The Tale of the Imprisoned Consort - Chapter 206, Shun Yuan's Promise with His Father

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Upon hearing that he was going to take her to see Shun Yuan, Ming Ruo no longer cared about who had taken off her clothes. Nothing was more important to her than Shun Yuan now; she was both excited and worried, even ignoring the fact that Duanmu Yun was still holding her hand.
Stepping out of the tent, a gust of cold wind swept over her, and Mingruo couldn't help but shiver; it was so cold here. She looked around; the mountains surrounded the plains, but few plants grew, making it look desolate. She hunched her shoulders, and a cloak was quickly draped over her shoulders. Mingruo looked up and saw Duanmu Yun smiling tenderly at her, taking her small hand and leading her forward: "Shunyuan is just ahead. There are pebbles on the road, be careful not to prick them." He said this so naturally, completely oblivious to the horrified expressions on the faces of the guards behind him.
General Hai Dongqing, true to his name, had served in the army for four years. He showed no mercy to any woman, even those bestowed upon him by the king, and would give them away without a second thought. It seemed that nothing else concerned him but training his troops. Although he had lost an arm, his reputation in the army was undeniable; he was a god in the hearts of all his soldiers! Yet today, this god was speaking softly and tenderly to a young woman, showing her utmost care. Considering his usual attitude towards other girls who harbored feelings for him, it was truly incomparable.
Mingruo had no idea what others were thinking. The moment she saw Shunyuan, her eyes were glued to him. The young boy was practicing with a sword, his movements precise and skillful, the flourishes of his sword beautiful. Despite wearing a heavy fox fur coat, he didn't appear clumsy at all, still as delicate as jade. It was cold in Mingruo's eyes, but children are full of energy and didn't care. His face was flushed, and his forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat. Mingruo felt a pang of heartache, but she couldn't bear to interrupt her son's sword practice, so she could only watch with a smile. Shunyuan, however, had sharp eyes and immediately spotted Mingruo. He dropped his sword and pounced on her. Mingruo was thrown back two small steps by his pounce, and a large hand caught her slender waist. She quickly hugged him and moved aside, saying politely but distantly, "Thank you."
Duanmu Yun shook his head: "You know I will never need you to thank me."
Mingruo was afraid that he would say something inappropriate in front of Shunyuan again, so she quickly reached out to wipe Shunyuan's sweat. His little body was warm to the touch. Mingruo was afraid that he would catch a cold, and she was also not sure if he had practiced enough, so she asked, "Is Shunyuan hungry?"
The little boy nodded vigorously, saying, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry."
Duanmu Yun chuckled and hurriedly ordered someone to serve the meal. Then, without allowing Mingruo to refuse, he took her hand and walked towards his battalion commander. Xiao Shunyuan, wanting to protect his mother, naturally followed immediately.
Logically, the Wuhuan people mostly eat milk wine and roasted meat, but what was laid out before her was clearly food from the Central Plains, and most of it was Mingruo's favorite. She held her chopsticks stiffly, not wanting to accept his kindness, yet unable to refuse. Children are carefree after all; after snuggling with their mothers for a while, they started clamoring for food. Mingruo had no choice but to serve him. Looking at her gentle face and tender expression, Duanmu Yun felt his heart melt. If they were still together, Shunyuan would be their child now, a day of family reunion for the three of them.
"Mother...when are we going back? Won't Father worry about us after being out for so long?" Her little mouth was stuffed with food, and her cheeks were bulging, just like a little hamster.
Father… Mingruo felt a pang of pain in her heart, wondering how furious her father would be if he discovered that she and Shunyuan had disappeared. Despite the turmoil in her mind, she wouldn't let her child see it. She simply patted his soft little head and said, “Father will come to pick us up soon. Shunyuan, you must behave well these next few days and absolutely mustn't run around, understand?”
