Bai Qingjue’s eyes burned painfully, moving slowly as he dismounted, his throat seemed blocked, unable to make a sound, he just fixed his eyes on Bai Jinzhao running swiftly towards him. He quickly raised a hand to embrace Bai Jinzhao in his arms.
"Seventh Brother! Seventh Brother, you’re finally back! Mother and we all thought you were gone! Little Seventeen is gone... The march records said you were gone too, Mother had no will to live, spending her days fasting and chanting Buddha..."
Listening to his sister cry in his arms, he tightly grasped the reins with one hand, gently stroking his sister’s head with the other, softly apologizing, "It’s Seventh Brother’s fault, I’ve returned too late! Made you all worried!"
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Mrs. Fang was sitting in the mansion, sipping tea, when she suddenly heard the news of Bai Qingjue’s return from the dead, startling her to stand up: "What did you say?! The Seventh Son of the Bai family?! The Bai family’s Seventh Son... is the legitimate son of Bai Qichuan, Bai Qingjue?!"
Puliu, who had originally been smiling while delivering the news, was startled by Mrs. Fang’s reaction, nodded and said, "Indeed! The master wants the madam to prepare a gift from the storeroom, to personally deliver it to the Bai Mansion this afternoon..."
Hearing this, Mrs. Fang slumped back onto the couch: "The Seventh Son of the Bai family is back..."
"Madam?" Puliu saw Mrs. Fang’s pale face, thinking she felt unwell, hurriedly approached, "Madam, what’s wrong?"
"This... with the return of the Seventh Son of the Bai family, doesn’t it mean there’s no place for my A Ping on the throne in the future?!" Mrs. Fang’s eyes suddenly turned red, tears about to fall. A Ping and Bai Qingyan were so close; even if A Ping wasn’t chosen, once he’s married and has children, his offspring could be adopted to become the Emperor!
Ever since Bai Qingyan’s ascension to the throne was announced, Mrs. Fang had been plotting within the clan, believing that if Bai Qingyan were to pass on the throne, it should be to Bai Qingping, or if she preferred to choose an adopted child from within the clan, it should be a child of someone close to her, which would still be Bai Qingping.
Thus, a few days ago, Mrs. Fang had already sent someone back to discuss this matter with her brother, hoping he would marry off his legitimate daughter to Bai Qingping so they could marry and have a son soon, so her grandson could become the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty in the future.
But now, with Bai Qingjue’s return, considering both bloodline and emotional ties... the relationship between the Seventh Son of the Bai family and Bai Qingyan would undoubtedly surpass that of Bai Qingyan and Bai Qingping. Even if someone were to be adopted, certainly Bai Qingyan would adopt Bai Qingjue’s child, so what should be done?
If that’s the case, won’t the throne that seemed within reach be lost?
Puliu listened to Mrs. Fang’s words, eyes wide in disbelief: "Madam, even if the Seventh Son of the Bai family didn’t return, that throne has nothing to do with the young master!"
Where did such wishful thinking come from!
"What do you know! Among those Bai Qingyan is close to in the clan, there’s only my A Ping! Back then she had nowhere to turn, could only rely on my A Ping, but now with Bai Qingjue back, my A Ping won’t be pushed aside?!"
"Madam!" Puliu exclaimed, "That is His Majesty, how can you directly call him by name!"
Mrs. Fang felt aggrieved, waving her handkerchief, choking up, "What’s wrong with saying it in my own house!"
Puliu saw Mrs. Fang’s face full of grievances, tears falling, and refrained from advising further, quietly stood to one side, not making a sound.
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