Chapter 604: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 697: Withered Wood Meets Spring

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

After a while, she slowly opened her mouth and said softly, "You're right, but I still choose to believe that Xiao Ren is a kind and lovely child."

An Wang replied, "If he is truly as wonderful as we imagine, then that couldn't be better. That way, I can also rest assured entrusting Qianqian to him."

Hearing this, An Wangfei's resentment finally dissipated, and she continued, "Then hurry up and pick out a few boxes of those precious wound medicines and such to send to Xiao Ren. So that when the martial arts competition comes next month, his injuries will have healed."

Although An Wang was somewhat reluctant in his heart, faced with his wife's request, he dared not disobey and could only agree readily: "Fine, fine, fine. I'll instruct Yue Yi to bring some top-grade wound medicine over." An Wangfei nodded in satisfaction, expressing approval of An Wang's arrangement.

Meanwhile, outside the house, Qianqian walked out the courtyard gate in step with Yue Yi.

Then, Qianqian nimbly boarded an ornately decorated carriage, Yue Yi flicked the whip, and urged the horses to gallop toward Ouyang Chengren's residence.

Not long after, they arrived at their destination. Qianqian nimbly jumped down from the carriage, then strode briskly straight into the courtyard.

Yue Yi, meanwhile, waited quietly in front of the carriage outside the gate. At this moment, Ouyang Chengren had just finished a round of training and was walking from the training ground toward the courtyard.

Just as he stepped out the door, he ran straight into Qianqian.

Her beautiful eyes gazed at Ouyang Chengren, filled with concern: "Oh my! Look at your forehead, there are still bean-sized beads of sweat hanging there! How can you not wipe them off? If you catch a cold from this, what would we do..."

Before she finished speaking, Qianqian had already fished out a pink handkerchief from her sleeve, then lightly tiptoed and carefully wiped the sweat from Ouyang Chengren's forehead.

Ouyang Chengren suddenly felt a refreshing fragrance assault his nose; he raised his eyes and saw Qianqian holding the handkerchief, intently wiping the sweat beads from his brow.

Only now did he notice Qianqian was standing on tiptoe, so he very considerately lowered his head on his own initiative, making it easier for her to reach his forehead, and said softly, "I'm a martial man, where would I get so precious and delicate?" However, Qianqian paid no heed to his words, still wiping attentively and carefully.

Just then, Ouyang Chengren suddenly grasped Qianqian's small hand together with that handkerchief tightly in his palm.

In an instant, Qianqian's pretty face flushed with a shy red, like a ripe apple, tender and dripping with charm;

At the same time, she felt her hands seem to burn with heat, wanting to break free but powerless to do so — because Ouyang Chengren held her hand fast, and no matter how hard she tried she could not pull it out.

With no choice, Qianqian could only let Ouyang Chengren lead her by the hand into the house.

Xiao Ding carefully closed the door and quietly withdrew, then Ouyang Chengren elegantly pulled out a chair and invited Qianqian to sit.

Then, he slowly sat down opposite Qianqian, his movements gentle and natural. At the same time, he deftly slipped the handkerchief Qianqian had left behind into his own sleeve, but Qianqian did not notice this action.

Qianqian focused on the matter at hand, not noticing the handkerchief had disappeared. She spoke softly: "My father went to find my Huang Bobe after court today. I heard the Imperial Guards in the palace happen to have a vacancy."

"So he plans to recommend you to fill this post. Huang Bobe has already agreed to let Father bring you to the palace for an audience tomorrow. If all goes smoothly, he will personally examine and decide whether to appoint you."

Ouyang Chengren nodded slightly, indicating he understood, then replied: "When you return home, be sure to convey my gratitude to Uncle. Tomorrow at dawn, I will rise early and wait at the An Wang Fu gate, ready to enter the palace with Uncle to see the Emperor at any time."

Qianqian smiled and nodded in agreement.

Then she added concernedly: "But Father has to finish morning court first before he can take you to see His Majesty the Emperor! So remember to wear a few more layers to keep warm, lest you catch a chill." Finished speaking, her large, limpid eyes revealed a trace of tenderness and care.

Ouyang Chengren felt Qianqian's meticulous care, and a sweet warmth welled up in his heart unbidden.

A smile on his lips, he replied joyfully: "Good, I understand." Ouyang Chengren was not one for many words, but he felt a warmth in his heart. Qianqian continued: "Right, there's one more thing I want to tell you!"

She paused slightly, then said cheerfully: "You see, you don't have a household register yet, right? So Father sent a letter to the Minister of Hubu, and in a bit Brother Yue Yi will take you to Hubu to process a brand new household register!

"And Father suggested you'd better change your name. After all, your original name is far too resounding; too many people know it.

"Everyone thinks Ouyang Chengren died in that tragic war, so let's just let 'Ouyang Chengren' die and start a new life with a brand new identity — how wonderful! I think Father makes a lot of sense. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Ouyang Chengren silently nodded in agreement: "Mm... I think so too."

Hearing Ouyang Chengren agree to change his name, Qianqian was so excited she nearly bounced, muttering: "Then what name should we pick?" She blinked her lively large eyes, looking at Ouyang Chengren with an expectant face.

Ouyang Chengren lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "How about 'Su Muchun'?" Finished speaking, he raised his head to meet Qianqian's puzzled gaze.

Qianqian tilted her head and asked curiously: "Why Su Muchun?"

Ouyang Chengren smiled faintly and explained softly: "Because my mother's surname is Su, so I decided to take my mother's surname. And the name 'Su Muchun' contains a beautiful meaning — after meeting you, my life is like withered wood encountering spring. I hope this name can accompany me in starting a brand new life journey."

Hearing this, a flash of surprised delight crossed Qianqian's eyes, and she clapped her hands in approval: "Good, good, good! This name is simply too great! I'll go home and tell Father and Mother this good news right away. From now on you're Su Muchun!"

Su Muchun nodded slightly, indicating he understood. Qianqian then said softly: "Brother Yue Yi has been waiting outside for a long time. The weather is this cold, don't let him suffer waiting any longer. You'd better hurry over!

"It's just... it's not convenient for me to go with you. I'll go back after you leave."

Finished speaking, Su Muchun nodded once more, then stood up and replied: "Then so be it."