Chapter 182

One hour later, outside the City Lord's Manor of Beihuang City.

Yu'an tightly clutched the sleeve of her great-grandmother with her small hands, her big eyes brimming with tears, her little mouth pouting as if she wanted to cry but held back.

Opening her mouth, she spoke in a soft, childish voice tinged with sobs.

"Great-grandmother, really, can't you take Yu'an with you?"

Seeing this tearful little appearance, Cheng Old Madam felt heartbroken and gently rubbed the little one's head.

"Yu'an, be good. Wait until we finish our affairs, then I'll come pick you up and bring you home."

Having said that, she turned her gaze toward the Chen father and son.

"Trouble you two."

Chen Delin nodded solemnly.

"Old Madam, rest assured, we will certainly take good care of Yu'an."

"As for the grain and fodder, you all can also rest assured; once the several of you set out, we will arrange people to transport the grain and fodder out."

Cheng Old Madam slightly bowed her head toward the two, expressing her thanks solemnly.

"Thank you."

After saying this, she turned around and was the first to get into the carriage, but at the moment the curtain was lowered, she could no longer hold back, and her eyes instantly reddened.

Yu'an sniffled her little nose, tears dropping patter-patter, one hand holding her grandmother, the other holding her mother.

"Grandmother, mother, Yu'an doesn't want to be separated from you."

Tian Qin squatted down, embraced the little one in her arms and kissed her, then, suppressing her reluctance, she hardened her heart, gritted her teeth, turned around and mounted her horse.

Watching the departing backs of the elders, Yu'an pouted her little mouth, silently shedding tears in a wronged manner.

Why won't they take him along?

He has a protective talisman, and also a treasure chest, he can help the elders.

Chen Delin let out a sigh.

"Yu'an, your great-grandmother and the others will surely be fine, they will definitely come to pick you up soon."

"Yes, Yu'an, Old Madam and the others are so capable, they will definitely be alright."

"During this time, it would be wonderful if you could stay at my home, we can play together again!"

After Yi Jiang said this, his body unconsciously shrank.

Strange, why does my back feel cool?

He turned his head and saw his own father staring at him with a half-smile.

Oh no, I almost forgot his father is also here.

He gave an embarrassed laugh and hurriedly corrected himself.

"I mean, we can attend class together, study together, and when we have free time, we can go out to play together."

Chen Ying gave him a warning glare, then turned to look at Yu'an, her tone softening.

"Old Madam and the others aren't taking you along to protect you, but even if you don't go with them, Yu'an can still help."

The little dumpling stared with wet, big eyes, looking pitifully at him, her eye sockets and the tip of her nose red.

"Really?"

Chen Ying nodded.

"Yu'an, take good care of yourself, don't let the elders worry, and you've already helped a great deal."

The little one sniffled her nose, nodded her little head, and even stretched out her hand, just like the elders usually do, patting her own head.

"Yu'an, be good, Yu'an, be good and obedient."

This scene made the Chen father and son feel heartbroken.

This child, is she too well-behaved, too sensible?

Yi Jiang pulled his little companion's hand as they walked into the courtyard.

"Come on, I'll take you to see your room."

"By the way, you must have gotten up very early, right? Have you eaten? Is there anything you want to eat?"

Yu'an lowered her head and shook it.

"I want to go to sleep."

He now only wants to quickly go farm, level up fast, and quickly unlock the friend list.

That way, he can see the elders in the farm.

Hearing this, Yi Jiang scratched the back of his head, then nodded in understanding.

"That's right, you got up so early, you must not have slept enough."

"Come, I'll send you back to your room to rest."

After returning to the room, Yu'an lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and entered her personal farm.

……

An Luo was eating breakfast while opening the live stream room; upon entering, she saw the little one busy, covered in dirt and sweat.

"Yu'an, why did you enter the farm so early?"

Hearing the familiar and gentle voice, the little one couldn't help it, her eyes instantly turned red, tears swirling in her eye sockets.

"Fairy Sister."

Zaituan's voice sounds wrong.

Did something happen?

An Luo put down her chopsticks, her brows tightly furrowed, her face solemn, but when she spoke, she was still as usual, soft-spoken and gentle.

"Sister is here, Yu'an, what's wrong? Tell sister about it."

