Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 161 - : The Lucky Farmer is at Ease, While the Husband with No Heirs is Busy Pursuing His Wife 21
Chapter 161 -161: The Lucky Farmer is at Ease, While the Husband with No Heirs is Busy Pursuing His Wife 21
“When I went to find you, guess what I saw?” Fu Huaichu’s hand caressed her spine, his tone unhurried, “I saw massive pieces of broken walls and ruins, the entire Su Family village turned to char by a great fire, burnt to ash. Whether it was the planted fields or the medicinal herbs in the courtyard, everything was consumed by the blaze.”
At this moment, his voice had returned to calm, but only he knew that when he had seen this scene, his heart was almost completely shattered.
Fu Huaichu never wanted to recall this feeling a second time, even now, when he thought of it, and even though she was in his arms, he still felt a lingering fear.
As the Crown Prince of the Wang Dynasty, a future Emperor, he was actually afraid of not being able to find a mere girl.
Even he had not expected that just hosting a simple wedding ceremony, living together for a few days, he hadn’t thought he had fallen in love with Su Zhiruan. Everything was just utilization, but when he lost her and returned to his lonely life, in every midnight dream, he would think of the girl who once sweetly called him “Brother Erniu,” even if that name did not belong to him, but was stolen. He could not deny, and had no way to deny, that he had completely succumbed.
“I dug in our courtyard for three days and nights, but not even the bones remained. Whether it was the medicinal herbs or our house, the kitchen, or even a stray weed by the door, all turned to black ash, unable to be picked up again. I could not find anyone in the entire Su Family village,” Fu Huaichu’s voice had not yet finished when he leaned closer to her, and then nibbled at the corner of her lips, teasing, advancing step by step deeper.
“With my hands full of ashes, I prayed for three days, hoping you were not there, I’d rather you had fled far away, as long as you could save your life.” Fu Huaichu’s movements were forceful, and Su Zhiruan’s face looked as if it was touched with a light layer of blushing smoke, she tilted her head but he caught her accurately again in the darkness, “But you left there silently.”
“You’re the Crown Prince, with high status and power, the future Emperor,” Su Zhiruan turned her head again, her voice faint, “I am just a commoner, you hid your identity, and I took care of you. The Su Family village was razed by fire, you came looking for me, praying I was alive, we’re even now.”
Having said this, she tried to push Fu Huaichu away and leave.
“Even now?!” Fu Huaichu let her go, and after Su Zhiruan walked away, she heard behind her a mix of bitterness and self-mockery, even the voice was trembling with despair, “Su Zhiruan! Are you so eager to return because of another man? Because of the real Su Erniu? But you and I are the ones who went through the marriage ceremony, I am your rightful husband, I am the father of the child! What right do they have?! What right do they have?! Are you in such a hurry to go back to find him?”
He laughed bitterly, his voice trembling, his dark wide sleeves trailing on the ground, filling the air with the scent of wine.
If at that moment Su Zhiruan had turned around to look, she would have seen the Crown Prince, usually so elegant and detached as an Immortal, known for his decisive killings and cold-heartedness, now looking heart-wrenchingly desolate, like someone who had his heart gouged out, his ink-black hair cascading down, the corners of his red-rimmed eyes and lips, bitten by her, bleeding, spreading like smudged rouge, his expression helpless and full of self-loathing and loneliness, as if abandoned by the whole world.
He staggered forward two steps, but stopped five paces away from Su Zhiruan, as if begging for pity, for someone to take him in, his voice very soft, audible only to the both of them, “If you went to find them…”
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Su Zhiruan, seeing him about to fall, ultimately could not bear it. After a soft sigh, she stepped forward to support him, and Fu Huaichu’s face showed a satisfied smile, though it carried bitterness.
Outside the window, the wind picked up.
“What about me?” he asked in a low voice.
Su Zhiruan did not answer; she helped the prestigious Crown Prince of the dynasty sit on a soft cushion to one side, and pulled over another cushion to sit beside him.
The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.
Seeing the overcoat still on the ground, she stood up again to pick it up, shook it out, and put it back on.
Originally, she was worried that if Fu Huaichu found their mother and two children, he would take Zhezhi and Zheye away from her, never to see her own flesh and blood again.
But as it was now, it seemed Fu Huaichu’s desire to possess her might be a bit stronger than his desire for the children, and for a moment, Su Zhiruan also fell silent.
The two sat opposite each other for a long time until two more candles had burned out.
The wind outside died down a little, and a servant came forward to knock on the door, “Honored guest, I see the candles have gone out, would you like to light another?”
“No need, you may leave.” Fu Huaichu’s voice was indifferent, and then footstep sounds gradually faded away.
“Yesterday, I happened upon our children,” he looked towards Su Zhiruan, hesitated, then stopped.
“You can come to see the children,” Su Zhiruan said as she heard him, while she rearranged her hair bun, she spoke to Fu Huaichu, “Yesterday they were asking me where their father had gone.”
“I—” Fu Huaichu’s knuckles moved slightly upon hearing the latter part of her sentence. He thought of the two children he had accidentally encountered the day before, and in that instant, the bonds of blood made him yearn to see his own children, but he knew that he had not been involved in their lives at all before they turned three. He smiled wryly, “Will they resent me?”
“That’s for you to negotiate,” Su Zhiruan took a more laissez-faire approach to educating these two children. She adhered to the belief that each child is unique and has a personality, and would not impose her own thoughts to shackle them, she would only subtly guide them onto the right path, “These two little ones are too clever, spend some time with them, and you’ll understand their attitude towards you.”
“Soon, the Emperor and Empress will also visit Jiangnan,” Fu Huaichu suddenly mentioned, as he lifted his eyes towards Su Zhiruan, his tone became somewhat tentative, “Can we let them meet our children as well?”
Su Zhiruan had not expected to stumble upon such significant news. She had not anticipated that not just Fu Huaichu, but even the Emperor and Empress would come to Jiangnan. She nodded, “Okay.”
Then she became a bit curious, “With you and the Emperor and Empress all in Jiangnan, who will manage the Capital City?”
“The Third Prince,” Fu Huaichu said as he sat on the cushion, gazing deeply at her.
At this moment, the earlier tension between the two had dissipated, and they even seemed like long-time friends, able to sit together and casually chat.
Su Zhiruan thought about this legendary Third Prince she had not met, only heard that this prince had a passion for painting, had a rather quirky personality, and that, like Fu Huaichu, he was renowned in the Capital City as a handsome man.
To think that he was the one unceremoniously thrust into managing the court.
Afterward, they agreed on a time. Fu Huaichu had important matters on his trip to Jiangnan, and he hoped to visit the children Zhezhi and Zheye in a few days.
Su Zhiruan, after tidying up her attire, returned home with her two maids.
*
Five days later.
Su Zhiruan was discussing cooperation at the Silk Factory when she suddenly received a report from a close subordinate.
“Madam, two distinguished guests with extraordinary bearing have arrived at the residence. They claim to be here to visit their daughter-in-law and grandchildren, coming from the Capital City, and say their surname is Huang.”
Upon hearing this description, Su Zhiruan’s heart skipped a beat.
This—couldn’t be the Emperor and Empress, could it?
“Let them in, entertain them well,” Su Zhiruan ordered swiftly.
“The young master and miss have already instructed the servants, rest assured,” the subordinate mused, unable to help but reflect on the cleverness of the two children.
At this time, in the residence of Su Zhiruan—
