Gone With The Bustling World Chapter 38: Chapter Thirty-Four

Translator: Antonia
At that moment, Xiao Qingyu didn't answer the question.

Until long long later, until both of them turned into ashes, until the world had undergone wax and wane… When people recited the thousand-aged legend again and again, they finally found out from the moonlight the answer that was sealed by the dust of time…

Fang Junqian's wound healed quickly. Within a short time, he could vigorously fight against a dozen soldiers in the training field and defeated them.

After days, there came the imperial edict. Besides worthless words of praise, there weren't any real rewards at all. It ordered Fang Junqian to station in Bafang and shall not return to the capital without further order.

Duke Fang understood that the Emperor began to feel threatened by him. How could Emperor Jiarui, a suspicious man, not feel threatened by him, a man with military power and respect in his hand? However, at this time, he still needed him to guard Daqing's territory, and the imperial family couldn't do without him. Besides, he had just made such a great victory, so Emperor Jiarui wouldn't want to leave a notorious story of “ruin his own Great Wall” in the history book.

To keep him at the frontier and constrain him with his parents in the capital so that he had scruples. What a thousand-year old fox!

In comparison, the Crown Prince Fang Jianhui should really learn from his father.

Duke Fang wasn't dissatisfied. No big deal! Just stay here. He quite enjoyed himself being a commanding king here in Bafang!

The whole of Daqing was relieved—

The war was finally over…

Duke Fang eyed Childe Wushuang who was clear-eyed and holding a chess piece before him, “Finally, it's over.”

Brilliance glistened in Xiao Qingyu's eyes, and he placed the piece down, “Yes, it's over.”

After Zhenxiong Battle, Tianbin and Xiongye couldn't have the military strength to invade again within three years.

“Qingyu, the imperial edict is issued, and I'm afraid I can't go back to the capital…” He reminded him in a roundabout way.

Xiao Qingyu sighed and said calmly, “I do feel deeply sorry for you.”

“Qingyu!” Fang Junqian asked nervously, “Could you stay for me?”

Taking off the halo of the Bafang General Commander and the bearing of a duke, he, nervous, anxious, restless, longing, stared at him and waited for his answer.

Would you stay for me? …

Would you? …

Would you… stay with me forever?

Xiao Qingyu fixed his sight on him, for a long moment, and answered with one word, “Yes.”

Fang Junqian grinned, like a little boy, as if all the bright suns.h.i.+ne was gathered on his face!

“Qingyu! …”

Xiao Qingyu raised a hand to stop him, “Play chess.”

Fang Junqina's dragon was again ruthlessly strangled by Childe Wushuang!

If the two were equal players in Chinese chess, then ten of Duke Fang couldn't defeat Xiao Qingyu when it came to Go!

This was already the fifth set, and Duke Fang had completely lost all of his confidence.

He looked at Xiao aggrievedly, “Qingyu, couldn't you just let me win once or twice? I came here specially to accompany you and left behind serious things.”

Xiao Qingyu said lightly, “I've abandoned four pieces.” It turned out Duke Fang lost five times in a row when Xiao Qingyu had abandoned four times.

“When you lose, lose well.” The clear eyes of Childe Wushuang were on him, carrying a subtle smile, “Give me your red scarf.”

Fang Junqian breathed out a sigh, “Qingyu, you can't accept my red scarf casually.”

Xiao Qingyu regarded him from head to toe, “Oh. You mean you have something else valuable?” It didn't seem so indeed!

Fang Junqian smiled bitterly. What valuable things did he have? He lost all his rings, bills, silver and even the close-fitting jade in this chess game…but this red scarf…

Xiao Qingyu was curious, “Actually, I wanted to ask you long ago. Does it mean something special that you wear it all day long?”

“This red scarf is going to be given to my only beloved one in my life.” Fang Junqian stared at him, “A person that will stay with me, to heaven or h.e.l.l, never to leave.”

“If Qingyu wants it, then I'll give you.” His tone was joking, but eyes unprecedentedly serious, “Qingyu, do you want it?”

I would regard the owner of the red scarf as my only love.

Apart from him, I, Fang Junqian, would never fall in love with anyone else.

Once I decided, he would be the only one…

Xiao Qingyu didn't expect that his red scarf that was on him all the time meant such.

Time turned silent. In the s.p.a.cious tent, only the slight breathing of them was heard.

Xiao Qingyu smiled, “People all use hairpins or jade as token of love, but you use your red scarf. Quite special.”

Even his refusing was so gentle, soft and impa.s.sive, “I don't dare to plunder it over. Keep it well, Duke Fang.”

Fang Junqian smiled bitterly. He knew it beforehand, but when he heard the words coming out of his mouth, he still couldn't help being sad and disappointed.

However, he wasn't the peerless Xiao Qingyu if he accepted it.

Fang Junqian laughed to hide his feelings, “I knew you wouldn't want it! Haha, so I don't have to give you the stake for this game!”

Xiao Qingyu nodded invisibly.

Nevertheless, Xiao Qingyu had never known that in the end, he accepted the red scarf anyway…

And people only knew that after the age of twenty-two, Fang Junqian, Emperor Huanyu, had never worn the red scarf again for his whole life…