The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 478 - 445: Pretty and Sweet—Where Can You Find a Wife Like That?

Chapter 478: Chapter 445: Pretty and Sweet—Where Can You Find a Wife Like That?

On the way back, Yuanbao was in an exceptionally good mood, feeling incredibly energized.

Zhao Xi noticed him completely lost in his own thoughts and, speechless for a moment, extended his hand, "Give it here."

"What?"

Zhao Xi’s thoughts often leapt to extraordinary lengths, leaving Yuanbao frequently unable to keep up.

"The ancestral heirloom." Zhao Xi’s gaze fell upon him. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Yuanbao instinctively looked down at the Jade Pendant still clutched in his hand, holding it even tighter, "Why, once something is given away, do you plan to take it back?"

Zhao Xi: "That is the Xie Family’s ancestral heirloom. Are you certain you want to give it to Miss Ye?"

Yuanbao looked closely again at the Jade Pendant, his expression extremely complex, "When did this thing become your family heirloom?"

"It’s a Royal Family item anyway. If I say it is, then it is,"

Zhao Xi said, not forgetting to extend his hand again, "Give it here, don’t hold onto it. Keeping that thing won’t bring you any good in the future."

Yuanbao hadn’t truly intended to give Zhao Xi’s thing to a young girl, so after careful consideration, he returned it to Zhao Xi and then asked him, "When is the next horse polo match?"

Zhao Xi answered truthfully, "Generally once each in the spring, summer, and autumn. Of course, if you have enough influence, you can also spend money to organize one yourself. As for whether you can invite Miss Ye, that depends on your own capability."

Yuanbao recalled the snacks and fruits served in the VIP section today. They weren’t something money alone could buy. To organize it himself, money might be solvable, but in terms of grandeur, he couldn’t match Prince Ding’s style.

Moreover, he didn’t necessarily have to resort to such laborious means to see her, right?

Thinking of the young girl’s gentle and soft demeanor, and today’s group of wolf cubs at the event, Yuanbao felt it was better to act early. Otherwise, if he went late, there wouldn’t even be a crack in the door.

When he reached the Imperial City Gate, Yuanbao looked at the towering palace walls and suddenly thought of something. He decided not to enter the city and said to Zhao Xi, "I want to go home today."

Anticipating Zhao Xi’s disapproval, he quickly added before Zhao Xi could speak, "Your Highness has taken charge of the Divine Soldier Bureau, no need to get up in the middle of the night to study anymore, right? Don’t worry, I’ll definitely be at the Divine Soldier Bureau on time tomorrow morning."

Zhao Xi looked at him, feeling that the preening peacock was not only overestimating itself but also extremely busy.

He didn’t stop him, "Go ahead!"

This was probably the most straightforward time Zhao Xi had agreed since Yuanbao had been clamoring to leave the palace.

Fearing he might change his mind, Yuanbao quickly thanked him, turned his horse around, and galloped towards his own household.

Song Wei had been particularly busy lately and usually didn’t leave the Lower Court on time, so at this hour, he hadn’t returned home yet.

Granny Song had gone to visit the Xie Family, Old Song was drinking with the old man next door, leaving only Wen Wan at home with Jinbao.

The little guy was thrilled to hear his brother was back, running out with short legs wanting a hug.

The nearly four-year-old little guy was getting heavier, and Yuanbao couldn’t lift him, so he just gave a big bear hug and asked if Jinbao missed his brother.

Jinbao glanced at his brother’s empty hands and said he didn’t really miss him.

Yuanbao then magically produced a freshly made sugar figure, wavering it before him, asking again if he missed him.

Jinbao took the sugar figure, bashfully saying he missed him a bit.

Yuanbao then conjured up a big bag of sugar-coated chestnuts and asked again if he missed him.

The little one was delighted now, nodding more earnestly than a pecking chick, endlessly saying he missed him, missed his brother, and missed the sugar-coated chestnuts in his brother’s hand even more.

Yuanbao handed over the snacks with one hand and lightly knocked his head with the other, "So you wouldn’t miss your brother unless there are snacks, hmm?"

