Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 390 Blessing
Xiao Wang was stunned.

At this moment, he could clearly feel his heart pounding violently, one beat after another, full of power, as if it were about to leap out of his body at any moment.

He blurted it out without thinking.

"I want to propose to her."

Xiao Wenyi was helpless. This child usually seemed quite calm, so why was he so anxious at this moment?
He said, "Marriage is a serious matter and can't be rushed. At least we should wait until her injuries are fully healed."

Xiao Wang came to his senses. Yes, Yan Ciwan was still in a wheelchair and had great difficulty moving around. It was really inappropriate to propose marriage at this time.

"Does that mean Grandfather has agreed to this marriage?"

Xiao Wenyi said slowly, "To be fair, Ning Ci is not the best choice for your wife. Her background is complicated and may bring you more trouble. However, she knows your situation very well. She is not afraid of being implicated by you and is willing to go through thick and thin with you. Ultimately, the choice is up to you."

Xiao Wang replied without hesitation, "I'm not afraid of trouble!"

Xiao Wenyi couldn't help but laugh out loud: "She said the same thing as you."

Xiao Wang stared at him intently: "Grandfather, you will bless us, won't you?"

"Of course, I always wish you happiness."

A smile bloomed on Xiao Wang's face: "That's enough, thank you, Grandfather!"

"Ning Ci just told me about a plan. Now that you're here, I'll tell you about it too."

"it is good."

……

Inside Qingping Residence, Dongli carried Yan Ciwan down from the carriage and placed her in a wheelchair.

After Yan Ciwan sat down, she looked up at Dongli and suddenly said, "I would like to see the Grand Secretary."

Dongli was surprised; hadn't the Grand Secretary just visited yesterday?
She tried saying, "The Grand Secretary is quite busy lately. If you have anything to say to the Grand Secretary, you can tell me first, and I will pass it on to him."

"You just need to relay what I said to him; you don't need to worry about anything else."

Seeing that she was unwilling to speak, Dongli could only reply, "Yes."

Nie Xiayun pushed Yan Ciwan back to the bedroom.

As evening approached, lanterns were lit one after another in Qingping Residence. Yan Ciwan was preparing to go to sleep when there was a knock on her door. She asked, "Who is it?"

Si Buping's voice came through the door: "It's me."

"The door isn't locked, come in yourself."

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and Si Buping stepped across the threshold and entered.

He was still wearing a crimson round-necked official robe, with a sword at his waist. The warm yellow candlelight illuminated his face, giving his excessively handsome features a soft glow.

Yan Ciwan raised her hand, gesturing for him to sit down.

Si Buping stopped a step away from her and asked, "What do you want with me?"

“I asked around about your past.”

Si Buping said expressionlessly, "Many people know about my past, there's nothing to say about it."

“You were forced by your own father to take the blame for someone else. As a result, you suffered torture in prison and were even castrated. You will never be able to be a normal man again.”

Si Buping remained unmoved.

Those who hurt him back then are now buried under three feet of grass.

He is no longer the same person he once was, and he is no longer afraid of people bringing up his past. "If you specifically called me here just to talk about these old, trivial matters, then you are wasting my time. I cannot keep you company. Goodbye."

Si Buping turned to leave, but Yan Ciwan called out to him.

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Si Buping looked at her coldly: "Just say what you want to say. I don't like beating around the bush."

"Yesterday you told me that the reason you were loyal to the emperor was because he helped you uncover the injustice and saved you from dire straits. But did he ever tell you that it was Crown Prince Renxian who pleaded with Emperor Wen on your behalf, which gave you the opportunity to have your case overturned?"

Si Buping was stunned.

Yan Ciwan kept her eyes on him, and seeing his reaction, she immediately understood what was going on.

"It seems he didn't tell you anything."

Si Buping said in a deep voice, "The person who took over my case back then was the Fifth Prince."

"Was it because Crown Prince Renxian was too busy at that time that he had to let the Fifth Prince investigate your case in his place? Did the Fifth Prince really not mention Crown Prince Renxian at all from beginning to end?"

Si Buping fell into a long silence.

Yan Ciwan knew when to stop. She didn't force Si Buping to believe her. Instead, she calmly said, "These are just my side of the story. If you want to know for sure, you'd better check it yourself."

Si Buping left Qingping Residence.

Reason told him that he should immediately forget what Yan Ciwan had said. Regardless of who helped him back then, he now only had one person to serve: the one sitting on the throne!
He worked so hard to get to where he is now, he can't let it all be ruined because of someone who died more than 20 years ago.

Fu Bai led the horse over and asked, "Where are we going next?"

Si Buping mounted his horse: "Let's go home."

He spurred his horse forward, the night wind blowing in his face, scattering his thoughts, and some distant memories surfaced in his mind.

Thirty years ago, he was only ten years old and his appearance hadn't fully developed yet. But because of his blue eyes, he was often treated as an oddball. Whenever his brothers saw him, they would try every means to humiliate and bully him, and the servants in his family didn't take him seriously either.

Once, when distinguished guests came to visit, his brothers forced him to change into a dancer's dress and accompany the guests to drink and make merry.

He was treated like a plaything, utterly devoid of dignity.

His elder brother, drunk, deliberately tore his clothes, making him look foolish in front of the guests. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't escape and could only swallow all the shame.

Suddenly a cloak fell down and covered him, concealing his many old and new wounds.

Then a voice rang out.

"Everyone has had too much to drink tonight. The banquet is over. Everyone, please go home."

The voice was gentle, and it had a warm, spring-like quality to it. Si Buping couldn't help but raise his head and look at the speaker.

The man was wearing a light blue round-necked robe, and he was tall and upright. His face appeared particularly gentle and kind under the lamplight.

He had someone help Si Buping up and send him back to his residence, and then spoke to the younger members of the Si family who had gotten up to see him off.

"Considering your youthful vigor, let's leave it at that for now. I don't want to see such humiliating behavior towards others again in the future."

The Si family members saw the man off with trepidation.

Only afterward did Si Buping learn that the guests the Si family had hosted that night were Crown Prince Renxian and the Fifth Prince, and that the kind person who had helped him out of the predicament was none other than the famous Crown Prince Renxian.

That was the first time he met Crown Prince Renxian.

Thirty years had passed, and he thought he had forgotten about it all, but he never expected to suddenly remember this little thing tonight.

He involuntarily slowed down and thought back carefully. The Fifth Prince was also present that night, but the Fifth Prince did not say a word in his defense from beginning to end.