Allure of a Country Maiden
Chapter 1057 - 1055_1

Chapter 1057: Chapter 1055_1

Fu Ranhui looked at the handkerchief lying quietly in the box. This was clearly something a woman would use. She wasn’t foolish enough to think that Zhao Youwei had used this handkerchief himself and then put it back in the box after use! Fu Ranhui couldn’t resist reaching out to pick up the handkerchief. Her fingertips trembled slightly.

There were no patterns on the handkerchief, it was just a pure white one. But the texture of the handkerchief was fine, not something an ordinary person could afford to use. Moreover, the way the edge of the handkerchief was stitched was special. Fu Ranhui knew the handkerchiefs Xiao’er used were also stitched in this way.

Underneath the handkerchief was a piece of paper. She hesitated for a moment before picking it up. The paper showed a charmingly laughing girl, who looked like Xiao’er when Fu Ranhui first met her. Her face had not fully developed, and it was a bit baby-fat, but she was already heartbreakingly beautiful.

To draw someone so vividly, you must have engraved her image deep in your mind!

Fu Ranhui’s tears flowed out all of sudden. She recalled some past scenes. When she planned to buy fabric to make clothes for Zhao Youwei, she remembered that he always wore black and grey. But once, Xiao’er suggested buying bamboo-green and treasure-blue fabric, stating that he would look better in more vivid colors.

Zhao Minhua then pointed out that Zhao Youwei preferred black and grey, and hardly ever wore other colors. But when Xiao’er asked him which color he liked and to choose one, he picked bamboo-green. He must have heard what Xiao’er had said!

So, a man who never liked wearing other colors, after that time, mostly wore bamboo-green and treasure-blue clothes? Fu Ranhui remembered the phrase "Women who please themselves are pleasing". She laughed bitterly, "So, this saying doesn’t only apply to women."

Fu Ranhui also remembered how Zhao Youwei had shielded Xiao’er from the splashing dumpling soup, how Zhao Youwei had taken the handkerchief Xiao’er handed him to wipe the soup from his body, but had refused the one she had extended. This handkerchief must have been the one Xiao’er had given him!

He had kept such an insignificant handkerchief in a delicate pear blossom wooden box, treasuring it until now. However, the clothes she had tailor-made for him. She remembered seeing them in the closet after she moved in; they were as good as new, obviously never worn, one could say not even once.

Why? Why did the man she loved not love her back? Fu Ranhui thought sadly: Shangguan Ruixi is like this, and Zhao Youwei too! As she thought of this, Fu Ranhui’s tears dripped onto the vivid face of the girl painted with a charming smile, blurring the colors and the smiling face.

After a while, she wiped her tears and ripped up the drawing, burning the handkerchief. She also threw the delicate box into the brazier.

...

A few days passed quietly, something shocking happened!

The coffins of the Duke of Zhen and his heir were returned. The one who sent them back was the former Duke of Zhen’s heir, who was extraordinarily handsome, missing for over ten years, everyone thought he had died young. He, the man the only princess of the Minze Dynasty had been saving herself for, refusing to marry for over a decade, has really returned!

Shangguan Xuanyi and the Fifth Princess stood on the city wall, watching the returning team. The princess was already in tears. Xiao’er also wanted to come and see, but Shangguan Xuanyi, because she was pregnant and worrying that transporting the coffin might be bad luck, didn’t allow her to come.

"Sixth Royal Brother, this time he can stand upright before the world and take back everything that belongs to him, right?"

Shangguan Xuanyi stood with his hands clasped behind him, watching the people below, and nodded, "None but him."

The Fifth Princess looked down at the man she lusted after without saying a word.

The area outside the city gate was filled with spectators. The commoners watched as a man, riding a black horse, dressed in white, preserving his elegant demeanor from a decade ago, they discussed excitedly:

"The heir of the Duke of Zhen is back! He didn’t die after all!"

"Is this really the heir from before?"

"Pearls aren’t this real, I remember what he looked like when he went out to fight, he looked exactly like he does now, just without the youthfulness. He looks even more majestic now! Indeed, the son of a general is not a nobody, even after ten years, our heir is still imposing!"

"Where had he gone off to these past ten years, showing up only now?"

"I don’t know, perhaps he was captured by Xiyue Country, and our heir saved him while eliminating the remnants of Xiyue Country!" The commoners have a rich imagination, and quickly came up with an excuse for Jiang Yuheng’s disappearance.

"I think so too, otherwise, why wouldn’t he come home for over ten years!"

"Our Princess can finally see the light of day!"

"Indeed, I admire no one but the Fifth Princess, her loyalty sets a precedent for all women!"

...

The Duke was waiting at the city gate with his family. Watching his descendants return, he nearly lost his footing. His heart was filled with bitterness. Two have died, and one has returned, is this gaining or losing?

Jiang Yuheng saw his Duke grandfather waiting outside the city gate, with his gray hair and aged face. He quickly dismounted, kneeled before him, and said, "Grandfather, I have been unfilial, I have returned. Do you still recognize me?"

The Duke looked at the boy he had loved the most, unable to quite believe he was back, it took some time before he turned his gaze towards the two coffins amidst the crowd. His eyes reddened, he struggled to hold back his sobs, "Are you really Yuheng? You are really back, that’s good as long as you’re back."

The Duchess fell onto him in a rage, punching and kicking at him. "It was you! It was you who killed my husband and son! You owe me their lives!"

Jiang Yuheng, already heavily injured, was quickly soaked red with blood from her blows. He saw the Duchess throwing punches and kicks at him, he surely had hatred in his heart! But he couldn’t expose it here, he spoke with a slightly cold voice, "I don’t understand what my Aunt means, why would I kill my own Uncle and cousin? We’ve never had a feud! They’re not my enemy who killed my father! If anything I should be rescuing them! Look at how I got badly injured trying to save my uncle from bandits!"

After these words, he coughed, then spat out some blood. Of course, these injuries were not from bandits, but from his Uncle. He wanted to kill him, unyieldingly and mercilessly! Neither the father nor the son held back in trying to kill him!

If it weren’t for the medicinal pills Princess Rui gave him, he certainly wouldn’t be able to kill them this time, and he probably wouldn’t be able to return either. Because he was already heavily injured during his duel with his cousin, he definitely couldn’t recover from these wounds in such a short period of time to face his Uncle!