Jinbao had already popped a chestnut into his mouth, replying vaguely, realizing it wasn’t right and shaking his head vigorously.

His demeanor reminded Yuanbao of the little girl at the polo field today.

Coming to his senses, Yuanbao jokingly scolded, "You little heartless thing."

Jinbao just kept eating, not caring what his brother said, knowing he wouldn’t really get mad.

Wen Wan pushed the door open, seeing Yuanbao sitting on a stone bench in a daze while Jinbao was happily eating snacks, with chestnut shells all over the ground.

She asked, full of curiosity, "Yuanbao, why did you suddenly come back?"

Because Zhao Xi’s rules were strict, the Song family had gotten used to him returning home only a few times a year for the past two years.

Returning on a non-holiday like today indeed surprised them.

Hearing Wen Wan’s voice, Yuanbao snapped back to reality, after a moment of silence, he said to his mother, "Didn’t you and dad always worry about me stringing people along? I won’t do that from now on."

Wen Wan sensed there was more to the story and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the stone bench before sitting down, "So, have you set your sights on someone?"

The previous bravado Yuanbao had on the polo field disappeared, now feeling a bit embarrassed when Wen Wan asked him, "I saw someone today."

Wen Wan didn’t interrupt, waiting for him to continue.

Yuanbao continued, "I think she’s the girl I want to marry."

Wen Wan didn’t ask anything else, "Is she pretty?"

Pretty, damn pretty!

Yuanbao tried to maintain a sliver of composure, "Pretty good-looking."

Wen Wan remembered what he once said, "Didn’t you say she has to be especially pretty?"

He even said if his wife wasn’t good-looking, he wouldn’t have the motivation to become the top scholar, causing her to constantly inquire about pretty girls whenever she went out, making Lin Xiaoyue think she was obsessed.

"No... Mom, have you ever seen a girl who is pretty, with a sweet and soft voice, eyes as clear as spring water, and just standing there makes you feel everything is perfect?"

So perfect it made his fifteen-year-old heart feel overwhelmed.

Wen Wan: "...No, I haven’t."

"Well, I saw one!" He proudly raised his eyebrows, "At the polo field in the south of the city."

Yuanbao had always been a bit offbeat, and Wen Wan had seen that before, but jumping out of character like today was a first.

If she hadn’t spent so many days with him, familiar with his every move, Wen Wan might have thought the boy had been swapped with someone else.

After listening to him for a while, Wen Wan finally caught a hint of something, a fifteen-year-old boy with a budding spring feeling, no wonder once he started talking, he couldn’t stop, praising that girl to the skies.

Wen Wan thought that given Yuanbao’s taste, the girl he fancied couldn’t be bad, probably pretty but definitely not as exaggerated as he described.

After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and the girl in his eyes might differ slightly from reality.

However, Yuanbao was in the stage of young love, and Wen Wan didn’t want to pour cold water on him directly, calmly saying, "First tell me which family’s girl she is, and tonight I’ll discuss with your father to see if there’s a way to help you."

Yuanbao knew Wen Wan would definitely agree to help him, grinning, "She’s Cloud General’s daughter, her surname is Ye, and her name is Ye Ling. As for her position in the family, I don’t know. After all, it was my first time seeing her today, I couldn’t just randomly ask about her, could I?"

Wen Wan’s focus was on "Cloud General," "You’re interested in the General Mansion’s daughter?"

It’s not that Wen Wan looked down on daughters from military families; it’s just that the first impression of them was that they might be a bit fierce, and Wen Wan was worried Yuanbao couldn’t handle that kind of girl.

"The young girl is not fierce at all." Yuanbao, seeing through Wen Wan’s concern, explained, "She’s a good girl."

Wen Wan couldn’t help but laugh, "You yourself said you just met her today, how do you know she’s such a good girl?"

"Instinct," Yuanbao said, "Anyway, in my eyes, she’s pretty good."

Wen Wan: "...Wasn’t your point about her being pretty?"

"She is pretty, both pretty and good. Where else can you find such a wife?"