Chapter 54.2 GNU Ch.54 Part 2 – Farewell (II)
Greetings, Ninth Uncle
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Cheng Yuanjing could hardly control his emotions. He lowered his head. His behavior was almost entirely dominated by emotionsâsomething that absolutely impossible to happen in the past.
Cheng Yujinâs congratulation was sincere. Afterward, she still wanted to say more, but when she happened to look up, she was startled by Cheng Yuanjingâs eyes.
Cheng Yuanjingâs eyes were deep and dangerous, with an intense aggressiveness, as if they were about to burn the object they were staring at. Facing such eyes, Cheng Yujin was very uncomfortable, and instinctively took a step back: âNinth Uncle?â
Cheng Yuanjing realized that his behavior today was very abnormal. He didnât pay attention in the beginning, but after seeing Cheng Yujinâs reaction about his departure, his emotion surged so suddenly and rampaged uncontrollably. It was something that he couldnât explain with his usual logic. Cheng Yuanjing knew that something was wrong with himself right now, but he didnât want to restrain it at all. Even just looking at Cheng Yujinâs puzzled and wary look almost made him lost control of himself.
Cheng Yuanjing restrained the emotion in his voice and asked: âIf I leave, what will you do?â
Cheng Yujin thought this question was strange. She answered inexplicably: âNinth Uncle, before you come back to Yichun Marquis manor, Iâve lived here alone for more than ten years. Ninth Uncle doesnât have to worry about me. You have helped me a lot. I can handle the rest by myself.â
Cheng Yuanjingâs eyes were still cold. This was indeed Cheng Yujinâs style. She always depended on herself. But it wasnât the answer he wanted. In fact, according to Cheng Yuanjingâs temperament, if someone came to cry to him pitifully, saying that she would be helpless after he was gone, Cheng Yuanjing would definitely feel impatient. Other personâs life and death, why did it matter to him?
But now, Cheng Yujin clearly gave him the most sensible answer, but Cheng Yuanjing felt uncomfortable instead. The sky gradually darkened, and the wind blew from the treetops also brought some moisture. Obviously, it was going to rain.
Cheng Yuanjing stared at Cheng Yujin for a long time. Finally, he turned his eyes away and walked towards the steps, his hands folded on his back. The moist wind blew upon his face, and his voice seemed to come from far away: âAfter I leave this time, I donât know when I will return.â
Whether he succeeded or failed, afraid that it would be difficult for them ever to meet again.
Cheng Yujin was startled. She looked at Cheng Yuanjingâs back. For some reason, she felt a sense of heaviness. Cheng Yujin sighed softly. He was obviously the noble crown prince, the person destined to be high above. But he had to hide his identity and lived under Cheng familyâs house using the name of a mistressâ son. But now, even the Cheng family could no longer become his shelter.
Cheng Yuanjingâs trip this time was to restore his identity. Cheng Yujin knew that the crown prince had succeeded in her previous life, so she thought his departure was a good event. But for Cheng Yuanjing, who didnât know the result, he was going to take a great risk with his own life at stake. No wonder he was in a bad mood today. Changed to his position, Cheng Yujin also wouldnât be able to feel relaxed.
Cheng Yujin wanted to cheer up Cheng Yuanjing, so she deliberately smiled and said: âNinth Uncle is going to do a great cause. Although this niece has no chance to see it with my own eyes, whenever I think that Ninth Uncle is working for the sake of all the people in this world, as one of those people, this niece also feels very honored. Ninth Uncle, please rest assured. You are born a great talent, and you will surely get what you want.â
Cheng Yuanjing was surprised. He turned back and looked at Cheng Yujin. The heavy rain was approaching with blowing wind. In the dimness, Cheng Yujin smiled at him sweetly: âThis little girl and grandfather are the same. We are both wishing for your success. Although I regret that I donât have the chance to help you in any way, I will always miss my Ninth Uncle. Ninth Uncle, I am waiting for you to fulfill your ambitions as soon as possible.â
Maybe it was Cheng Yujinâs unreserved trust in himself, or maybe it was the phrase âI will always miss my Ninth Uncle,â but Cheng Yuanjingâs expression finally turned better. Seeing that Cheng Yuanjingâs gloomy aura had slightly diminished, Cheng Yujin immediately seized this opportunity to say her real purpose: âNinth Uncle, it is indeed this little girlâs blessing to know you. But I donât know if I will have another chance to meet you again in the future.â
Cheng Yuanjingâs eyebrow moved slightly. He asked: âDo you want to meet me again?â
âOf course.â Cheng Yujin smiled. She blinked slightly, and with an implied meaning that could be understood between the two of them, she said: âOf course I also want to have a blessing to meet you again. But Ninth Uncle, you know that my status is too low. I am just a young miss of a marquis manor. Now outsiders see my grandfather and fatherâs nobility title, and call me the eldest miss of Yichun Marquis manor. But when I marry in the future, I will follow my husbandâs status. Alas, at that time, I wonder if I even have the qualifications to meet Ninth Uncleâs wife and daughters.â
The slight warmth in Cheng Yuanjingâs eyes whirled and vanished instantly. Cheng Yujin was immersed in her bootlicking and didnât notice this change. She showed a regretful face and said: âIf my husband isnât capable, then I can only wait for my son to get an achievement that enables me to be conferred with a court title. But I donât know whether I can wait during my lifetime. If only my future husband has a higher official positionâ¦â
Cheng Yujinâs hint was too obvious, and she felt a little embarrassed. She pretended to cough, and looked up at Cheng Yuanjing expectantly: âNinth Uncle, donât you agree?â
Cheng Yuanjing looked down at her with condescending eyes. His gaze was extremely cold: âThen just wait forever.â
After that, he strode forward quickly.
Cheng Yujin didnât even have the time to retract the smile on her face. She raised her eyebrow in surprise. Her eyes followed Cheng Yuanjingâs departing figure, extremely puzzled.
Obviously they were talking just fine now. She only asked Cheng Yuanjing to give a bit care to her future husband and didnât directly ask for an official seat. Why did he become angry again?
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