"Mr. Ji, are you also going up the mountain this afternoon?" Su Zhiruan was assisted by him to the outer room and sat down on a stool. She looked up at Ji Xiaoyuan, her hands cupping her cheeks, glanced at the dishes in the bowl, and then at the burly man who was ladling porridge.
The man put the bowl of porridge in front of Su Zhiruan and replied, "Not going to the mountain, I’ll sell the herbs at the market and then come back to concoct medicine for you."
"Do you make a living by selling herbs?" Su Zhiruan turned her head and could see the dried herbs in the yard. Then she turned back, picked up the chopsticks, and feigned reassurance, "I’m sorry, these past days I have caused you to incur expenses on my behalf. When my family finds me, I will definitely offer silver taels as recompense."
Regarding taking a wife and having children, he sometimes thought about it, but back then, he was the powerful Regent King, and all the women who tried to get close to him, without exception, had their own agendas.
Some wanted to forge a marriage alliance with him to strengthen their own family’s power, while others were scheming individuals who sought to plant spies at his side.
Tired of all this, Ji Xiaoyuan rejected them outright.
Even three days before he planned to retire and return to farming, he heard that his nephew, the Emperor, had arranged a marriage for him with some Princess Jialan from the Wan Dynasty!
He couldn’t even be bothered with the women around him, let alone cajole a strange girl from an enemy state whose name he didn’t even know. So, he decisively left.
Upon arriving in the village, indeed, several women showed him favor and even tried to marry him. But Ji Xiaoyuan, who had concealed his identity as the Regent King to live as an ordinary person to avoid such matters, was not about to take a wife and have children.
He never hid his true feelings in his heart, and this time was no exception.
Ji Xiaoyuan could not deny that he had developed a great liking for the girl before him, and even had the faint beginnings of affection.
She had fallen from a cliff amidst a chase, and after observing for a while, he chose to rescue her — a decision he made on his own, unrelated to others.
Perhaps, the moment he saw her, Ji Xiaoyuan felt his heart stir, his usually still lake of a heart beginning to ripple with change.
However, he was also good at concealing his emotions. Soon, Ji Xiaoyuan walked over and shook the girl who was sound asleep, "Miss Ruan Ruan, get up for breakfast."
Su Zhiruan’s fingers twitched, she woke from her dream, slowly opened her eyes, and yawned, "So sleepy." Updates are released by N0velFire.ɴet
"Eat before you sleep," Ji Xiaoyuan extended his arm, indicating she could grab on to it, "Take it slow, don’t press on your leg."
Submissively, Su Zhiruan nodded, stood up, and even patted down the two strands of hair sticking up on top of her head that she didn’t remember tying up.
"Mr. Ji, are you also going up the mountain this afternoon?" Su Zhiruan was assisted by him to the outer room and sat down on a stool. She looked up at Ji Xiaoyuan, her hands cupping her cheeks, glanced at the dishes in the bowl, and then at the burly man who was ladling porridge.
The man put the bowl of porridge in front of Su Zhiruan and replied, "Not going to the mountain, I’ll sell the herbs at the market and then come back to concoct medicine for you."
"Do you make a living by selling herbs?" Su Zhiruan turned her head and could see the dried herbs in the yard. Then she turned back, picked up the chopsticks, and feigned reassurance, "I’m sorry, these past days I have caused you to incur expenses on my behalf. When my family finds me, I will definitely offer silver taels as recompense."
Regarding taking a wife and having children, he sometimes thought about it, but back then, he was the powerful Regent King, and all the women who tried to get close to him, without exception, had their own agendas.
Some wanted to forge a marriage alliance with him to strengthen their own family’s power, while others were scheming individuals who sought to plant spies at his side.
Tired of all this, Ji Xiaoyuan rejected them outright.
Even three days before he planned to retire and return to farming, he heard that his nephew, the Emperor, had arranged a marriage for him with some Princess Jialan from the Wan Dynasty!
He couldn’t even be bothered with the women around him, let alone cajole a strange girl from an enemy state whose name he didn’t even know. So, he decisively left.
Upon arriving in the village, indeed, several women showed him favor and even tried to marry him. But Ji Xiaoyuan, who had concealed his identity as the Regent King to live as an ordinary person to avoid such matters, was not about to take a wife and have children.
He never hid his true feelings in his heart, and this time was no exception.
Ji Xiaoyuan could not deny that he had developed a great liking for the girl before him, and even had the faint beginnings of affection.
She had fallen from a cliff amidst a chase, and after observing for a while, he chose to rescue her — a decision he made on his own, unrelated to others.