NFBE Chapter 277 Return to Daxia
Chapter 277 Return to Daxia
The days in southern Xinjiang flowed by quietly like a gentle stream. Ye Qingchen and Gu Mochen spent a peaceful and beautiful time there, and their five children also thrived in this exotic land, their innocent laughter often echoing in the courtyard.
However, Ye Qingchen always kept the Great Xia in her heart, a place filled with family ties and memories she couldn't sever. She said to Gu Mochen, "Mochen, we've been in the Southern Frontier for so long. I want to take the children back to Great Xia for a visit." Gu Mochen looked at her, his eyes full of doting affection, and nodded gently, "Alright, whatever you say. Wherever you are, I'll be there." Ye Qingchen smiled and said, "If you say that, I'm worried Father will nag you every day."
As they were talking, Gu Mochen suddenly started sneezing incessantly, looking rather comical. Ye Qingchen couldn't help but feel suspicious. She stepped forward and extended her slender fingers to take Gu Mochen's pulse. She frowned slightly, examining him intently, but after a moment, she gently shook her head. Strange, his pulse was steady and normal, not like a cold. Ye Qingchen's lips curled up slightly, and she teased, "Most likely, your father in Daxia is thinking of us." Gu Mochen couldn't help but laugh as well, "Perhaps that's true. He cares about us, and these sneezes are his way of conveying his longing."
Duan Yuanshan said, "I think it's him. He probably thinks I've taken up too much of your time and isn't even making arrangements to go home. So you should hurry back."
In the days that followed, Ye Qingchen busied herself preparing for her return to Great Xia. She carefully selected gifts for her family, all specialties and treasures from Southern Xinjiang, each one imbued with her deep longing for them. The children were overjoyed; they had been away from Great Xia for a long time, but they still remembered their grandparents and their maternal grandmother, their great-grandmother, the eldest princess.
The day of departure finally arrived. Ye Qingchen, with the children in tow, bid farewell to Sister Ling'er and Dong Nanxi. Sister Ling'er held Ye Qingchen's hand, her eyes filled with reluctance: "Qingchen, the journey is long. You must take good care of yourself and the children." Ye Qingchen's eyes reddened slightly, and she nodded firmly: "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely arrive safely. Take care of yourself in the Southern Frontier as well." Dong Nanxi also stepped forward, smiling, and said: "Qingchen, have a safe journey. I hope you and your cousin will come back often."
Ye Qingchen was also taken aback when she saw Dong Nanxi. It was the first time she had heard him call her that. Before, he had always called her Young Master Ye, Princess Consort, or Sister-in-law. This time, he actually called her by her name. She didn't think much about why, but now that he was her brother-in-law, there was nothing wrong with calling him that.
Ye Qingchen knelt before her parents, her eyes filled with longing, "Father, Mother, your daughter is returning to Great Xia. I won't be able to stay and serve you both. I hope you will take good care of yourselves." Her parents' eyes were full of love. Her father gently stroked her head, "Child, go. Great Xia is also your homeland. Be careful on your journey. Bring the children back to visit when you have time. We will come to see you later." Her mother handed her a package, "These are some gifts I prepared for you. I haven't been with you since you fell off the cliff. Don't suffer while you're away."
Ye Qingchen accepted the package, her heart filled with gratitude. She stood up, took the children's hands, and embarked on the journey to Daxia with Gu Mochen. This time, they would travel by water, and naturally, all the attendants would follow closely behind them. Along the way, the sun shone brightly, a gentle breeze blew, and the children laughed and chatted, curiously gazing at the scenery along the way.
The boat glided leisurely forward, like a giant water dragon cleaving the calm, mirror-like lake, leaving long trails of water in its wake. Looking through the clear window, the scenery outside was like a magnificent, ever-changing painting. Sometimes, rolling green hills stretched out, shaded by lush trees; sometimes, the river roared and surged, splashing waves; sometimes, the fields stretched as far as the eye could see, with waves of wheat rippling in the breeze.
Ye Qingchen leaned quietly against the window frame, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, her thoughts drifting into the distance. The gates of memory slowly opened, and fragments of her time in the Great Xia Dynasty surged into her mind like a tide. The various scenes from those three years played out in her mind like movie scenes: the confusion and bewilderment when she first arrived in the Great Xia Dynasty, the resilience and courage in the face of difficulties, and the joy and pride after achieving success. But what moved her most was her naive appearance when she first transmigrated, and looking at herself now, she had almost achieved great success.
