Chapter 844

"This place is isolated from the outside world; I reckon even the Jade Pure Sect cannot discover Sister-in-Law's whereabouts. You may also go to the outside world with peace of mind and create great achievements together with President Jiang..."

Although Jiang Ming was somewhat reluctant to see Jiang Xuanji leave, he understood that everyone has their own aspirations, and he had no right to stop the other from seeking better development.

All he could do was silently wish the other a safe journey and a bright future in his heart, and take good care of the other's wife with all his sincerity.

Jiang Shan, standing nearby, suddenly changed expression.

He had not expected that the Garrison Commander would agree so easily to let Jiang Xuanji leave.

He clearly understood Jiang Xuanji's importance to the other.

Yet even so, the other still gave up just like that.

This Garrison Commander's state of mind is truly extraordinary.

As Jiang Ming's voice fell.

After pondering repeatedly, Jiang Xuanji finally made a decision.

He faced Jiang Shan, cupped his fists, and said, "Since President Jiang thinks so highly of me, I am willing to go!"

Jiang Shan smiled and said, "Good."

Jiang Xuanji looked deeply at Bai Bingyun: "Bingyun, take good care of your pregnancy during this time; wait for me to return..."

Having said this, he suddenly turned around, preparing to leave.

But just at this moment, Jiang Ming suddenly said, "Cousin Xuanji, why must you be so impatient?"

"Nowadays, although you and Sister-in-Law have the reality of husband and wife, you lack the name of it; if you leave just like this, won't you be leaving Sister-in-Law alone to bear the criticism?"

"In my opinion, before departing, you two might as well hold a wedding first; after getting married, it will not be too late to go out and help President Jiang..."

At these words, Jiang Xuanji immediately stopped in his tracks, frozen on the spot.

He turned his head to look at the crowd in the room, couldn't help but flush red, scratched his head, and felt extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, he wished he could find a corner to crawl into.

Bai Bingyun likewise showed a shy blush on her face, appearing somewhat embarrassed.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ming and Jiang Shan couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.

Not long after.

Wudan City, the Jiang family ancestral home.

The residence of the Prefect of Tiandou Prefecture Prefecture is located here.

Inside the courtyard, a group of people had gathered.

Prefect Ding Xuan lay on a rattan chair, legs crossed, his face full of smiles.

Beside him stood his wife, Nangong Bing.

Standing before him were a man and a woman.

They were his only son, Nangong Yanzhi, and his daughter-in-law, Jiang Beiwen.

Seeing the two so exceptionally affectionate, Ding Xuan's face was filled with emotion.

Who could have thought that a former tiny City Lord of Wudan City would actually be able to reach such a height today?

Not only has his cultivation base advanced by leaps and bounds and his lifespan greatly increased, but he also fortunately became the Prefect of Tiandou Prefecture Prefecture.

Furthermore, he gained the unanimous "recognition" of the entire Nangong family, successfully bringing his wife and son back into the residence.

Until now, even his son Nangong Yanzhi has happily found a good match.

Such a perfect life, if placed in the past, would truly be something one wouldn't dare to dream of!

"My lord Prefect, there is a result..."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from beside him, interrupting his reverie.

Ding Xuan quickly reined in his thoughts and looked toward the source of the sound.

The speaker was an old man wearing a gray robe.

This person was a rogue cultivator at the Moon Wheel realm; because he wanted to curry favor with the Cangwu Jiang family but struggled to find a connection, he thought of relying on Ding Xuan instead.

"What is the result?"

Strong anticipation appeared on Ding Xuan's face.

The old man cupped his fists and said, "Reporting to my lord Prefect, the Young Madam is indeed pregnant, and according to the secret technique passed down from my ancestors, it can be determined that she is carrying a boy..."

As his voice fell, everyone present was momentarily stunned.

The first person to react was Ding Xuan.

He suddenly leaped up from the rattan chair and quickly walked over to stand before Nangong Yanzhi and Jiang Beiwen.

Gazing at Jiang Beiwen's belly, he was overwhelmed with ecstatic joy: "Hahaha, I, Ding Mou, am going to be a grandfather!"

At the sound of his voice, Nangong Yanzhi and Jiang Beiwen came to their senses.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with delight.

Then, Nangong Yanzhi reached out his hand and gently stroked his wife's abdomen.

He looked at Ding Xuan and said softly, "Father, since Beiwen is already pregnant, why not name your grandson in advance..."

In an instant, the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone looked together at Ding Xuan, waiting for him to speak.

Ding Xuan paused slightly, then fell into deep thought.

More than ten breaths later.

Ding Xuan said leisurely, "In the past, when I discussed matters with my adopted father, I once said that if Zhi'er had offspring, they should follow the Jiang surname..."

Hearing this, Nangong Yanzhi's expression remained normal, showing no reaction.

Several months ago, he had already heard his father mention this matter, so he had long since prepared himself mentally.

But the surrounding guards of the Prefect had never heard of this before, causing them all to display strange expressions.

Our Prefecture Lord is truly extraordinary.

Not only does his son not take his surname, but chose to take the Nangong surname.

Even his grandson doesn't take his surname, but instead takes the Jiang family surname.

Three generations in one family, each generation different.

The Prefecture Lord is truly a man of great perseverance, beyond what we could ever hope to match.

No wonder we can't climb to high positions — turns out everything has a pattern to follow........

At this moment, under everyone's gaze.

Ding Xuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and blurted out: "Let's call him Baitian — what do you think?"