Shun Yuan nodded obediently, glancing at Duanmu Yun. His beautiful eyes still held a deep wariness, but with Mingruo present, he still displayed the innocence unique to children. He didn't believe what this man had told him about his mother's past acquaintance. If it truly was someone from the past, why hadn't his mother and father ever mentioned it to him? Moreover, judging from the man's attire, he was clearly a Wuhuan person. Although the Wuhuan and Da'an hadn't completely broken ties, he could see through Shalue's wolfish ambitions even without his father's mention. This man was a Wuhuan general; how could he be a good person? His mind raced with complex thoughts, but his face remained impassive. Just as Mingruo wanted to protect her child, her child also wanted to protect her.
Shun Yuan recalled what his father had told him long ago: his mother was a weak woman, while he was a man. His father had said that if one day he was no longer by their side, he would have to take on the responsibility of protecting his mother. This was a promise between his father and him, a promise between men, and he would not forget it. He would definitely keep it, and when he saw his father again in the future, his father would surely praise him.
Shun Yuan firmly believed that his father would come to take his mother and him away; it was only a matter of time. His current antics, deliberately pestering his mother to do this and that for him, were merely a way to thwart Hai Dongqing's wicked intentions. Don't think he was too young to understand; he could see clearly that this man loved his mother, but unfortunately, she already had his father, and they had him as their child. Therefore, no matter how well Hai Dongqing treated him or how much he taught him martial arts, Shun Yuan's heart always belonged to his parents.
After lunch, Shun Yuan started fussing about wanting to take a nap, insisting that Ming Ruo stay with him. Since giving birth to Shun Yuan, under Emperor Xu Li's isolation, Ming Ruo hadn't actually slept in the same bed with him much. She understood the trials Shun Yuan, as the future emperor and crown prince, would endure, and thus always felt guilty towards her son. As long as Emperor Xu Li didn't object, she would grant his every wish. Now, being in enemy territory, she felt anxious, but having Shun Yuan by her side made her feel more at ease. It was as if... as if he were still with her.
Holding Shun Yuan as they lay down to sleep, Duanmu Yun left without saying a word, only kissing Mingruo's cheek before leaving. Little Shun Yuan's eyes immediately reddened, his little white teeth bared as if he wanted to bite off a piece of that lecherous man's flesh, but Mingruo held him tightly in her arms. Only after Duanmu Yun left did he puff out his little cheeks and forcefully peck at Mingruo's cheek where he had been kissed, not satisfied, almost licking it with his tongue. His little face was mournful, feeling extremely sorry for his father, for not fulfilling his request. He was both aggrieved and sad, and nestled in Mingruo's arms, refusing to make a sound.
Mingruo had no idea what the little thing was thinking. She just assumed he was sleepy, so she pulled the fur coat tighter around him and closed her eyes for a long time, but she couldn't fall asleep. She felt flustered and confused, wondering why Duanmu Yun had brought her out without her noticing.
"Mother..." A childish voice came from her arms. Mingruo looked down and saw Shunyuan staring at her with tear-filled purple eyes, his little face pitiful and incredibly endearing. Her heart ached, and she quickly touched his little face: "Shunyuan, what's wrong?"
"Can we go back?" Even if he was precocious, he was still just a nine-year-old child. Although he was usually unruly and mischievous, he knew that he always had a god-like father behind him as a support. But now that he had lost his father and had to take on the responsibility of protecting his weak mother, the young boy naturally felt that his shoulders were heavy and he was almost unable to breathe.
When will Father come to pick us up?
Mingruo felt a pang of heartache at his question, and her eyes welled up with tears. Shunyuan immediately panicked and hurriedly reached out his small hand to wipe away Mingruo's tears haphazardly: "Mother, Mother, don't cry... Shunyuan was just asking casually, Mother, don't cry..."
She gently kissed his little hand, then hugged the soft little guy tighter in her arms, whispering, as if uttering the words from the bottom of her heart, "Your father will come to take us back... he will..."

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