Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress-Chapter 893 - 890: Delusional Dreams

Bai Qingjue’s eyes burned painfully, moving slowly as he dismounted, his throat seemed blocked, unable to make a sound, he just fixed his eyes on Bai Jinzhao running swiftly towards him. He quickly raised a hand to embrace Bai Jinzhao in his arms.

"Seventh Brother! Seventh Brother, you’re finally back! Mother and we all thought you were gone! Little Seventeen is gone... The march records said you were gone too, Mother had no will to live, spending her days fasting and chanting Buddha..."

Listening to his sister cry in his arms, he tightly grasped the reins with one hand, gently stroking his sister’s head with the other, softly apologizing, "It’s Seventh Brother’s fault, I’ve returned too late! Made you all worried!"

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Mrs. Fang was sitting in the mansion, sipping tea, when she suddenly heard the news of Bai Qingjue’s return from the dead, startling her to stand up: "What did you say?! The Seventh Son of the Bai family?! The Bai family’s Seventh Son... is the legitimate son of Bai Qichuan, Bai Qingjue?!"

Puliu, who had originally been smiling while delivering the news, was startled by Mrs. Fang’s reaction, nodded and said, "Indeed! The master wants the madam to prepare a gift from the storeroom, to personally deliver it to the Bai Mansion this afternoon..."

Hearing this, Mrs. Fang slumped back onto the couch: "The Seventh Son of the Bai family is back..."

"Madam?" Puliu saw Mrs. Fang’s pale face, thinking she felt unwell, hurriedly approached, "Madam, what’s wrong?"

"This... with the return of the Seventh Son of the Bai family, doesn’t it mean there’s no place for my A Ping on the throne in the future?!" Mrs. Fang’s eyes suddenly turned red, tears about to fall. A Ping and Bai Qingyan were so close; even if A Ping wasn’t chosen, once he’s married and has children, his offspring could be adopted to become the Emperor!

Ever since Bai Qingyan’s ascension to the throne was announced, Mrs. Fang had been plotting within the clan, believing that if Bai Qingyan were to pass on the throne, it should be to Bai Qingping, or if she preferred to choose an adopted child from within the clan, it should be a child of someone close to her, which would still be Bai Qingping.

Thus, a few days ago, Mrs. Fang had already sent someone back to discuss this matter with her brother, hoping he would marry off his legitimate daughter to Bai Qingping so they could marry and have a son soon, so her grandson could become the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty in the future.

But now, with Bai Qingjue’s return, considering both bloodline and emotional ties... the relationship between the Seventh Son of the Bai family and Bai Qingyan would undoubtedly surpass that of Bai Qingyan and Bai Qingping. Even if someone were to be adopted, certainly Bai Qingyan would adopt Bai Qingjue’s child, so what should be done?

If that’s the case, won’t the throne that seemed within reach be lost?

Puliu listened to Mrs. Fang’s words, eyes wide in disbelief: "Madam, even if the Seventh Son of the Bai family didn’t return, that throne has nothing to do with the young master!"

Where did such wishful thinking come from!

"What do you know! Among those Bai Qingyan is close to in the clan, there’s only my A Ping! Back then she had nowhere to turn, could only rely on my A Ping, but now with Bai Qingjue back, my A Ping won’t be pushed aside?!" novelbuddy-cσ๓

"Madam!" Puliu exclaimed, "That is His Majesty, how can you directly call him by name!"

Mrs. Fang felt aggrieved, waving her handkerchief, choking up, "What’s wrong with saying it in my own house!"

Puliu saw Mrs. Fang’s face full of grievances, tears falling, and refrained from advising further, quietly stood to one side, not making a sound.

Bai Mansion.

Mrs. Wang, the fourth wife, received the news that Bai Qingjue was back, both surprised and delighted she rushed to the front courtyard, and upon seeing Mrs. Dong, Mrs. Li, and Mrs. Qi already there, she hurriedly wiped her tears with a handkerchief and saluted Mrs. Dong: "Heard that Ah Jue is back, I... I..."

"Alright!" Mrs. Dong gently patted Mrs. Wang’s hand, helping her rise, "Let’s go to the gate to welcome the child!"

Mrs. Wang nodded, tears like a broken string, and together with the other ladies walked to the outside of the Bai Mansion, awaiting the return of the Bai family’s son, Bai Qingjue, who had been gone for three years and risen from the dead.

The news of Bai Qingjue’s return quickly spread throughout Shuoyang City. Upon hearing the news, the people of Shuoyang gathered at the gates of the Bai Mansion, along with several Bai family ladies, wanting to see what outstanding demeanor the Bai family’s Seventh Son had.

Fourth wife Mrs. Wang kept craning her neck to look into the distance, suddenly hearing the crowd shout "Here they come! Here they come!", Mrs. Wang hurriedly picked up her moonlit skirt’s hem and stepped down from the steps at the front of the Bai Mansion, indeed seeing at the end of the long street illuminated by the bright sun, three people riding fine horses approaching.

One was Bai Jinzhao, another was Shen Kunyang... and the third was her son, Bai Qingjue.

As soon as Mrs. Wang saw her son’s silhouette, she couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. It was obviously a happy event, yet why did her heart feel so sorrowful? She tightly clutched the clothes in front of her chest, tears flowing down in a rush.

Bai Qingjue saw his mother, saw the people of the Bai family standing at the gate of the Bai Mansion, his eyes stung, his vision blurred, he couldn’t help but speed up and rush towards his mother... towards home.

Bai Qingjue was the first to reach the Bai Mansion’s gate, reining in his horse, looking towards his mother and all the aunts and uncles, his throat ached, letting go of the reins, leaped off the horse, took a few steps forward, knelt down at the gate of the Bai Mansion, placed his helmet beside him, solemnly bowed, held back tears, choked up and loudly said, "Youlong Cavalry Camp’s Bai family’s Seventh Son... Bai Qingjue, returns home safely."

Fourth wife Mrs. Wang, upon hearing her son’s safe return, quickly ran down from the high steps.

Bai Qingjue stood tall, meeting his mother’s eyes, finally unable to hold back his tears, choking out a call, "Mother..."

Mrs. Wang wanted to respond to her son, but her heart felt like it was being shredded by a knife for some reason, she could only let out a heart-wrenching cry, she embraced her son, crying loudly, kneeling together with him.

Sweaty hands cradling her son’s face, carefully examining the increasingly similar features to his father, repeatedly stroking... as if afraid this was all just a dream.

She thought she’d never hear her son call her mother again, she thought her husband couldn’t protect their children, leaving them all in the southern frontier...

"Mother..." Bai Qingjue raised his hand to wipe away his mother’s tears, "Son is back! Son returned late..."

They say men shouldn’t cry easily, but after facing life and death and seeing family again, Bai Qingjue couldn’t hold it in, his nostrils flaring, unable to stop the tears.

Mrs. Wang’s heart was about to break, tightly holding her son in her arms, looking up and weeping.

She once hated the heavens so much, but now she is so grateful to the heavens, she thanks the heavens for giving her Ah Jue back!

Mrs. Dong, Mrs. Li, and Mrs. Qi stood at the door wiping tears with handkerchiefs. It was Mrs. Dong who spoke first: "Alright! It’s not right to be crying outside like this. The child has finally returned, let’s go inside! We’ll talk in the house!"

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