Chapter 987: Protection
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In the study, Duke Song looked at his eldest son, who had just reached his chest in height. Seeing his serious expression, he reached out and patted the top of his head. “You’re still young. Don’t think too much.”
Song Jingchen felt awkward. “I’m no longer a child. Even if Father and Grandfather didn’t say it, I could tell that that person couldn’t tolerate our
Song family.”
Duke Song was stunned. That’s right. This brat had suddenly become a different person. He no longer attracted cats and played with dogs. It seemed to be after his father handed over his military power.
He did not know if he was relieved or sad that his son was so smart. He sighed and said, “Your grandfather and I are here for everything.”
Song Jingchen didn’t answer. He asked in confusion, “Father, are you here for anything else today?”
Duke Song was silent. He originally wanted to remind his eldest son to get along well with the princess, but seeing that his son was so sensible, he suddenly changed his mind.
It was good that his son liked the princess. If he didn’t like her, as her father, he couldn’t sacrifice the rest of his son’s life for other purposes.
He sat down in front of the desk. “It’s fine. I heard from your mother that you’ve been leaving early and returning late every day these days, so I came to see you.”
Song Jingchen felt that his father wasn’t telling the truth, but he didn’t pursue the matter. He cupped his hands and said, “It’s my fault. I’ve troubled Father and Mother.’
It was still early, so High Duke Song decided to test his son’s studies.
The father and son chatted for nearly an hour.
Before leaving, Duke Song thought of something and said, “I’ve told your mother that there’s no hurry to get engaged. We’ll talk about it when you meet a girl you like.”
Song Jingchen was stunned. “Alright.”
“It’s cold, so don’t come out. Don’t stay up late to study either. Rest early.” Duke
Song patted his shoulder. “As I said, your grandfather and I are here.”
“Yes.”
High Duke Song did not say anything else. When he turned around, the relaxed expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.
Previously, although he had handed in the commander’s seal, the generals in the army were still old subordinates of the Song family’s army. However, recently, Emperor Chong’an clearly could not sit still. He actually planned to make those generals surrender openly and covertly. What else did he want to do in the future?
He had to think about his family. If Emperor Chong’an really wanted to kill them all as soon as possible…
Duke Song’s eyes turned cold. The crown prince was also orthodox.
Song Jingchen didn’t know what his father was thinking. Perhaps because he mentioned his marriage, he had a dream that night.
The Bulwark Duke’s Residence was decorated with lanterns and banners. Guests filled the door, and congratulations sounded one after another.
He saw his grandfather, father, mother, Sister Huan, Brother Hao, and the bride with a veil. All of them were smiling.
However, the festive scene instantly shattered. The red color was replaced by white. Her father and grandfather were gone. There were two thin coffins in the main hall. Her mother and siblings knelt in front of the mourning hall and cried their hearts out.
He felt panic. Perhaps he had already guessed who was lying in the thin coffin, but he didn’t want to admit it.
He wanted to rush up and take a look, but his feet seemed to have taken root and he could not move at all. He wanted to roar, but he could not make a sound. He could only watch as her mother cried until she fainted and woke up again.
“Hubby.” A sobbing voice sounded behind him. He suddenly turned his head.
Although his face could not be seen clearly, he knew that it was his new wife. Everything was covered in white, she was the only one wearing red.
“Hubby-”
The cries of his mother and sister-in-law gradually faded away. Only this “hubby” continued. It became clearer and clearer, as if it was whispering in his ear.
It wasn’t a dream. Someone was really crying.
Song Jingchen opened his eyes in a daze and turned his head in the direction of the voice. Under the weak moonlight, he saw a black figure suddenly sitting beside him.
Her hair was loose and covered her face, making it impossible to see her face.
“Hubby.”
Before Song Jingchen could calm down from the nightmare, his heart suddenly trembled. He rolled around and hugged the blanket to hide in the bed. His scalp went numb.
“Hubby, you’re finally awake.” Seeing that he was awake, Little Jiajia burped happily and aggrievedly.
Under the double fear, Song Jingchen’s face turned pale and his heart pounded. When he heard this voice, he came back to his senses and heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he rubbed his temples with a headache. “Why are you here so late at night?”
Little Jiajia did not answer. She only looked at him with teary eyes. “Hubby, I’m so cold.”
With that, she crawled into bed on her hands and knees, pulled the blanket over her, and covered herself.
