Chapter 463 - 458: My Husband (Grand Finale) Part 3

Chapter 463: Chapter 458: My Husband (Grand Finale) Part 3

The Madam won’t just never wake up again, will she?

Thinking of this, Chunyang’s eyes suddenly moistened, and she wanted to cry again.

She quickly shook her head and bit her lower lip hard.

She couldn’t cry. The Young Master was just by the Madam’s side this morning. If she cried, it would make the already uneasy Young Master even more anxious.

Now that the Madam and the Lord are not here, she must take care of the Young Master in their place!

After adjusting her emotions at the doorway, she said softly, "Madam, this maid is coming in."

Only then did she walk inside.

Who knew, just as she entered, she suddenly froze.

There by the bed, the woman who had been bedridden for so long was somehow already sitting up, her smooth black hair draped over her shoulders, the corners of her mouth slightly turned up, gently looking down with infinite tenderness at Little Point, who was sleeping by the bedside.

Chunyang’s hands trembled uncontrollably, and if she hadn’t been somewhat steady, the things she was holding would have fallen to the ground.

Is that... the Madam? She—she wasn’t dreaming, was she?!

Noticing the movement at the door, the woman on the bed lifted her head, raised her brows at her, and put a finger to her lips, softly saying, "Shh."

Then, she lifted the quilt and carefully got out of bed, standing up.

Having lain down for so long, her muscles were weak. Just as she stood up, she staggered and quickly grabbed the bedpost for support.

Chunyang felt her heart skip a beat, hurriedly set down what she was holding, rushed over, supported Xu Jing, and exclaimed joyously, "Madam, you... you’ve woken up, you’re okay?!"

As she spoke, tears uncontrollably rolled down the corners of her eyes.

Xu Jing looked at her helplessly and asked, "The Lord?"

Chunyang’s expression stiffened. She bit her lip and said, "The Lord... is in the next room, but the Lord still hasn’t woken up..."

"No, he has awoken."

Xu Jing smiled gently and said softly, "I know, he has awoken."

In her dreams, the voice that finally called her back was Xiao Yi’s.

He must have already woken up; her feeling couldn’t be wrong.

Chunyang looked at Xu Jing in a daze.

Xu Jing didn’t explain much to her and softly said, "Support me to the Lord’s place, and don’t wake the Young Master yet. Put him in bed and let him sleep a bit more. I know that during the time when the Lord and I were unconscious, this little guy hardly got any good rest."

Although Chunyang wanted Xu Jing to rest a bit, it was natural for the Madam to be worried about the Lord, so she said, "Okay, this maid will assist the Madam over."

After bringing Xu Jing to Xiao Yi’s room, she hurriedly left to find a doctor.

Xu Jing sat by the bed, looking at the man lying quietly in bed, gently stroked the white cloth on his forehead, paused, and then lay beside him, smiling softly and saying, "I know you are already awake, don’t be lazy now, get up quickly, I have so much to say to you."

"You went to war for half a year, and every letter you sent home, I read several times, just afraid that you’d report the good news and not the bad. After all, when I wrote to you, I instinctively avoided telling you about bad things, fearing it might affect your state on the battlefield."

"I always said in the letters that everything was fine with me and Chang Xiao, but actually, there were bad times too. In this half year, Chang Xiao fell ill twice. Although it was just common colds each time, taking care of a sick child is exhausting. Every time I would grumble about why you weren’t with us."

"Several times I stayed up all night making medicine, and once I was so exhausted I fainted. Qingqing and the others kept telling me not to push myself so hard, but I always worried that if the medicine wasn’t made in time, what would happen when the soldiers at the front needed it? What if... you needed it?"

Xu Jing rambled on without noticing that the man’s little finger suddenly twitched slightly and his thin lips faintly pressed together.

Xu Jing continued, "Speaking of which, I was completely shocked when Jiang Yu pulled Jiang Shaoyan into the river. He said he saved me again. I didn’t understand what he meant then, but now I recall that the man who saved me from nearly being captured by enemy soldiers in Lingzhou was him. He was there in Lingzhou at that time too."

"He said, these two debts of gratitude need not be repaid by me, just that in my next life, I should offer myself to him..."

Before she could finish, Xu Jing’s left hand, which rested at her side, suddenly felt warm.

Her heart leaped, and she abruptly raised her eyes to see that the man beside her had somehow slightly opened his eyes, looking down at her, his dark eyes not a hint of drowsiness from waking up, watching her unblinkingly, and he softly murmured, "Don’t."

"In the next life, and the life after that, you are my wife."

Xu Jing: "..."

She had said so much that her throat was dry, and who would have thought what finally woke this man was Jiang Yu.

She even wondered if in this man’s heart Jiang Yu held more weight than she did.

Seeing this man staring at her with his black eyes, stubbornly waiting for her answer, she couldn’t help but smile in exasperation. She leaned closer, gently pressed her forehead against his, and with a smile at her lips, whispered, "Then it depends on how you behave in this life, my... husband."

...

"By the way, Jing, I had a very strange dream while I was in a coma."

"Oh?"

"I dreamed that you... went to a very strange place, a place without me or Chang Xiao, no matter how I called you, you seemed unable to see me."

"Ah."

"Jing, you won’t really leave us one day and go to such a place, will you?"

"Silly, I’m right here, where can I go?"

The man suddenly let out a low laugh, "But no matter where you go, it doesn’t matter. Chang Xiao and I will always be by your side."

Because I have already chosen you.

So, no matter where you go, I will never let go, even if it is a world beyond my reach.

—The End—