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Shangguan Shaoyi gently held her in his arms, the scent of gunpowder wrapping around her tightly. Her Water-colored Eyes cleared the mist, becoming radiant, and her delicate, thick Eyelashes fluttered lightly. They looked at each other with tearful eyes, speechless and choked up. The two remained silent for a while until they heard Ling Heng's voice from outside, which brought them back to their senses.
“Dad, I heard from Uncle Zhang that Mom is here, right?”
Cheng Mosu was startled and turned to see that Ling Heng had grown a bit taller. His already dark Eyes were even brighter now, and he was staring straight at her. After a pause, he ran over to her, leaping into her embrace and rubbing against that area of Fragrance, “Mom, I missed you so much!”
Shangguan Shaoyi smiled as he held both of them in his arms. The long-awaited reunion filled all three of them with immense satisfaction.
“Young Commander, there’s still a Meeting to attend, please…”
“I know.” He stood up, ruffled Cheng Mosu's hair, his eyes revealing a hint of tenderness. “You take Ling Heng back to the room to wait for me; I’ll be back shortly.”
She nodded obediently and took Ling Heng's small hand. Under the guidance of Zhang's Deputy, they arrived at a small Mansion in the service area of the Barracks. Although the room was not luxurious, it could be considered well-equipped.
She opened the window, and a rich fragrance wafted in from outside. The abandoned Fireplace was hidden mysteriously, and the smooth, beautiful milky-white marble railing glistened. A gentle breeze passed by, bringing with it a rustling sound and the sweet songs of birds.
Seeing her delighted expression, Zhang's Deputy finally relaxed his worried heart. He thought that Cheng Mosu, being a young lady accustomed to a life of luxury, might not find much interest in such a simple environment, but this was already the best accommodation available in the Barracks.
He smiled and said, “As long as you like it, Madam. I’ll head back now to accompany Young Commander for the meeting.”
“Zhang's Deputy.” She called out softly to him, her voice and smile incredibly warm. “You’ve truly worked hard this time. If you don’t mind coming here tonight for a few drinks, I’d like to host you as a token of my gratitude.”
“Madam is being too polite; this is what I should do.”
Cheng Mosu shook her head with determination. Seeing this situation, he no longer hesitated and readily agreed.
As Cheng Mosu watched his figure gradually fade away, she found a rattan chair to sit down. The water-colored light in her eyes flowed over to Ling Huan, who stuck out his tongue, understanding that the criticism he had coming was inevitable.
"You know how dangerous it is to just run out like this."
"I know, Mom, I was wrong. Dad has already lectured me about it, so please don't say anything more." His voice grew softer, as if he had suffered quite a bit of grievance. "If it weren't for me, Uncle Ruan wouldn't have..."
Cheng Mosu's heart sank as she listened to Ling Huan explain the situation. A sharp pain struck her heart, especially recalling the poem that Ruan Yu had recited at the end. She slowly followed along with the words, and a tear silently streamed down her cheek.
She gently wiped away the tear. Ruan Yu was gone, but she was still alive. She could never return to that village with him or live that leisurely life again. She closed her eyes and resolved not to think about it anymore.
"Mom, please don't be sad. I will become very strong in the future and will definitely protect you and Dad." Ling Huan waved his little hands, his innocent smile revealing a sense of determination.
Cheng Mosu smiled faintly and raised her delicate fingertips. Ling Huan hurriedly stepped forward as she softly said, "But before that, Mom and Dad will definitely take good care of you."
"Mom." Ling Huan sniffed, stopping the tears that were about to fall, and smiled. "By the way, why hasn't Aunt Fengyin come? I miss her too!"
Cheng Mosu shook her head with a smile. "Deputy Zhang said only military families can come along. This is a critical moment; I can't really bring Aunt Fengyin here."
"Mom, if Aunt Fengyin marries Uncle Zhang, then she would be part of the military family too! She could come and be with us!" Ling Huan said with a hint of a smile. "Besides, Uncle Zhang should have feelings for Aunt Fengyin. Dad originally sent someone else to pick you up, but Uncle Zhang insisted on going himself—didn't he just want to see Aunt Fengyin?"
Cheng Mosu was taken aback and couldn't help but chuckle. "You really are clever for your age."
She indeed wanted to matchmake Feng Yin with Deputy Zhang because after all, Feng Yin couldn't follow her for a lifetime; she would always need a man to care for and protect her.
She had intended to test Zhang's Deputy's feelings that day at home, but Zhang's Deputy made it clear that even though he had feelings for Feng Yin, he did not want to drag her into endless waiting and worry.
However, who can predict the ways of the world? After so many years of turmoil, she understood one thing: the world is unpredictable, and as long as the heart is content, that is enough.
The worries, dangers, separations, and hardships are paths that everyone must traverse in this chaotic world. As long as one acts with a clear conscience, lives a fulfilling life, and follows their ideals, that is a complete ending.
"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Ling Huan waved her little hand in front of her.
"Nothing much, just thinking about some things from the past."
Upon hearing this, Ling Huan became interested. She looked at Ling Huan, intending to ask more questions, but couldn't help but smile lightly and said, "Alright, it's time for your nap."