The little guy pouted his small mouth.

"Wuuu, Great-Grandmother and the others went out busy, didn't take Yu'an."

"Fairy Sister, Yu'an is so useless."

Just a little while, he already missed Great-Grandmother so much, missed Grandmother and mother, and also Great-Grand Aunt and Aunts and little Uncle, even more missed Daddy.

Listening to the little guy's halting words, An Luo also figured out the whole story.

Cheng Old Madam and them went to the battlefield, for Zaituan's safety, they entrusted the Chen Family to take care of him.

"How could it be, our Yu'an is very capable."

"Then why didn't Great-Grandmother take Yu'an along?"

The little guy clasped his fingers, looking pitifully at her.

This wronged little appearance made An Luo feel a pang of heartache.

"Because..."

A sudden flash of inspiration came to her mind.

"Because Old Madam wants to keep Yu'an as a trump card."

After saying that, she herself nodded heavily, affirming.

"Yes, that's right! Exactly like that!"

Small Dumpling sniffed, tilted his head, his wet big eyes flashed a hint of bewildered confusion.

"What does trump card mean?"

"It means the backing, the secret weapon, cannot be revealed to let people know."

Hearing her explain like that, the little guy understood, immediately cracked open his small mouth.

"So, Yu'an is still very capable, can help everyone, right?"

An Luo gently rubbed the little guy's head with her finger.

"Of course, our Yu'an is the most capable."

"Hehe."

The sad emotion just left as it came.

Small Dumpling sniffed, reached out to wipe the tear on his cheek, smiled even happier.

Looking at the vast land in front of him, gripping his small fist to cheer himself up.

"Plant more land! Level up quickly!"

"Come on!"

After saying that, Yu'an held a small hoe in one hand, carried a small water kettle in the other, with a small cloth bag of seeds hanging around his neck, valiantly and vigorously rushed into the field.

Seeing Zaituan's energetic little appearance, An Luo smiled knowingly.

……

Several days later, Capital, inside the palace.

On Taihe Hall.

Shunhe Emperor first flew into a great rage.

"The Nanjiang wolves' wild ambitions, I knew, they would surely rise in rebellion taking advantage of the chaos!"

The officials all knelt on the ground.

"Please Your Majesty calm your anger."

"Fortunately, the Western Border great victory, waiting for the Cheng Family Army to return to the South Border, the war situation should improve greatly."

When mentioning this matter, Shunhe Emperor's expression visibly became much more pleased.

Because Xiyue sent a letter of peace.

At this moment, Shunhe Emperor completely changed from the sorrow of hearing his Eldest Son's death in ambush not long ago, his dragon heart greatly delighted, his brows and eyes full of pleased expression.

"Hahaha! Zhou Old General truly has an old sword that is not dull!"

The old ministers standing below: "..."

Nan Border is still fighting, now is the time to be happy?

Moreover, the Muyuan Kingdom soldiers who came to help, you don't mention them at all, right?

An old minister really couldn't bear it, stepped forward a few steps and came out.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this time Zhou Old General and our Da Yin soldiers indeed labored with great merit, but the Muyuan Kingdom soldiers also contributed greatly."

Having said his piece, that old minister lifted his head to glance at Shunhe Emperor.

Having been reminded to this point, you should give some response.

People helping is favor, not helping is duty, no one can find fault.

People contributing manpower and effort and even bringing their own supplies, now that they have won, you ought to give some recognition.

Shunhe Emperor hearing the words, slightly nodded his head.

"Mmm, Beloved Ministers, your words did remind Me."

Hearing him say that, that old minister stroked his beard and secretly nodded.

Rather listened to advice, not yet to the point of being beyond help.

However the next moment, Shunhe Emperor's words were astonishing.

"This time Muyuan Kingdom indeed did well, since so, then let them be exempt from two years of tribute."

Upon hearing these words, that old minister's hand trembled, several strands of his beard were pulled out.

He couldn't even care about the pain of his beard, looking incredulously at Shunhe Emperor on the Dragon Throne.

Do you want to hear yourself say what?!

Do they care about your two years of tribute?!

That old minister planted his cane heavily, so angry he blew his beard and glared, then retreated back to his position.

I can't move it, I really can't move it!