Let s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 315: Chapter 315 Minister under the Skirt (37)
 

Heavy snow swirled through the air.

What should have been a pleasant snowy landscape now instilled fear in everyone, for no one knew when the snowfall might turn so severe that it would freeze all the people in the city.

Centred around the Ruins of the Heavy Snow Night Moon, the area it covered grew ever wider.

Even with Xuan Qi Protecting Body, everyone felt cold, and they began migrating to cities where the snow hadn’t fallen yet.

People in Dongyuan were panicking.

And Shen Jingyun was still holding out inside the Heavy Snow Night Moon.

“Cough, cough, cough…” Shen Jingyun coughed softly, “We need to find a way to see Xie Shu. The stability of Dongyuan depends on him… cough, cough…”

“Family Head, your health…” The person beside him was deeply concerned.

“It’s nothing,” Shen Jingyun shook his head. “Today I’ll go myself, you all don’t need to follow.”

Shen Jingyun refused to let people follow him.

Chuzheng and Xie Shu were nearby, in a chamber that hadn’t been completely buried. His people had tried to go there before, but they were always turned away.

Although the chamber wasn’t completely buried, most of it was under the ruins.

It was a bit of a struggle for normal people to get down there, not to mention Shen Jingyun…

He slid down the somewhat steep slope, where there were sharp protuberances ahead.

Shen Jingyun closed his eyes, but then his body was stopped from sliding further down by someone.

“Yaoye,” Shen Jingyun called softly without opening his eyes.

Shen Yaoye helped him rise, his handsome face showing a trace of indifference, “Sick and yet you come out alone, do you wish to die here?”

“Yaoye,” Shen Jingyun reached out, trying to grab Shen Yaoye’s arm.

Shen Yaoye stepped aside, calling out with clear indifference, “Brother.”

Shen Jingyun lowered his hand, “Mm.”

Having reached the bottom, he knocked on the stone door of the chamber.

There was no response from the inside.

Shen Yaoye still stood where he was, his eyes harboring complicated emotions that were hard to read.

Leaning against the stone door, Shen Jingyun looked up at him, “After so many days, you finally deign to see me.”

“I’m just afraid that if you died, there would be no one to take care of the Shen family,” Shen Yaoye said.

“Yaoye, father is dead, don’t be like this,” Shen Jingyun’s voice was low, Shen Yaoye had to listen closely to make it out, “When father died, his greatest wish was to see you one last time. Why did you…”

“He only cared about you. Don’t come to console me with such words,” Shen Yaoye said as he walked upward. “Don’t waste your time here. If she wanted to see you, she would have done so already.”

Shen Yaoye vanished from Shen Jingyun’s line of sight.

Silver hair framed Shen Jingyun’s face, making it appear even paler. After a while, he let out a long sigh.

Just as Shen Yaoye had said, Chuzheng didn’t want to see him, or rather, she didn’t want him to see Xie Shu.

–

Chuzheng opened the stone door.

A young and elegant man was kneeling outside the door, with snow covering his shoulders and the top of his head.

Chuzheng was somewhat annoyed, “What do you want to do?”

He had been lurking around her for several days, and now he was kneeling down.

A grown man should be kneeling to heaven, earth, and his parents, but why was he kneeling to her?

She didn’t want to be his mother.

She didn’t have such a big son!

“Shen Jingyun wants to see Young Master Xie,” Shen Yaoye, who’d been kneeling for who knew how long, looked somewhat unwell, his voice was hoarse, “Please let Young Master Xie meet with him.”

“Why does Xie Shu have to see him?” Chuzheng’s face was cold, the Good Person Card is mine! Mine!!

“Please,” Shen Yaoye pleaded.

“Xie Shu won’t meet him.”

“I… I’ll kneel until Young Master Xie agrees to meet him.”

“Then you kneel… What’s wrong?” Chuzheng said, wrapping her arms around Xie Shu who had walked up.

“I want to go out for a walk,” Xie Shu said, without looking at Shen Yaoye.

Chuzheng glanced outside, where the weather seemed exceptionally fine despite the collapse of the Heavy Snow Night Moon, not too cold even as it snowed.

The air wasn’t great in the chamber, so Chuzheng agreed with Xie Shu’s request and took him up.

Shen Yaoye rose and followed.

He followed silently but quickly disappeared again upon seeing Shen Jingyun and the others from afar.

Shen Jingyun, with great difficulty, was finally facing Chuzheng, ordering his men to block them.

“Step aside,” Chuzheng’s tone was icy. “Is this ever going to end?”

“Miss Jun, please, just delay for a moment,” Shen Jingyun had rushed over and began coughing violently after speaking. He covered his mouth with his palm, and when he removed it, there was blood dripping from the tips of his fingers.

He paused for a moment, then covered his hand with his sleeve.

“Young Master Xie, do you want to see your mother?”

Xie Shu’s grip on Chuzheng’s hand suddenly tightened.

–

Xie Shu’s mother had been brought over by Shen Jingyun, the woman who was only in her forties had a hunched back, an aged face, and looked like an old person of extraordinary years.

But her eyes were exceptionally bright.

Supported by others, as Xie Shu stood beside Chuzheng, his gaze fell on the elderly woman, and he unconsciously stepped back.

The woman on the other side seemed clearly frightened.

Like a lost child, she stood there nervous and agitated, her body trembling.

Chuzheng wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, “If you don’t want to see her, we can go back.”

“No…” Xie Shu’s lips parted slightly.

In Ruins of the Heavy Snow Night Moon, he didn’t have a mother.

His father had said his mother passed away early…

But now his mother, was standing in front of him.

So strange that he dared not recognize her.

Xie Shu wanted to speak with her alone.

Chuzheng and Shen Jingyun left, but Chuzheng didn’t go far and stood in a place where she could see them.

What if the Good Person Card got taken away by someone?

Of course, she had to watch.

Shen Jingyun kept suppressing her cough, her body teetering.

Chuzheng silently moved a bit further away.

Don’t come crashing into me and make trouble.

Shen Jingyun: “…”

After talking with the woman for a long time, Xie Shu returned to the secret room without saying a word.

He sat in the corner, staring blankly at the wall murals.

Chuzheng fed him food, but he wouldn’t eat.

Chuzheng looked at the food in her hand, hesitated, and finally pinched Xie Shu’s chin, forcing him to swallow.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Xie Shu choked.

His whole face turned bright red, with reflexive tears in the corners of his eyes, his misty eyes held a bit of resentment as he looked at Chuzheng.

“Are you trying to choke me to death?”

Chuzheng justified herself, “You won’t eat.”

How am I supposed to take care of myself, all weak and helpless, if I don’t force-feed you!

“But you can’t just force-feed me.” Can’t you cajole me?

Is this something a woman should do?

“Will you eat or not?” It’s so troublesome to eat something.

“Feed me.”

Chuzheng: “…”

Feed?

Feeding is to coax children.

The Good Person Card is already so big, why feed?

Might as well continue to force-feed, it’s faster and saves time.

Xie Shu, seeing Chuzheng about to force-feed again, couldn’t help but cry and laugh, the pent-up emotions inside him, scattered because of her fuss.

Being with her was really nice.

Without all those messy things.

“Chuzheng.” Xie Shu embraced her: “No matter what I do, will you always unconditionally support me?”

“What do you want to do? I’ll help you.”

That’s enough.

“It’s good to have met you.”

Chuzheng seized the moment to ask, “So am I a good person?”

“Mhm.” Xie Shu nodded: “You’re the best.”

Chuzheng: “…”

Why doesn’t Bastard react?

Or are all men disingenuous?