Chapter 367: Han Bing's Wood Carving

"You came." Han Bing watched Jiang Yunchu ride over, a faint smile appearing on his face, even the chill around him weakened a bit.

Jiang Yunchu smiled, "Thank you for your trouble, letting you watch over this place for me."

Han Bing is a person of great talent, yet she left him in the south to guard a region.

There's no one here, she really isn't at ease, but for Han Bing, it's quite unfair.

She lamented having no one she could use.

"What's so hard about it?"

"In Jingdu I just stay, here I also just stay, I don't need to do anything, just watch." He answered lightly, but his words were quite a lot.

Jiang Yunchu saw the figurines in his hands; each figurine had no face carved, but the hair and clothing were lifelike, everything except the features was there.

"Did you carve these?"

She curiously picked one up; normally no one would dare move Han Bing, but now he didn't stop her.

Earlier, when Donggua just reached out, he felt a chill around him and immediately pulled his arm back, even having the intuition that if he were to pick it up, his arm and body would already be severed.

"Yes."

From an angle Jiang Yunchu couldn't see, Han Bing's gaze gradually softened, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

For the girl who made him know how to smile, he actually sought nothing—not her affection, not her person—just silently accompanying her; being able to do something for her was enough.

One whose heart is sealed in ice, upon meeting the person who melts it, will become utterly uncontrollable.

He acknowledged!

"Very beautiful, but I'm curious—when will you be able to carve the facial features?" Jiang Yunchu suddenly lifted her head and looked at Han Bing.

Han Bing withdrew all his emotions, then shook his head: "I don't know; perhaps I'll never carve them."

The facial features, just keep them in his heart.

As for others, there's no need for them to know.

"What a pity."

Jiang Yunchu sighed, looking at the craftsmanship; if the facial features were carved, it would surely be an exquisite puppet—what a pity.

Han Bing said nothing, carefully placed the figurine down, then turned to her and said, "It's not a pity; I just need to remember."

"Alright!"

She stood up, then looked toward the outside sand, "How is this side? Has anyone come looking for trouble?"

"No, they aren't qualified to come looking for trouble."

"Donggua is managing the tenants well, the growth is good, with the materials you left and the medicines to prevent insect blight, everything here is quite good."

Han Bing stood behind Jiang Yunchu; he was tall, dressed in blue from head to toe, able to envelop her petite frame, looking at the person standing before him, he carefully answered her question.

"How is the manor side?"

The manor, the sand, and the purchased fields are all now under Han Bing's responsibility.

Except the workshop.

"I checked last month; the estimated yield is not small, this year's weather is favorable, so the harvest will be higher than in previous years."

"In another two months, the first crop will be ready for harvest; the tenants have prepared, and now everyone is very diligent."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yunchu completely relaxed.

"Then that's good."

These people's grain is in those fields; if the grain here isn't enough, we can only transport it from the north, which would bring many more troubles.

Also fearing that someone with ulterior motives might discover it.

"How long do you plan to stay this time?" Han Bing gave a light smile; his voice was pleasant, not like water droplets tinkling, but like the collision of ice cubes, carrying a hint of chill yet as gentle as the early sun.

A kind of contradictory feeling that's hard to put into words.

"About ten days or so."

This time the children are all here, and she needs to give her great-aunt enough time; after all, coming back once is not easy—it's been over twenty years—she can't just rush off.

At least half a month is available, and the girls here also need continued guidance; moreover, the experience hall in Zhuang City needs to be opened quickly.

All of these require her oversight, and incidentally she should bring Zhang Cunwen along.

The attitude of the Yong Bo Marquis Manor is easy to guess; they will likely push their own children further and further away.

But at Chun Hua Xue Yuan, there will always be a place for him.

"Good." Han Bing didn't speak; he merely gazed at her everything from a place she couldn't see, reluctant to look away.

"Master..."

Just then, Bai Zhi ran in from outside.

"The Feng family has arrived; the Kang Clan Grand Madam wants you to come back and see her." Bai Zhi had been guarding outside; just now the Zhuang Mansion sent word, so she entered.

"Good."

She didn't even turn her head, but waved her hand, saying, "I'm leaving."

Her carefree demeanor was like a bird released from its cage, unrestrained and rakish.

Han Bing smiled as he watched; it was still the same sunset, still the same person, "You, when will you ever understand?"

"Perhaps you will never understand."

She had broken free of the cage, yet he had trapped himself forever inside it.

Not understanding is fine too!

Returning to the Zhuang Mansion, Jiang Yunchu first entered through the back door, removed her makeup, and then went to the front courtyard.

"Greetings, Regent's Consort." A beautiful, generous woman, with a cute, clingy little one behind her, both bowed.

A crowd of servants inside the house also knelt down en masse.

"Elder sister, please rise quickly; we're family, no need for such formality." Jiang Yunchu said with a cheerful smile.

After Kang Baihe rose, she looked toward Jiang Yunchu. How to describe that face? Having seen it once, you would never forget it—whether features or facial structure, everything was the most perfect combination; any more would be too strong, any less too weak.

Everything feels just right.

Such a feeling is rare to find in a person, yet it appeared on this princess consort.

Feng Xi Xi peeked out from behind her mother, secretly looking at the beautiful princess consort—it was still her first time seeing a princess consort.

Jiang Yunchu saw her obedient, timid demeanor, completely different from their previous meeting.

"Come here, let this princess consort have a look." Jiang Yunchu reached out her hand to Feng Xi Xi.

Feng Xi Xi first shrank back, then lifted her head to look at her mother; under Kang Baihe's encouraging gaze, she then walked to Jiang Yunchu's side.

"Are all princess consorts as beautiful as you?"

Her big eyes were full of innocence; her question also made people laugh and cry.

However, Jiang Yunchu thought it over and said, "I don't know, but I think I am the most beautiful."

Everyone in the room couldn't help but laugh, watching the big and small teasing each other; the Feng family members also relaxed.

They had feared this regent consort would be difficult to get along with, but judging from the present situation, she is an easy-to-get-along-with master.

"I think so too—after all, how could there be so many people who look this good?"

"I used to think my mother was the most beautiful—I had never seen anyone more beautiful than her—but after seeing the princess consort, I realized she is the most beautiful person in the world, even more beautiful than my mother."

That little girl's innocent words always move people's hearts the most.

Another burst of laughter came from everyone in the room.