CHAPTER 687: CHAPTER 549: YANG MINGCHENG WAS SECRETLY WIPING AWAY TEARS.

The two chatted idly for quite a while before Yang Zhenshan left Duke Xing Mansion.

Returning to the temporary residence of the Yang family, Yu Qingyi and Ms. Wang were preparing bridal clothes for Yang Wanqing. In fact, the bridal gown was ready long ago; they were just checking to see if it had sustained any damage on the way.

"Grandpa!" Yang Wanqing greeted Yang Zhenshan with a beaming smile when she saw him return.

Yang Zhenshan nodded, then glanced at Yu Qingyi and said, "After Wanqing gets married, let Red Cloud stay by her side for a few years!"

"Ah!" Red Cloud couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

Yu Qingyi looked up in puzzlement and asked, "Why? What happened?"

Looking at Yang Wanqing, Yang Zhenshan said, "The grudge between Duke Xing Mansion and the Jinlong Dynasty runs deep, with the young ladies and young masters frequently targeted by assassins from the Jinlong Dynasty!"

Frowning, Yang Wanqing said, "I’m not afraid, if they dare to come, I’ll make sure they all stay in Nanhua City!"

A daughter grows up and cannot be kept at home forever.

Yang Zhenshan felt somewhat nostalgic.

"Will that be too dangerous? If it’s not okay, I’ll stay and accompany Wanqing for a few years!" Ms. Wang said worriedly.

Yu Qingyi gave her a disdainful look, "What are you talking about? Have you ever heard of a mother needing to accompany her daughter after marriage?"

Ms. Wang smiled sheepishly, "The daughter-in-law is just worried about Wanqing!"

"Your staying would be of no use, your cultivation isn’t even on par with Red Cloud!" Yu Qingyi said bluntly.

Ms. Wang felt dejected, alright, her cultivation indeed wasn’t as good as Red Cloud’s.

Red Cloud and Qingxia were maids by Yu Qingyi’s side, but in fact, they were more like her disciples.

Not long ago, Red Cloud had just broken through to the Postnatal Ninth Layer, while Qingxia was slightly behind, still at the Postnatal Eighth Layer.

Moreover, Red Cloud was skilled in medical arts, particularly adept at detoxification.

Yu Qingyi looked at Red Cloud, "Are you willing to stay?"

Hesitating a moment, Red Cloud said, "I will follow the madam’s arrangements."

"Then it’s settled, you will stay and take care of Wanqing for a few years," Yu Qingyi said.

Yang Zhenshan smiled and added, "Five years will do. After three years, I will give you a Three Yellow Plum to help you condense the Innate True Qi."

Hearing this, Red Cloud was immediately overjoyed, "Thank you for the Marquis’s grace!"

The reason for giving Red Cloud the Three Yellow Plum three years later was mainly because Red Cloud had just broken through to the Postnatal Ninth Layer and her cultivation was not yet stable; giving her the plum now would be too hasty.

After three years, when Red Cloud’s cultivation became more stable, giving her the Three Yellow Plum to condense Innate True Qi would be appropriate.

And after five years, they would send a few maids with higher cultivation to replace Red Cloud.

Yang Zhenshan knew Yu Qingyi would be reluctant to part with Red Cloud, just as he would be with his own Red Cloud—ah, his Red Cloud was a horse, not the Red Cloud in front of his eyes.

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April 18th, an auspicious day for weddings, travels, construction, and praying for blessings.

Early in the morning, the Yang family members all got up early. Yang Zhenshan and Yu Qingyi were dressed in new clothes and waited in the main hall for the groom to come for the bridal procession.

In the bridal chamber, Yang Wanqing, dressed in a fiery red wedding gown, was seated in front of a mirror, with Treasure Bead standing behind her, arranging her hair ornaments.

"Miss looks so beautiful today!" Treasure Bead said with delight.

Yang Wanqing was indeed extraordinarily beautiful that day, her pair of dark eyes lively and charming, a slight curve to her brows and eyelids adding a flirtatious charm, and the baby fat on her cheeks made her look even more endearing.

She wasn’t the type of stunning beauty that took one’s breath away at first sight, but she possessed a kind of lovable charm that brought joy at a glance.

"Don’t talk nonsense!" Yang Wanqing said with a touch of coy shyness.

"Hehe~~ Miss can’t wait any longer!" Treasure Bead laughed teasingly.

Yang Wanqing, flustered and exasperated, turned around to pin her down, and the two of them playfully tussled without a care for appearances.

Outside the room, on the corridor, Yang Mingcheng and Ms. Wang watched this scene.

Yang Mingcheng was actually secretly wiping away tears.

Ms. Wang couldn’t stand it any longer and slapped his back, "Why are you crying?"

"I just can’t bear to part with my daughter! Just thinking that I won’t see her again in the future makes my heart feel so empty!" Yang Mingcheng said while wiping away his tears.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what do you mean you won’t see your daughter again? She is just getting married, not dying! Ah tsk~~"

Realizing she had misspoken, Ms. Wang hastily spat to ward off bad luck, "May the heavens forgive me, I spoke out of turn."

"You fool, on your daughter’s joyous day, can’t you say something nice?"

Yang Mingcheng looked through the window at Yang Wanqing in her wedding dress, but his heart, that of an old father, just couldn’t lift its spirits.

"When Wanqing was that big, you even said we couldn’t afford to raise her; in the blink of an eye, she’s all grown up."

"Wuu wuu~~ She was just this tiny back then!"

He gestured with his two hands, cradling an imaginary object.

When Yang Wanqing was born, she was very frail, to the point where even Ms. Wang thought they couldn’t keep the child alive.

At that time, Yang Zhenshan hadn’t yet crossed over to this world, and the Yang family was poor and struggling, with nothing to eat or drink. Every night, Yang Mingcheng would squatted down beside the little girl, fearing she’d stop breathing at any moment.

Three months after Yang Wanqing was born, Yang Zhenshan came to this world. By then, her health had improved somewhat but was still very weak.

However, these were unknown to Yang Zhenshan, since the little girl was always inside Yang Mingcheng and his wife’s house, and it wasn’t proper for Yang Zhenshan to visit the young child.

Later, as the living conditions of the Yang family improved, Ms. Wang had enough breast milk, and the little girl gradually became stronger.

Then, after they started drinking Spiritual Spring Water provided by Yang Zhenshan, the little girl grew stronger by the day, and her physique eventually surpassed that of other children her age.

These were things unknown to Yang Zhenshan, only known to Yang Mingcheng and Ms. Wang.