The Lucky Farm Girl-Chapter 79 - Ingratiation_1

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Ingratiation_1

Chapter 79 -79: Ingratiation_1

Indeed, it was so!

A glint of sharpness flashed through Long Xuanmo’s eyes. After more than ten years, Lady Xiao could still conceive children, then… it must not be entirely impossible.

Having obtained the answer he desired, Long Xuanmo was naturally very pleased, but looking at Yang Mengchen, who was devastated, he felt not only full of doubts but also heartache and self-reproach.

He often overlooked Yang Mengchen’s youth due to her always calm and collected demeanor, and he couldn’t understand why she was reacting so vehemently to this matter. He had to find out the reason, but right now, the most important thing was to console her.

Carefully tucking a small tuft of her hair inside his chest, Long Xuanmo knelt on one knee in front of Yang Mengchen, reached out to embrace her, and with his fair hand gently stroked her back, his tone softer than ever before, “Stop being sad, rest assured, as long as I am here, no one will force Xiao Hongtao to divorce Lady Xiao. Both Lady Xiao and the child in her womb will be fine!”

“Really?” Looking up at Long Xuanmo, Yang Mengchen’s expression was hazy, her unfocused eyes very misty.

Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Long Xuanmo solemnly made his first promise in life, “Really! I will ensure their safety for a lifetime!”

“I believe you!” Yang Mengchen smiled through her tears.

Even if he didn’t anticipate caring for Xiao Hongtao’s family would be so important to her, Long Xuanmo didn’t show it on his face, and her trust made him happier than winning a battle, a smile curling at the corners of his lips.

Long Xuanmo rarely smiled, but those who saw his smile were not only women; even men felt their hearts race and faces flush.

Unfortunately, Yang Mengchen was not only immune to his charming smile, but she also felt a shock of alarm, her mind abruptly clearing. Seeing him holding her once again, she suddenly felt entirely uncomfortable, abruptly breaking free, standing up, and taking several steps back, her tear-streaked clear eyes glaring coldly at him.

Damn Prince Chen, damn Long Xuanmo, first beating around the bush to pry information from her, then relentlessly pressing her, and finally taking advantage of Aunty Xiao’s words to trigger her into revealing what Long Xuanmo wanted to know with her own sadness. It was utterly despicable and shameless.

Truly worthy of being a member of the royal family, her mind was no match for such masterful schemes.

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“I wish to rest now, please leave immediately, Your Highness!”

With Xiao family’s fate in Long Xuanmo’s hands, after all, he was the reigning prince, Yang Mengchen knew it was unwise to offend him easily, but she really didn’t want to see him at that moment, so she issued the eviction command with an icy tone.

Long Xuanmo, a man of noble status and naturally proud disposition, was treated with the utmost respect by everyone, but Yang Mengchen repeatedly showed no deference and even avoided him like a plague. Thus, the fleeting feeling of loss from the sudden absence of her soft, warm fragrance vanished in an instant, replaced by a towering rage. Standing up without a word, he walked towards the door, but on a sudden impulse, he turned back.

Under the candlelight, Yang Mengchen’s petite figure looked very fragile, her tear-stained eyes revealing barely concealed sorrow and grief. It pained Long Xuanmo so much that he couldn’t help but swiftly walk over to her and embrace her without a word.

Sensing Yang Mengchen was about to use her Flying Needle, Long Xuanmo decisively struck her acupuncture points quickly.

“I’m sorry! I have my reasons for doing this, and you’ll understand in time.”

Looking coldly at Long Xuanmo, Yang Mengchen’s slightly pale face was covered with a chilling frost, her lips tightly sealed in silence.

Damn Long Xuanmo, to paralyze her with a point strike making her unable to move – utterly detestable and infuriating.

Understanding that she was angry with him, Long Xuanmo didn’t insist, carefully helping her to sit down on the chair, his voice exceptionally gentle and intoxicating, “Your hair is still damp; it will be uncomfortable to rest like this.” Saying this, he took a cloth from the table and gently began to wipe it dry.

Life at home was getting better and better, and with careful nurturing, Yang Mengchen’s originally dry and yellow hair had become soft and lustrous. Long Xuanmo simply couldn’t get enough of it.

“Father, the Royal Grandmother and the Empress feel much better after using your medicine, and both the Movable-type Printing and concrete have delighted the Emperor immensely, so he readily approved my stay in The Capital and entrusted me with their promotion,” Long Xuanmo said.

Yang Mengchen ignored him.

“Eldest Imperial Sister simply adores Brocade Fan, saying that the plum blossoms embroidered on it are so lifelike. She shows it off everywhere daily, and many people are envious and covetous,” continued Long Xuanmo.

Still, Yang Mengchen remained silent.

“Sixth Imperial Sister and Tenth Imperial Brother love that pair of dolls; they even cling to them while eating and sleeping.”

Yang Mengchen slightly lowered her eyelids to cover the surprise in her eyes and muttered to herself in ridicule: How is this the aloof Prince Chen? He’s more talkative than a gossip.

“Fifth Imperial Younger Brother joyously took the recipes to the Imperial Chef to cook. I’ve tried the dishes, and they’re nowhere near as delicious as the ones you make.”

Seeing that Yang Mengchen remained unmoved, Long Xuanmo, who was coaxing someone for the first time in his life, couldn’t help but feel discouraged. But he had to continue, because it was his improper methods that had upset her and caused her anguish—a truly regrettable loss.

“Aunty Xiao was overjoyed when she found out that someone could cure my cousin. She insisted on coming here to see you, and with my mother also persuading, I had to bring Aunty Xiao. You won’t be angry with me, will you?” Long Xuanmo asked.

When Long Xuanmo mentioned Hua Ziyu, Yang Mengchen suddenly thought of something and asked out of curiosity, “Why do you all care so much about Young Master Hua?”

“You’re not angry with me?” Long Xuanmo’s eyes brightened immediately upon hearing Yang Mengchen’s question.

Yang Mengchen curled her lip: “Just forget it.”

Long Xuanmo’s bright eyes immediately dimmed: “I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you.” Could someone teach him how to make her feel better?

“My cousin may be frail, but he’s older and has always cared for and protected us siblings. Whenever we made mistakes, he would take the punishment, then patiently and kindly advise us afterward;

I have found out that those people originally intended to harm my mother, but it happened that Aunty Xiao came to visit her in the palace and took the punishment intended for her, inadvertently involving my cousin, who was poisoned;

My cousin and Ling Fei met at the Nangong family’s Plum Blossom Feast, when five-year-old Ling Fei was tricked into falling into a cold pond. With no maids or servants around, my cousin, who came looking for me, happened by. Seeing the emergency, he jumped in without regard for his own safety and saved Ling Fei. My cousin then lay unconscious for five days and nights, nearly never waking up, which is why Ling Fei values my cousin more than anybody else;

As for my cousin and Jingrui, they are close in age and share common interests, so it’s natural they get along so well. I also know that Jingrui doesn’t want to give up the family’s Medical Skill; he just couldn’t find a cure for my cousin for many years and blamed himself, so he vowed not to study medicine anymore;

Additionally, Wenkai, Yi Jie, and others are also my cousin’s good friends. I will introduce them to you slowly in the future.”

Hua Ziyu, with his gentle demeanor and broad-mindedness, indeed easily endears himself to others. No wonder Long Xuanmo and the others were willing to go to any lengths to cure Hua Ziyu, thought Yang Mengchen to herself.

“You’re not angry anymore, right?” Yang Mengchen did not speak, leaving Long Xuanmo feeling uncertain.