Chapter 558: The Words Third Young Master Said to Her Are More Heartwarming than Love Words
Chapter 558: The Words Third Young Master Said to Her Are More Heartwarming than Love Words
Wu Daochang was unaware of the importance of Sixth Brother's mission tonight to rescue Nangong Yunlong and Nangong Chang.
All he wanted now was to find a host and confront Nangong Yunlong openly.
He wanted to ask him why he killed his master.
With his master dead, his hope of being revived was shattered.
This enmity was irreconcilable!
He intended to bring down everyone in the Nangong family.
No one knew how terrifying the hell of the underworld was, where he suffered every day.
Sixth Brother took a turn and walked down another dark alley.
It was at this moment that Wu Daochang rushed forward.
...
Huo Family
Lin Hao stood at the door, occasionally glancing towards the direction of the Hou Mansion's gate.
Third Young Master said he would arrive in an hour.
The time was almost up, but he still couldn't see Third Young Master's convoy.
Suddenly, two beams of light flashed before his eyes.
Lin Hao followed the source of the light and saw several cars slowly approaching.
He quickly descended the steps.
The convoy was fast, and in a blink of an eye, it stopped at the entrance of the building.
Hou Yunjiao didn't wait for the guards to open the car door for him. He pushed it open himself, stepping out with his long legs.
At this moment, Third Young Master looked normal, with no signs of illness on his face.
Lin Hao hurriedly approached him.
"Third Young Master, Madam has already gone to bed, but the servant was worried and went into the room to check. Madam is sleeping restlessly, calling out for you."
This was also why Lin Hao anxiously waited for Third Young Master.
Hou Yunjiao furrowed his brows lightly. "Is Madam running a fever?"
He hastened his steps, walking up the stairs and heading straight into the room.
Even in his hurried movements, he exuded elegance and nobility with every gesture.
Lin Hao followed closely behind. "No, the servant checked Madam's temperature."
Third Young Master's relieved heart eased slightly.
He continued walking into the room, taking off his coat.
"How is dinner coming along?"
Lin Hao respectfully replied, "It's almost ready. Madam can have it anytime she wakes up."
"That's good."
Hou Yunjiao changed into his indoor shoes and raised his hand to acknowledge Hou Qiang, who had followed behind.
"Old Qiang, don't go back tonight. Stay here."
"Yes, Third Young Master."
Even if the master didn't give orders, Hou Qiang wouldn't leave.
The master had taken Master Ling Xu's medicine, and he needed to keep a close eye on him and inform the medical team to be prepared.
If something really happened, they couldn't afford to miss the best treatment time.
Hou Yunjiao turned his gaze to Lin Hao, slightly lifting his chin. His thin lips pressed into a line, cold and sharp.
"You will be on standby tonight, cooperate with Hou Qiang, and follow his arrangements."
Lin Hao replied, "Yes, Third Young Master!"
Hou Yunjiao turned and went upstairs, his steps urgent yet graceful.
This was the first time Qin Ruan hadn't eaten since moving into the Hou family.
Considering she was pregnant now, carrying two children in her belly, her appetite was twice his.
One night without eating, the child in her belly is causing her trouble.
From Lin Hao's mouth, Hou Yunjiao learned that Qin Ruan was still calling out for him in her sleep.
Hou Yunjiao's heart skipped a beat and hasn't returned to normal since.
The little girl was feeling emotional and couldn't sleep soundly because of his departure.
It was ultimately his negligence.
There were clearly better solutions, but he selfishly chose to prioritize his own comfort, causing such an impact on the little girl.
Today, he truly lost his composure.
Walking to the bedroom, Hou Yunjiao gently pushed open the door.
The sleep lamp inside was on, simulating a dim light suitable for human sleep. He could clearly see Qin Ruan lying on the bed.
She was lying on her side, legs clutching the blanket, sleeping somewhat restlessly.
Hou Yunjiao pushed open the door and walked into the room with light and slow footsteps.
Qin Ruan was dreaming, dreaming of the scene when her soul was imprisoned in the Wanbao Mountain Cemetery in her past life.
Every Qingming and Zhongyuan Festival, she would wait for Hou Yunjiao to bring two bouquets of flowers.
He gave her lilies, and sunflowers for the child.
Qin Ruan had also wondered why Hou Yunjiao would give her lilies.
Until one year, the other party came to the cemetery on Qingming Festival.
Hou Yunjiao placed the beautifully packaged lilies in front of the tombstone.
He squatted down, using a cloth to wipe her tombstone, speaking to her in a low and gentle voice.
"I don't know if you like lilies, but I always feel that lilies are very suitable for you. They are like your life experiences.
They have a strong vitality, not afraid of sunlight or rain. No matter how dry the weather is, they still stand tall and upright.
Little girl, I have seen your heavily made-up appearance in Xicheng, and I have also seen your elegant temperament after removing the makeup. It's contradictory, but there is no sense of disharmony..."
Hou Yunjiao used his simple and unadorned language to clearly tell Qin Ruan that he had gone to Xicheng to investigate.
He had even investigated her experiences after returning to the Qin family.
Qin Ruan didn't know if she liked flowers.
Because no one had ever given her any.
But she liked Hou Yunjiao's flowers.
The words he spoke to her were more moving than sweet nothings.
With a cloth, Hou Yunjiao slowly wiped her tombstone clean.
He accompanied her and talked about many things, the developments and changes outside Wanbao Mountain that she couldn't see.
Underneath his gentle brows, his gaze was always cold and ruthless.
But his voice was so gentle.
Every time Hou Yunjiao came to see her and the child, time was always fleeting.
In the dream, Qin Ruan once again watched his figure disappear.
Her soul was attached to the tombstone, unable to leave, only able to call out in the direction he left.
"Third Young Master, don't go..."
"Stay with me and the child a little longer. It's so cold and lonely here."
"It's not Qingming or Zhongyuan Festival, you can come at any time. I'm so lonely here."
"Third Young Master, don't go, don't go, stay with me a little longer..."
Qin Ruan anxiously shouted in her dream.
She wanted to catch up, but her soul couldn't leave, she could only watch several figures disappear from her sight.
Only the slender and perfect figure was deeply imprinted in her heart.
"Third Young Master, Third Young Master--"
In reality, Qin Ruan tightly held the blanket and kept murmuring Hou Yunjiao's name.
Every time Hou Yunjiao pays his respects to her, he would say a lot of things.
When he remains silent, it's when Qin Ruan starts muttering.
She knows he can't hear her, but she just wants someone to talk to.
"I really want to know if our child, if he could be born, would he resemble you more or me."
"A boy should resemble you. You're so good-looking, and a child who resembles you would definitely be handsome like you."
"If his spirit could appear, that would be great. The child would probably blame me, blame me for not protecting him, for not letting him come into this world..."
Hou Yunjiao couldn't bear to listen any longer. His exquisitely beautiful face revealed a hint of displeasure.
The child is perfectly fine, so how did things become so chaotic in Qin Ruan's words?
He gently shook Qin Ruan's shoulder. "Ruan Ruan, wake up."
Being disturbed, Qin Ruan lightly furrowed her brows.
She was still immersed in the brief time Hou Yunjiao spent with her at Wanbao Mountain.
For her, she only has two opportunities each year for that.
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