Song Jingchen was so frightened by her actions that he jumped up. His eyes adapted to the darkness and he finally realized that something was wrong. This girl was only wearing her undergarments.
“Nonsense. You’re not even wearing clothes. What if you catch a cold?”
He was extremely anxious, but he was afraid of waking up the night watchmen. At that time, this girl would lose all her reputation. He could only try his best to keep his voice low.
Little Jiajia sniffed. “I’m under the blanket. I won’t catch a cold.”
This was her husband’s bed, her husband’s pillow, and her husband’s bed. It was very warm.
Song Jingchen’s face turned red. “Nonsense. This is my bed. You’re a girl. Please get up.”
Little Jiajia pursed her lips. “But I’m cold.”
Song Jingchen was in a difficult position.
“Hubby, come in quickly. Don’t catch a cold.” Little Jiajia lifted a corner of the blanket and patted the seat beside her, indicating for him to lie down quickly.
“How improper… How can you…”
Seeing that he was standing there without moving, Little Jiajia cried again.
She sniffled quietly.
Song Jingchen gritted his teeth. “Why are you crying?
“I had a nightmare just now.”
Song Jingchen was stunned. “What?”
“I dreamed that you were killed.” Little Jiajia sounded sad.
Song Jingchen’s heart tightened. “Who is it?”
“I don’t remember. You were covered in blood. I couldn’t wake you up no matter how hard I tried.”
Was it because of a dream that she disregarded her health and came to look for him at night?
Song Jingchen was a little touched. He softened his voice and coaxed her, “It was just a dream. I’m fine.” She sniffled quietly.
“Stop crying.”
Little Jiajia continued to sob.
Song Jingchen had no choice but to sit down. He reached out and patted her gently to comfort her through the blanket. He remembered that his brother or sister cried. This was how his mother coaxed them.
“Alright, I’m really fine. Don’t cry.”
It was probably the first time he’d done such a thing. His movements were stiff.
Little Jiajia looked at him with wet eyes. “You’re fine now, but that doesn’t mean you’ll be fine in the future.”
Song Jingchen felt that something was wrong, but he just wanted to coax her as soon as possible. He subconsciously said, “Don’t I still have you? You’re so powerful, you definitely won’t let anyone harm me.”
As soon as he realized what he had said, he almost bit the tip of his tongue.
Little Jiajia’s eyes lit up. ‘You’re right. With me around, I’ll definitely protect you. Don’t be afraid.”
Song Jingchen wanted to refute. When had he ever said that he was afraid?
“Hubby, you’re so lucky.” Little Jiajia suddenly sighed.
Song Jingchen didn’t understand why the topic had changed to him being lucky.
“With a wife like me, who is skilled in martial arts, extremely smart, and has a pure heart, and looks like a Heaven Immortal, don’t you think you’ve benefited greatly? Your blessings are yet to come.”
Song Jingchen was speechless. She was really good at praising herself.
Little Jiajia was not done yet. In order to prove how smart and powerful she was, she started from the moment she was born. She was actually strong. When she was three years old, she solved several unsolved cases with her father. In fact, it was Xuanyuan Ce who solved the cases. She slept in his arms. In the end, she said how many people liked her. She was a n.o.ble princess. Who dared to dislike her?
In short, Song Jingchen had burned countless incense sticks in his previous life to get her to be his wife.
Song Jingchen was speechless. He didn’t know anything else, but this girl’s ability to talk to herself was indeed incredible.
Also, how did she conclude that he would definitely marry her in the future?
The voice in his ear became softer and softer until it disappeared. Song Jingchen stuck his head out and realized that the little girl had fallen asleep. There was a faint smile on her lips.
Song Jingchen suddenly felt his face heat up. This girl was in his room, resting on his pillow and under his blanket.
However, he was only shy for a short while. He calmly got out of bed and took a cloak that he had never worn before. He wrapped Little Jiajia from head to toe and coughed lightly. “You’re here, right?”
No one replied.
Song Jingchen didn’t mind and continued, “Hurry up and bring your princess back.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in black appeared in the room. Song Jingchen thought to himself, “As expected.”
You Yi didn’t talk to him. He picked up Little Jiajia and disappeared.
If not for the warmth on the bed and the faint fragrance that didn’t belong to him, Song Jingchen would have suspected that everything that had happened just now was an illusion.
As if no one cried and came looking for him at night because of a nightmare, let alone bragged about protecting him..