of the conflict within this family wasn't unknown to anyone; it was just that no one was involved.

Can,

This could really cause a fatal incident.

They were all willing to go through the trouble and persuaded others more diligently than anyone else.

Qiu Xian had followed Xia Ji for over a decade and knew him well; he was stubborn, not bad enough, but good enough, though only half-baked.

You can persuade such a person for a while, but in the end they will only follow the most comfortable and convenient path.

They completely disregard how many people are affected.

While they were hesitating outside the Jilan Courtyard, Xia Youmi, along with Nianzhu and Nianzhen, prepared to leave the courtyard. The two were worried that Xia Youmi would be at a disadvantage against the guards, so they insisted on accompanying her to complete her daily greetings before they would see a doctor.

Unfortunately, I had no choice but to set off early.

The courtyard gate was wide open.

Looking at the tall, somewhat weathered figure outside the door, the word "father" stuck in his throat.

Their eyes met, and Xia Ji was somewhat at a loss for words; an awkward atmosphere hung in the air. When his wife was alive, their daughter was still a tiny child. Back then, he felt a mix of panic at the sight of a vulnerable infant and worldly satisfaction.

But as time went on,

One of them is a reckless young master who has never known the value of treasures and has a strange sense of the bloodline he has given birth to.

The greatest hardship he endured was military training.

Family ties, romantic love, and reputation are all readily available.

He had merely gone to war and returned victorious, yet now he had someone openly and legitimately stealing his wife's heart and soul.

Because he did not show fatherly love in the first place, and did not develop a natural and selfless love for the little dumpling.

The gentle lady ignored him, neither scolding nor being fierce, but only looking at him with disappointed eyes.

But Xia Ji couldn't stand it!

He hates exploring anything that requires thinking.

His wife was ill, but he was completely tied up with her. Being valued by others meant that he lost his autonomy.

Xia Ji instructed his household staff to write to him regularly, discussing all sorts of trivial matters. His quick-witted subordinate, Qiu Xian, was also required to read the letters. Hopefully, this would lead to a solution for maintaining good relations.

such,

The lady will be happier; illness and such will pass quickly, won't it?

thus,

He knew his daughter was more sensible now, he knew about their interactions, and he knew that Rao Ai could take care of her to some extent.

But gradually, the daughter became more and more fearful and anxious.

It turned into a difficult problem again.

Before he could even find someone to help, his wife passed away, and his daughter seemed to have suffered some kind of shock and became mentally impaired.

It seems I've completely forgotten all the etiquette, rules, and worldly wisdom that my wife taught me.

Even calling him "father" was something Rao Yuan had to teach him repeatedly; he was simply unruly and incapable of taking on any important task.

later,

Seeing that the new mother and daughter got along well, Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head, no longer interfering.

Even now, the father and daughter speak less to each other than he shouts at the enemy on the battlefield. She looks like a beautiful young woman about to get married, but her body is so thin and frail, as if she could die at any moment.

Summer pepper has a mixed flavor, even more bitter than accidentally eating Coptis chinensis.

Nianzhu and Nianzhen had already bowed first, and Xia Youmi followed suit, bowing her head but remaining silent.

Qiu Xian also greeted Xia Youmi with great respect. He was always meticulous in his actions, and besides, the future of this person was hard to predict.

I'm afraid,

The rise and fall of the Xia family are all tied to her.

Encouraged by Qiu Xian, Xia Ji finally broke the awkward silence.

"Get up!" he said, then leaned closer to look at Xia Youmi, seemingly trying to find a topic to talk about, "Uh... you look good."

Qiu Xian clenched his fists, speechless at his master's lack of tact. The young lady was clearly ill; she didn't look well at all!

Nianzhu and Nianzhen were also very careful, afraid that their young lady would be disappointed and hurt again upon hearing these words.

Can,

But little did anyone know that Xia Ji was telling the truth.

The night his daughter was sent back by the Fourth Prince, before the guards arrived at the mansion, he had visited Jilan Courtyard.

Back then, her condition and complexion were definitely not as good as they are now.

Although there was awkwardness and unease, the calm in the other person's eyes couldn't lie. Xia Ji always trusted his intuition, so he said it that way.

"Father," Xia Youmi greeted in a low voice. She stepped aside and invited the two of them into the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, Xia Ji's perception was even more acute than imagined.

If Xia Youmi hadn't been paying close attention to the changes in his eyes every year, she wouldn't have realized she needed to change her strategy.

at first,

There was nothing wrong with their distant behavior.

Xia Youmi maintained her gentleness and stubbornness.

Xia Ji was plunged into an indescribable bitterness.

But when the people around him greeted him, Xia Ji moved closer and looked directly into her eyes, and surprisingly, the cautiousness he had been holding onto disappeared.

He appeared somewhat relaxed.

Realizing that Xia Ji was right, she realized that someone who hadn't been neglected for years and didn't seek her father's love couldn't portray the original owner's complex personality.

Although an 80 or 90-point performance can be heartbreaking, those are not intuitive strange.

Fortunately,

With the impact of the Fourth Prince as an external force, it was enough for her to change naturally.

They don't understand each other at all.

......

"Understood. I'll arrange for a few people to take care of the chores in your yard." Xia Ji surveyed the somewhat chaotic yard, his displeasure deepening. It looked like it had been ransacked; did he think he wouldn't notice something amiss?

It seems that the punishment given to the Rao family was not severe enough.

So, we'll start with what she cares about most and tell her to behave herself.

“If you need anything, just tell Mr. Qiu. Your mother has already arranged the dowry, but you can’t bring so many boxes of items into the mansion.” Xia Ji looked around. “You can arrange for someone to take care of it in advance.”

"Yes!"

Seeing his daughter's obedient appearance, Xia Ji's impatience in dealing with troublesome matters eased somewhat.

"If you need anything, send someone to the front yard to find Mr. Qiu. He is currently acting as the housekeeper. Don't go out these days; just focus on recovering."

"Yes."

Xia Ji's expression softened a bit, and he offered her a rare piece of advice, "Don't hold a grudge against the Fourth Prince. The fact that those people don't hold it against you is already a sign of their magnanimity, and it's a blessing in your life."

Xia Youmi looked up and stared straight into Xia Ji's eyes.

Just as he was about to frown, wondering if he had said too much and made the other person want to take advantage of him, Xia Ji suddenly saw the clear confusion and bewilderment in his daughter's bright eyes.

Yes, what does she know?

I'm so old and I still don't understand love, though there's an element of blindness to it.

but,

What does a sheltered young girl like her know?

Xia Ji's head started to ache again. He waved to Qiu Xian, signaling him to explain the trouble.

Qiu Xian was also at a loss.

It seems that the young lady wasn't just being foolish out of deliberate ignorance; she genuinely lacked social skills!

They're about to enter the manor; how can there be time to teach them!

At last,

The two of them walked away with increasingly heavy steps.

The three people who stayed behind to wait for the imperial physician were in a good mood.