Chapter 428: Returning to the Rightful Owner (Grand Finale)

"I will return tomorrow."

Xiao Moting was reluctant to part, holding her hand, but he still nodded in agreement, "It seems I shall have to sleep alone tonight. But it does not matter, you return early tomorrow."

Bai Wei nodded, focusing her mind.

With a blur before her eyes, she returned to the modern world, appearing in the room.

Suddenly, Bai Wei froze.

She turned her head, looking at Xiao Moting beside her in shock.

Xiao Moting was equally surprised, lowering his head to glance at the hand holding hers.

"This is..."

Bai Wei was shocked for a moment, then suddenly ecstatic.

"Xiao Moting, you can come to my world! This is wonderful!"

Xiao Moting was also stunned, his handsome and upright face deeply moved.

"Bai Wei, is this the place where you live?"

It was too magical!

Everything here was something he had never seen before!

Bai Wei was extremely happy, pulling Xiao Moting's hand, "Come, let me show you around my Farm."

"Wait." Xiao Moting pointed to the formal attire he was wearing.

Bai Wei came to her senses and hurriedly rummaged for modern clothes to change into.

Fortunately, she had stockpiled men's clothing, which was just right for use now.

Soon, Bai Wei was pulling Xiao Moting along, excitedly showing him around the Farm.

"... This here is my Warehouse; after I arrived in Daliang, all the supplies were taken from here."

"Over there is my fish pond... Dahuang is coming over, that is the dog I keep!"

"Look at that on the wall, this is called an LCD television; it plays the dramas the Empress Dowager loves to watch..."

Bai Wei introduced things one by one.

Xiao Moting followed along to listen, observing his surroundings, his eyes filled with admiration and wonder.

This was a world he had never seen before; everything was truly magical.

He followed Bai Wei around for a long time.

Bai Wei arrived at the Warehouse and suddenly shrieked.

"Oh my, I've been in Daliang for so long, the grain I stockpiled has gone moldy; I must take it out to dry quickly."

In Xiao Moting's mind, an alarm bell suddenly rang.

Threshing grain?

He came to his senses and, seeing Bai Wei struggling to pull a basket with one hand and a rake with the other, immediately stepped forward with long strides.

"Leave this matter to me."

Having said that, he took the basket and rake from her hands without question, poured the grain out onto the threshing floor, and began to rake it earnestly.

Bai Wei was startled, then immediately covered her mouth to giggle.

Anyway, Xiao Moting was tall with long legs; helping his wife rake grain for a day was no big deal.

Xiao Moting, wearing a white T-shirt and gray sweatpants, raked the grain vigorously under the sun.

First spreading out the grain pile, then using the rake to scatter it...

Bai Wei sat to the side, eating sunflower seeds while giving instructions.

"Right, rake it thinner, it's better for drying in the sun."

Just then, a villager passed by outside the courtyard and was immediately surprised to see the two of them.

"Xiao Wei, you're back from your trip? By the way, who is this young man? He looks so handsome!"

Bai Wei hurriedly greeted him, "Uncle Zhang, you're back in the village after selling vegetables? This is my husband."

"What?" Uncle Zhang was even more surprised, "When did you get married?"

"Not long ago." Bai Wei pursed her lips and smiled.

Xiao Moting also hurriedly stopped his farm work and greeted him clumsily.

He cupped his hands in a salute, "Greetings, Uncle Zhang."

Uncle Zhang praised him, "The young man is so tall, he looks so dashing, and he's so polite too. It's just... why is his hair grown so long? Like an ancient person."

Bai Wei hurriedly covered for him, "He... he is filming a period drama, an actor."

Uncle Zhang suddenly realized.

"I heard your mother say before that you were dating a boyfriend who acts in period dramas; so it was him all along."

Bai Wei gave a dry laugh.

Suddenly, a gentle, smiling voice came from nearby.

"It's only been these few days, and you're already married?"

The familiar voice made Bai Wei stiffen all over.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the slender figure standing at the entrance of the Farm.

"A-Li..."

Xiao Moting also saw Zhou Yuchuan.

He stared at the other man, shock flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Zhou Yuchuan walked in holding a long, rectangular wooden box, smiling, his tone unhurried, "Such a joyous occasion as a wedding, why didn't you notify me? I could have prepared a congratulatory gift for you."

His smile was gentle, cool, and handsome.

It was a face exactly the same as Zhou Yanli's.

Bai Wei looked at him, tears welling up in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yuchuan noticed her strangeness and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

"No." Bai Wei wiped her eyes vigorously, "Some sand got in my eye."

"Is it sand in your eye?" Zhou Yuchuan smiled, looking up to size up Xiao Moting, "This must be your new husband; he is truly a man of outstanding talent..."

Xiao Moting walked forward and bowed to him with hands cupped.

