Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 929 - An Agreement_1

Chapter 929: Chapter 929: An Agreement_1

Chapter 929: Chapter 929: An Agreement_1

Let’s talk about Yang Wenxiao and his grandson Yang Hao.

These two had brought substantial spiritual pressure to Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang; they were currently sipping Milk Tea, discussing the events of the day.

“Grandpa, how do you see today’s events?” Yang Hao asked.

“The treasure, it should not be in the hands of the Tong Family.”

“But why would the treasure disappear out of thin air? I heard that when Yeye went into the secret tunnel, the treasure had just been moved, leaving clear ash prints on the ground,” said Yang Hao.

Yang Wenxiao leisurely took a sip of his Milk Tea, waiting for the rich and mellow aroma to dissipate before speaking, “What’s more mysterious is that we only saw the dust prints left by the disappearing treasure, with no footprints to be seen.”

“This batch of treasure, it vanished into thin air, into thin air.”

Yang Hao was stunned, “In this world, can such magical things truly exist?”

“There are immortals in this world,” sighed Yang Wenxiao. He was someone who had truly experienced such events and thus had the most authority to speak on the matter.

The most uptodate nove𝙡s are published on frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓.

It’s just that the immortal had already departed, and currently, the Tong Family had no immortals. It was uncertain if she had any heirs…

“Actually, I no longer care whether we find that batch of treasure or not,” Yang Wenxiao continued, “I have decided to sign an agreement with Qiao Xiaomai.”

“An agreement?” Yang Hao showed a puzzled expression.

“Yes, an agreement. Your father, you, our Royal Family for three generations will sign an agreement with her,” Yang Wenxiao ordered in an instructive tone, “Go fetch the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.”

Yang Hao acknowledged and quickly got off his heated brick bed to fetch the writing materials.

Next, he ground the inkstick, while Yang Wenxiao took the brush and started drafting the agreement.

Previously, he had only casually sighed in exclamation, but now, having seen the manor with his own eyes, his heartfelt sentiment was about to be turned into reality.

“Right now, the Tong Family must be feeling extremely uneasy. The words spoken by Gu Sheng today resonated with me. But as sovereigns, suspicion is ingrained in our very nature. They feel a sword hanging over their heads, and we of the Royal Family are also under the same threat.”

“I want to trust the Tong Family, but when it comes to the issue of rebellion, how can I be completely at ease?”

“Considering the kindness his mother showed to our Yang Family, I am willing to make this exception for him. In this way, both sides can be at peace.”

Yang Hao stood by, listening to Yang Wenxiao’s words, and then looked at the agreement being drafted, nodding, “This is indeed the best course of action.”

“Indeed,” Yang Wenxiao heaved a long sigh, “This agreement is beneficial for both parties, and you, in the future, must also adhere to it.”

“I shall heed Grandpa Emperor’s teachings.”

By the time the agreement was drafted, it was already deep into the night, and Yang Hao returned to his own Courtyard to rest.

Snowflakes began to drift down from the sky again, large and dense. He didn’t use an umbrella, and within a few short steps, his body was covered in quite a few snowflakes.

Auspicious snow promises a prosperous year; next year, Bailu Town will again witness a bountiful scene.

It was not yet light when Qiao Xiaomai awoke. She hadn’t slept well, having dreamt all night of wandering the world with Tong Sanlang.

Tong Sanlang also woke up, his sleep having been equally restless, plagued with dreams of life-and-death separations.

Both were not in the best of spirits. Qiao Xiaomai took out two cups of Spiritual Spring water, and after drinking the cool elixir, they both felt somewhat better.

When she opened the door, she found the snow had blocked it completely.

The snow reached up to Qiao Xiaomai’s thighs. Seeing this, Tong Sanlang unleashed two palm strikes, blowing the snow away and clearing a path in the Courtyard with his internal strength, which was much faster than using a shovel.

Qiao Xiaomai stood at the doorway, her face involuntarily breaking into a smile, “A must-have for home and travel, your Martial Arts are truly beneficial.”