The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1820

Chapter 1820: 895 in hand (1st update)

Steam rising, the dishes were soon presented on the table.

Chang Kun invited Lord Xuanping to take a seat in the side hall, where six of Chang Kun’s sons-in-law awaited, and introduced them one by one to Lord Xuanping.

Everyone knew this person was Chang Jing’s savior and treated Lord Xuanping with utmost courtesy.

Lord Xuanping looked at this crowded family, momentarily unsure of what to say.

"Please sit, Hero Xiao." Chang Kun said.

Lord Xuanping sat to the left of Chang Kun, while the daughters did not dine at the same table as the men, and the sons-in-law began to take their seats one after another.

Next to Lord Xuanping was Ye Qing’s seat, which they thoughtfully left vacant, while the place to Chang Kun’s left was also empty, which Lord Xuanping guessed was reserved for Chang Jing.

It seemed Chang Jing’s status on the island was indeed high; even after three years away, he still received the treatment of the young island master.

Before long, Chang Jing arrived.

He had bathed and changed into dry clothes, his hairstyle transformed from a single topknot to multiple braids like the other men on the island.

—— Braided by seven sisters.

After three years, they can finally braid their brother’s hair again; the seven sisters expressed their delight!

Even their wives had never braided their hair... The six brothers-in-law expressed envy!

Lord Xuanping looked at the transformed Chang Jing, suddenly feeling as though a young son had grown up.

Of course, Chang Jing was not his son, but he appeared in his darkest days after losing Ahen.

It’s not as if he saw Chang Jing as Ahen’s substitute, yet Chang Jing indeed accompanied him through a difficult period.

Chang Jing greeted his father and brothers-in-law one by one, then sat beside Lord Xuanping: "There’s something peculiar about the way you’re looking at me."

Lord Xuanping calmly withdrew his gaze and asked in a normal tone, "Where’s Ye Qing?"

"He’s been poisoned." Chang Jing replied.

"How did he get poisoned?" Lord Xuanping asked, noticing that Chang Jing didn’t seem concerned; he wasn’t worried about a fatal poison.

Chang Jing sighed: "Aren’t you outer island folks too delicate, getting poisoned just from drinking some flower tea? I’ve been drinking it my whole life without any issues."

Lord Xuanping: "..."

Island dishes centered around fish and meat. Worrying that Lord Xuanping might not be accustomed, Chang Kun specifically hired a chef from outside the island to prepare a few side dishes.

Lord Xuanping wasn’t picky; having eaten horse carcasses and gnawed on grass roots during battles, he was content with hot food.

Chang Kun smiled: "By the way, Hero Xiao, there will be a martial arts gathering on our island in a few days. Would you like to observe?"

Lord Xuanping smiled, saying, "I would indeed love to stay, but urgent matters await at home, so I must return quickly."

Chang Jing’s eldest brother-in-law was amazed: "What? You want to leave the island in this weather? It’s almost November! There could already be blizzards on the ice plains!" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Chang Kun warned sincerely: "Yes, Hero Xiao, you might be unaware of the harsh weather on the ice plains, as you’ve never experienced it. Even I wouldn’t dare venture into the ice plains at this time."

Chang Jing kept his head down, eating quietly.

Are they persuading? Can they persuade him?

Someone’s son requires an antidote.

If he must die, let it be on the road delivering the medicine.

With a chopstick, Chang Jing poked a piece of fish, breaking the dish into two halves with excessive force.

Chang Kun chuckled: "Look, Xiao Jing is upset; he hopes you’ll stay."

Lord Xuanping glanced at Chang Jing and sighed: "The intentions are appreciated, but Xiao humbly acknowledges them. If given the chance in the future, I shall return to visit the island."

At this juncture, Chang Kun and the sons-in-law refrained from further persuasion.

"When will you depart?" Chang Kun asked, "I’ll have people prepare things for your journey."

If it were another season, Chang Kun would ensure Lord Xuanping was escorted across the ice plains. But the dire winter hazards prevented risking his clansmen’s lives.

In fact, attempting such would be futile because one would undoubtedly perish on the ice plains.

Chang Kun felt regret.

Lord Xuanping replied: "Tomorrow morning."

...

After dinner, Lord Xuanping returned to his room.

Leaving Quyang City’s Dayan border took two days; traversing the ice plains took seven, never allowing for proper rest, so Lord Xuanping’s body was weary from new and old injuries alike.

Tonight, he must restore his strength to prepare for the possible blizzards ahead.

Knock, knock, knock.

A knocking sound came from outside the door.

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