Chapter IBMLS Ch.42 Repayment (2)
A person once told me that it wasn’t easy to live, and it was easy to die, so I struggled all the way, I tried hard to survive. That person is my benefactor, and now I want to pass this sentence on to you, my lord.”
“Since you’re not afraid of death, why don’t you have the courage to live?”
During the third year of the Hongjia era, Xiangyang, Xie Xuanchen immediately remembered what happened that year. When he entered Xiangyang City, half of the city had been destroyed, it was devastating, he couldn’t bear the sight of it. She turned out to be from Xiangyang.
When he was in a coma, he vaguely heard Mu Mingtang mention something about a “benefactor”. At that time, he thought it was her trying to make polite remarks.
Xie Xuanchen was silent for a long time, and asked: “Have we met before?”
Mu Mingtang was crying so much that she could only nod her head vigorously. Xie Xuanchen relaxed and leaned on the soft pillow that made him feel very weak. After thinking for a long time, he recalled a similar, but vague shadow in the depths of his memory.
She was still so young back then, she fell to the ground and was so frightened that she couldn’t move, so weak that Xie Xuanchen felt that she wouldn’t be able to survive the moment she left this street. Unexpectedly, such a weak little girl, bravely walked out of the city, survived among the many refugees, and found her way out with her own two hands.
He would never have thought that the little girl, who he had randomly rescued in the past would now be the one to accompany him on his last journey. He grew up in a military camp, and he then joined the army later on. There were countless people who died under his hands, but he also did save many people like Mu Mingtang along the way.
The words he had casually said to her, she remembered them even after so many years. Today, his words were given back to him.
Xie Xuanchen sighed, it was the first time he felt that there was still someone who remembers him, and hopes that he’ll live on. Those years of fighting in the war, only a few years have passed since then, but it seemed that those days were long past him.
Xie Xuanchen rarely reminisced about the past, he didn’t say anything for a long time. After a while, he smiled softly and said, “It’s not been easy for you to live to this day. When I die, I’ll leave a message, so that they’ll let you remarry.” Xie Xuanchen paused after speaking, he then changed his words and said: “Forget it, the father and son duo are fake and hypocritical, I can’t trust them. When the time comes, I’ll contact the old ministry and secretly send you away.”
Mu Mingtang’s heart turned cold when she heard the word, remarry: “Are you planning for the matters that’ll happen after you die?”
Xie Xuanchen smiled indifferently: “It’s a natural process. People in the army don’t shy away from life and death. I wouldn’t live until next year.”
“Next year hasn’t even come yet, how can you be so sure that you won’t survive?” Mu Mingtang said reluctantly, “When I was fleeing, I felt that I couldn’t survive so many times, but I still managed to live through those moments. As long as you still want to live on, there’ll always be a chance for you.”
“How old are you, how dare you lecture me?” Xie Xuanchen raised his eyebrows, the tear mole moved slightly, and his gaze was filled with mockery.
Mu Mingtang bit her lip, choked, and said: “When I first learned that I was going to get married, I didn’t know that you were the Marquis of Wu’an. I felt like I was sold off, so I pointed right at Jiang Honghao and scolded him, saying that he was a shitty minister. Later, I even cheated Mrs. Jiang to give me a big sized dowry. Oh yes, Xie Xuanji was there that day, and I scolded him altogether.”
Xie Xuanchen raised his eyebrows in surprise. He thought he was already very capable of looking for trouble. As the chinese saying goes, each age brings forth new geniuses on this noble land, each will rule its own domain for years to come, Mu Mingtang was even more capable than him.
“So……” Mu Mingtang looked at Xie Xuanchen pitifully with tears in her eyes, “My lord, you must live on. If you die, what would happen to me? The Jiang family will definitely take revenge on me.”
Xie Xuanchen was speechless for a long time. In the end, he threw a piece of cloth in front of Mu Mingtang: “Don’t cry. Wipe away your tears, if you cry on and I’ll kill you.”