The General's Darling Is Delicate-Chapter 470: Post-Marriage Extra (1)

Mid-summer, the scorching heat.

A row of grape arbors held two delicate and exquisite little swings.

The ropes were wrapped in brocade, and the seat was cushioned with several layers of thick cotton, soft and fluffy.

Because of the heat, an ice mat was placed on top.

A little girl with a bun hairstyle, wearing a green soft smoke gauze dress, seemingly about four or five years old, sat on the swing, smiling with squinted eyes and revealing adorable, neat little milk teeth, very cute.

Yet behind her stood a little boy of similar age, with an unhappy expression.

Although the boy’s expression was impatient, his actions were incredibly gentle, afraid of accidentally causing the girl on the swing to fall.

The little girl giggled and didn’t forget to turn and ask, "Brother Axun, aren’t you playing? Flying high is so fun!"

The boy furrowed his brows, seemingly very dissatisfied with the title ’Brother.’

He wanted to say something, but catching sight of two women looking over from a distance, his words changed to, "Let Yue’er play."

He pointed to the brocade-wrapped rope, meaning that if he played, no one would push her.

"Okay, Yue’er will play for a while first, then let Brother Axun play, alright?"

Not far away, seeing the two little ones playing around, especially her own son who acted like a little adult, Lian Qiao peeled a grape and handed it to the woman beside her, "Xiaoyun, how do you find our Axun?"

That eager look...

Yun Chunnuan glanced at the boy standing behind her daughter in the distance, with an inexplicable look on her face.

"Axun... very good, extremely good."

More than good, in Yun Chunnuan’s eyes, the boy was the best in the world!

Better than her husband, better than her son, but...

"Let’s betroth Axun and Yue’er!"

Lian Qiao’s excited voice came through, and the grape Yun Chunnuan was eating was directly spat out.

"What?! Betrothal??? Who are you talking about?!"

This big reaction completely confused Lian Qiao, "Axun and... Yue’er..."

This idea was one Lian Qiao had ever since the children were just a few months old.

Despite Xiaoyun giving birth to a son, who is currently the King.

But her fondness for her son was undoubtedly genuine, giving Lian Qiao the illusion that her son seemed as though he was hers...

Moreover, Yue’er was indeed adorable. She loved daughters, but unfortunately, over the past five years, she had given birth to two sons, which was utterly frustrating, and the more she looked at Yue’er, the more she liked her.

Since she couldn’t give birth to such a lovely daughter, why not openly make Yue’er her daughter?

However, Na Jiezhe disagreed.

He said Yue’er is the Eldest Princess, of noble status, and her future marriage is tied to the nation’s interests; how could she marry down to their home?

Lian Qiao didn’t accept this.

She knew Xiaoyun too well, how could she possibly sacrifice her daughter’s happiness for national interests?

Yet Na Jiezhe’s words did resonate with Lian Qiao.

In the end, Yue’er’s status was too noble, and if she forcefully matched the two children together, what if Yue’er didn’t like her son?

Although she liked Yue’er, her son was her own child, and she couldn’t let him be wronged.

Yet over the years, the bond between the two little ones had grown incredibly close, beyond adult comprehension.

If you asked Yelyu Jinyue who she liked the most,

The answer would be Axun Brother, for sure.

So Lian Qiao’s intentions started bubbling up again.

The two little ones, increasingly lovable, seemed like a pair of golden children from the Bodhisattva Guanyin’s seat.

Besides, Lian Qiao believed her clever and highly intelligent son would eventually become outstanding.

He would surely be worthy of little Yue’er.

Lian Qiao thought Xiaoyun felt the same way, after all, she liked Axun more than Yue’er.

But her attitude now...

Yun Chunnuan truly choked.

Choked on a grape.

Qiao’er quickly handed over a cup of iced mung bean soup, and Yun Chunnuan drank it all before calming her chest, "This... isn’t quite suitable, is it?"

Seeing Lian Qiao’s smile freeze, Yun Chunnuan hurriedly added, "Ah Qiao, don’t think about those messy things. You know why I came to Bianliao, it was because I met my husband, if it were another man, who knows what life I would have led. So..."

"So, you’re never fond of ’parents’ orders, matchmakers’ words,’ I get it."

Lian Qiao felt a fleeting displeasure but quickly understood.

"However, these two kids grew up together, it’s different. You watched my Axun grow up, how good he is to Yue’er, even better than to his own brother. You see, even though he dislikes playing with other kids, every time Yue’er calls him, he runs over immediately.

Frankly, I’ve always envied such childhood friendships. They’re stronger than any bond, right?"

Yun Chunnuan looked at Lian Qiao’s sparkling eyes and stole another glance at the boy meticulously attentive to her daughter, feeling utterly amused.

Is that childhood friendship?

That was plainly elder-like indulgence toward the younger!

Axun, clearly treated Yue’er as a grandchild...

No mistake, Axun was none other than Yun Chunnuan’s soul body, brought to this world by the Grandmaster, Yun Yi!

Yun Chunnuan’s father from the 21st century!

If he’d lost his memory, it might be fine, but the old father was reincarnated without drinking Meng Po Soup, retaining memories from the previous life!

Yun Chunnuan learned when her father could speak that if he hadn’t reincarnated within a few more hours, he would have disappeared completely in this world.

At that time, he was wholly unconscious, relying on instinct to find a glimmer of life.

By coincidence, Lian Qiao gave birth before Yun Chunnuan, instinctively reincarnating as a person.

If Yun Chunnuan had given birth earlier, then the soul in Yueer’s body would be her father!

Thinking of this made Yun Chunnuan’s head ache.

Not knowing how to dispel Lian Qiao’s ideas, she suddenly heard a gentle, graceful voice from afar, "It’s still cooler here, Nuannuan, come see what Mother brought you?"

At that sound, Yun Chunnuan and Lian Qiao were just snapping out of their thoughts when a little figure in front of them suddenly dashed off.

Like a leg pendant, directly clung onto the woman’s thigh.

"Why didn’t you come to see me?"

The little boy looked up, glaring at the woman, seemingly in her forties yet still beautiful.

Lady Qi’s face stiffened, nearly dropping the food box in her hands.

Her lips twitched, she softly warned in a tone only both could hear, "Yun Yi, wake up! I’ve told you countless times, between us, this life... it’s impossible!"