At this very moment, her five adorable children were laughing and playing in the car, creating quite a lively scene. These little ones were all energetic and lively, seemingly never tiring. One moment they were curiously fiddling with the novelties she had brought back from southern Xinjiang, and the next they were excitedly pressing against the car window, staring wide-eyed at the magnificent and enchanting mountains and rivers outside, chattering incessantly with questions.
Gu Mochen sat gently to the side, his deep, bright eyes always watching the children with a smile. Whenever the children asked all sorts of strange and unusual questions, he would listen patiently, think carefully, and then give detailed and accurate answers. Sometimes, he would even actively participate in the children's games, laughing and playing with them, enjoying this warm and beautiful parent-child time.
Just as Ye Qingchen and his group were about to step onto the border of the Great Xia Dynasty, suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky, and a strong wind arose. The fleet had to stop and dock at the shore. Gu Mochen warily surveyed his surroundings and drew his sword. Ye Qingchen picked up his daughter, and the four beauties carried the other children. The children were terrified by this sudden turn of events and fell silent, their eyes filled with fear.
"Mo Chen, what's going on?" Ye Qingchen asked softly. Gu Mo Chen frowned: "I don't know either. It seems there's a powerful force nearby." Just then, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the dark earth. Ye Qingchen seemed to see a blurry figure, appearing and disappearing in the gale.
As the lightning disappeared, the figure vanished without a trace. The gale gradually subsided, the dark clouds slowly dispersed, and the sky returned to its clear state. Ye Qingchen and Gu Mochen exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with confusion. They didn't know what what they had just witnessed meant, but they knew that this journey home would likely not be as peaceful as they had imagined.
The fleet continued its journey, but a gloomy atmosphere lingered in Ye Qingchen's heart. She didn't know what dangers awaited them ahead, but she secretly vowed to protect her child and family. Gu Mochen, too, clenched his fists tightly. Since he began cultivating immortality and could see these extraordinary phenomena, he was determined to use his power to create a safe haven for his family.
Behind them, the scenery of southern Xinjiang gradually receded into the distance, while the outline of the Great Xia became increasingly clear ahead. Filled with both anticipation and unease for the future, they strode step by step towards their homeland, unsure of what strange sights awaited them.
After traveling for several more days, the ship reached the outskirts of the city. They changed to horse-drawn carriages and traveled for a long time before finally seeing the city gates of the Great Xia Dynasty. The tall city gates stood majestically, and the flags of the Great Xia Dynasty fluttered on the city walls. Ye Qingchen excitedly pointed to the city gates: "Children, look, we've arrived at the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty!" The children cheered, their eyes sparkling with excitement.
The carriage slowly entered the city gate, the streets bustling with activity. The people cast curious glances at Ye Qingchen and her entourage. Looking at the familiar streets and buildings, Ye Qingchen was filled with emotion. She had returned to the Great Xia Dynasty.
However, just as they were preparing to head to the palace, a man dressed in black suddenly appeared before them. His face was veiled, obscuring his features. He bowed slightly to Gu Mochen and Ye Qingchen, saying, "Your Highness and Your Highness, His Majesty has ordered that you proceed to a certain place before entering the palace to meet the Emperor." Gu Mochen and Ye Qingchen were puzzled, but nodded nonetheless. Their father must have his reasons for doing this.
Led by the man in black, Gu Mochen and Ye Qingchen arrived at a secluded courtyard. The courtyard was adorned with blooming flowers and shady trees, exuding elegance. The man in black opened the door and gestured for them to enter: "Your Highness, please come in." Gu Mochen and Ye Qingchen, holding the children's hands, entered the courtyard together.
In the courtyard, the old man stood with his back to them under a tree. Hearing footsteps, he slowly turned around. Gu Mochen was stunned when he saw the old man's face. "Master!" he exclaimed. He hadn't seen his master for a long time. His master hadn't come back to see him even after his wedding, and he hadn't seen him even when they went to the Southern Frontier to rescue Qingchen's mother. The Medicine King smiled at them: "Mochen and Qingchen, you've finally returned. Qingchen, I should have seen you sooner. If I had seen your face, I could have told you sooner that your mother was still alive."
Then, the Medicine King's gaze fell upon the children, his eyes filled with affection: "These are all your children, aren't they? They're so adorable." Ye Qingchen introduced the children one by one, and the children obediently bowed to the Medicine King. The Medicine King smiled and patted the children's heads, his eyes seemingly glistening with tears.