"Young Master Zhou, I have long heard of you."

A strange look flashed through Zhou Yuchuan's cold, clear eyes.

Bai Wei hurriedly blocked Xiao Moting, "He is an actor in historical dramas; he can't switch out of character for a moment."

Zhou Yuchuan resumed his smile and nodded at Xiao Moting.

"Hello."

After saying this, he turned to Bai Wei, "I didn't know you were married, so I didn't prepare a gift. I recently acquired an antique and wanted to ask you to help me appraise it, so I'll give it to you as a wedding present."

"No need, it's alright..." Bai Wei shook her head quickly, "Zhou Yuchuan, how is your health lately?"

"Not bad." Zhou Yuchuan placed the box on the ground and lowered his head to open it, "I don't know what happened, but the headaches that always plagued me have suddenly disappeared. I went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctors were also amazed, saying I have no ailments at all and living to be seventy or eighty won't be a problem."

Bai Wei felt a pang of sorrow.

Zhou Yanli had passed away.

The curse that had plagued the Zhou Family for a thousand years had vanished along with him.

She looked at Zhou Yuchuan, as if seeing that snow-like, cold, and aloof figure.

"Here, it's this." Zhou Yuchuan opened the box and took out a rusted Long Sword, "I don't know if it's an antique from the Daliang Dynasty, but I wanted to ask for your help in appraising it."

The Long Sword was rusted, but one could still see it had once been sharp.

On the hilt, a small character 'Li' was carved.

The moment Bai Wei saw it, she could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her face.

She recognized this sword.

This was Zhou Yanli's beloved sword; he had once used it to slay villains for her and block a Bullet for her.

The fresh blood he coughed up on his deathbed had also splattered onto his Long Sword, staining the blade.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her shed tears, Zhou Yuchuan became anxious too; he cast a cold glance at Xiao Moting, his tone turning cold as well, "Is someone treating you badly?"

Xiao Moting frowned slightly and endured it.

Forget it.

He would not bicker with the Zhou Yanli of this world.

Bai Wei hurriedly wiped her tears and took the Long Sword.

"No, I was just too emotional. This Long Sword belonged to a very close friend of mine."

A look of surprise flashed in Zhou Yuchuan's eyes.

"That is truly wonderful; it is a return to the rightful owner. If the owner of this sword knew, he would surely be very happy."

Bai Wei closed her eyes.

She did not intend to tell Zhou Yuchuan the reason for this.

Let the old matters of a thousand years ago drift away with the wind.

Zhou Yanli's final wish was to return to his homeland and be reunited with his family.

He was born in troubled times; though powerful, his life was like duckweed.

Zhou Yuchuan's current life, free from the hatred of a fallen country or family, living peacefully and securely with his family—this was something Zhou Yanli had sought his whole life but could never obtain.

She took the Long Sword, "Zhou Yuchuan, thank you."

After a moment of thought, she spoke again.

"I will keep this sword well. By the way, I'm going traveling in two days, and I don't know when I'll be back."

A dense darkness flashed through the depths of Zhou Yuchuan's eyes, vanishing in an instant.

He looked up and forced a smile.

"I should be going abroad for an inspection soon, too; perhaps I won't be back for a long time."

"My phone number won't change. If you need my help, call me anytime; I keep it on twenty-four hours a day."

As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Moting again.

"If anyone bullies you, come to me anytime."

Xiao Moting was in a bad mood; he turned and went to rake the grain, his handsome face dark to the extreme.

Why was the Zhou Yanli of this space-time so annoying?

They were both men; could he not see the obvious intentions Zhou Yanli had toward his wife?

It seemed that whenever Bai Wei came back in the future, he would have to follow her, otherwise, who knows, his beloved might be snatched away by Zhou Yanli one day.

Zhou Yuchuan left.

Bai Wei watched his retreating back and spoke softly.

"Yanli, your unfulfilled wishes from a thousand years ago have finally been realized. I hope you live a happy life, free from any more hardships."

Xiao Moting walked over, his handsome face very cold.

"The grain is dried; what other farm work is there? I'll do it."

Bai Wei smiled, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him.

"You are an emperor now, why are you still so jealous? Let's go inside to rest first; I'll order some takeout for you to try, and we'll return to Daliang early tomorrow morning."

With the new emperor ascending the throne, there was a mountain of state affairs to handle; he couldn't keep helping her with farm work here.

Xiao Moting finally smiled, lowered his head to kiss her, then picked up the Long Sword with one hand and lifted her up with his other arm.

"My dear, go into the room and rest. I am not tired; I will help you do some more farm work."

Bai Wei leaned her head against Xiao Moting's sturdy chest, closed her eyes, and smiled.

They would continue to be this happy forever.

Until the end of time.

(The End)