"But I want to stay with you a little longer," Ling Huan pouted and said.
Her heart stirred slowly; she felt as if she was melting. Those calm eyes quietly gazed at Ling Huan, unsure of what to say. After a while, she finally said, "Be good and go lie down properly."
"Then you have to stay by my side and can't leave. You also have to tell me stories."
Cheng Mosu nodded and carried Ling Huan to bed. Ling Huan was quite heavy; she was almost unable to carry her. Ling Huan's jet-black eyes increasingly resembled her father's. As she rested her head on Ling Huan's arm, the fatigue of recent days vanished completely, and she fell into a deep sleep.
Zhang's Deputy slowly pushed open the door to the conference room and saw Skoson and Shangguan Shaoyi arguing as usual. This time it was not only about training methods but also about troop deployment routes and tactics; they were in a heated dispute. As far as he could remember, these two had never reached an agreement.
Zhang's Deputy shook his head in frustration as he watched Skoson storm out again. The meeting ended without resolution.
Shangguan Shaoyi furrowed his brows, reached for the Military Jacket, standing tall and imposing, and said, "The meeting is dismissed!"
He slowly gazed at Zhang's Deputy, noticing that Zhang's Deputy stood still, his expression softened a bit as he asked, "Are you satisfied with your stay, Cheng Mosu?"
"Yes, Young Mistress is very satisfied."
Only then did Shangguan Shaoyi reveal a slight smile, his gaze calming and gentle upon hearing news of Cheng Mosu. After a moment of silence, he added, "Zhang's Deputy, why don't you come over to my place for a drink tonight? You've worked hard lately."
Zhang's Deputy smiled silently and nodded, thinking that this couple truly was alike. He couldn't help but say, "Young Mistress has already invited me once, and now Young Commander has invited me again. It's really..."
He held back the rest of his words, but Shangguan Shaoyi understood he meant that they were truly in sync.
Shangguan Shaoyi raised an eyebrow, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Zhang's Deputy followed Shangguan Shaoyi back to the small Mansion and saw Cheng Mosu roasting something under a tree in the distance. Ling Heng sat beside her, trying to imitate her. Shangguan Shaoyi's mood relaxed a bit; the corners of his lips lifted further as he crossed his arms and stood at a distance watching his wife and child.
Cheng Mosu sat in a small wicker chair, her delicate hands made even whiter by the red earth. She seemed tired and twisted the embroidered handkerchief with Magnolia patterns in her hand, gently tapping it on her flushed white cheek. The strands of hair cascading down her waist were blown by the wind, and the swallowed sunlight grew dimmer; she seemed to blend into the encroaching night.
"Cheng Mosu." After watching for a while, he finally stepped forward to her side, filled with affection.
She smiled lightly upon seeing him return, her Water Eyes sparkling with light.
He reached out to embrace her; she curled up and gently leaned against him. Her small hands, now dirtied, slid across his Handsome Face, sending a refreshing sensation through him that made his heart flutter.
Ling Heng laughed heartily from the side, pointing at Shangguan Shaoyi and saying, "Dad has dirt on his face, he's become a calico cat."
Shangguan Shaoyi reached out and tapped his forehead, causing him to close his mouth. Shangguan Shaoyi then slowly smiled, suddenly feeling playful. He grabbed Cheng Mosu's Green Onion Jade Fingers and gently tapped them on Ling Heng's nose, laughing, "There you go, now you're a calico cat too."
Cheng Mosu's rose-colored lips lifted slightly as she watched the childish antics of the two, her mood brightening considerably. She extended her delicate jade fingers and smiled lightly, saying, "Two calico cats."
Zhang's Deputy couldn't help but lower his eyes, chuckling softly.
Cheng Mosu looked up at him and quickly got up. Her slender figure gracefully lifted her white wrist. "Zhang's Deputy, come sit here. I suddenly felt like having Beggar's Chicken today, so I tried making it. I don't know how it turned out. By the way, you all taste it first; I'll go get the small table from inside the house so we can enjoy a few drinks here. It would be a shame to waste this moonlight."
Before they could respond, she gently lifted the hem of her skirt and walked towards Inside the House. Shangguan Shaoyi couldn't bear to let his delicate wife lift the table and hurriedly followed her.
Cheng Mosu lightly moved to carry the small table. Her dark hair fell beside her cheek, framing her snow-white complexion even more beautifully. Her water-colored eyes were clear and pure. Seeing this, Shangguan Shaoyi directly took her hand and with a slight tug, snatched the small table from her grasp. She couldn't help but pout and smile adorably.
He led her back to the courtyard, where they found Ling Heng already eating. However, due to his status, Zhang's Deputy could only watch Ling Heng eat with envy, drooling slightly. She smiled gently and quickly handed a drumstick to Zhang's Deputy, softly saying, "Zhang's Deputy, please have this."
After all this time, Zhang's Deputy was indeed hungry and no longer refused; he accepted it and began to eat while praising the deliciousness.
She gave Shangguan Shaoyi a calm smile as they raised their cups to drink together. The moonlight cast a glow that illuminated the white fabric covering the ground.
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