Phi-Fic Chapter 665 The Abandoned Son
Chapter 665 The Abandoned Son
"Aunt?" Jiang Yunying immediately recognized Jiang Lanfeng's voice and her expression faltered slightly.
Ultimately, what prevented her from being with Lin Ping was not the Lotus Palace, but Jiang Lanfeng alone.
They thought that defeating the Lotus Palace Master would solve everything, but Jiang Lanfeng was still a persistent nuisance.
“Senior brother, Yunying is my niece,” Jiang Lanfeng said hurriedly.
The reason she invited her senior brother was not for the war with the imperial court, but for Jiang Yunying's marriage.
"So, this is my future daughter-in-law?" The man in white glanced at Jiang Yunying and was immediately delighted.
This daughter-in-law is so beautiful, how can she be allowed to marry Lin Ping?
Thinking about this, the man in white finally understood why Lin Ping wanted to kill him.
"You brat, how dare you lie to me?" The man in white stood in front of Lin Ping and said coldly.
"Senior's martial arts are superb, how could I dare to lie to you?" Lin Ping replied with a grin.
Faced with absolute strength, Lin Ping dared not make a fool of himself; the best course of action was to deny everything.
"Then why don't you say that your wife is Jiang Yunying?" The man in white showed a hint of anger on his face.
"You didn't ask, did you?" Lin Ping smiled again.
“It was Yunying’s decision not to marry your son, it has nothing to do with my husband, please forgive me, Uncle Master,” Jiang Yunying said, kneeling down on the ground with a thud.
This is a matter involving two people, and Lin Ping shouldn't have to bear it all alone.
Perhaps a few months ago, Jiang Yunying wouldn't have dared to make such a decision. From the moment she gave her body to Lin Ping, she had already considered the worst possible consequences.
"You don't want to marry my son?" The man in white's face grew even colder. "What's wrong with my son? How is he unworthy of you?"
It's easy to tell from these words that the man in white is very protective of his own; he won't tolerate even a single bad word about him behind his back.
Jiang Yunying would rather marry Lin Ping than his son, doesn't that prove that Lin Ping is better than his son? This is outrageous!
“It is beyond my reach, so please grant my husband and me your blessing, Master Uncle,” Jiang Yunying continued.
"That's right, that's right. Your son must be tall, strong, and dashing, far beyond the reach of us mere mortals. He can have any woman he wants with ease, so there's no need for him to compete with us commoners for wives."
Lin Ping spoke eloquently, sparing no words of praise.
"So, you've seen my son before?" the man in white asked curiously. If he hadn't, how could Lin Ping have spoken so eloquently?
"Huh? What do you mean?" Lin Ping was very puzzled and quickly explained, "Your son is a god descended from heaven. How can we ordinary mortals just see him whenever we want? At the very least, we should have an appointment."
The man in white suddenly nodded strangely and said in a serious tone, "I am not the kind of person who would break up a couple, but my son and Yunying are engaged first, and you are engaged later. So, let my son decide this matter."
Marriage is a matter between two people, and parents should not interfere. Giving the right to choose to the parties involved is a wise approach.
"Senior brother, no! Since ancient times, marriage has been a matter of parental consent and matchmaker's word. How can they decide for themselves?" Jiang Lanfeng kept nagging.
"What does someone else's son's marriage have to do with you?" Lin Ping cursed Jiang Lanfeng a thousand times in his heart.
He even felt that none of this was the white-clad man's fault, but rather Jiang Lanfeng's wishful thinking.
"I humbly request that your son appear before me." Lin Ping interrupted Jiang Lanfeng directly, cupping his hands in greeting.
Communication between young people is always simpler, and besides, Lin Ping was going to tell her about his sleeping in the same bed with Jiang Yunying.
In ancient times, most men had a virginity complex, and even if they liked Jiang Yunying, they would feel resistant because of it.
"Since you want to see him, then go find him!" the man in white said triumphantly.
"Should I go find him?" Lin Ping suddenly felt like he'd been tricked.
"Yes, that's it. If I remember correctly, he should be in Jiangcheng," the man in white said, deep in thought.
"Should be in Jiangcheng? That's your son, can't you be a little more reliable?" Lin Ping almost pointed at the other person's nose and cursed.
"Lin Ping, don't be rude to your senior brother!" Jiang Lanfeng said angrily.
"My lady, your aunt wouldn't happen to like your senior uncle, would she? The reason she's taking such a big deal out of this matter is just to get closer to him."
Lin Ping whispered in Jiang Yunying's ear, as if he had seen through a secret he shouldn't have.
Judging from the white-clad man's attitude, he didn't seem to care much about the marriage, and was even being somewhat evasive, suggesting that it was all Jiang Lanfeng's wishful thinking.
Jiang Yunying glared at Lin Ping and pinched the skin on his thigh, saying, "Don't talk about your aunt behind her back."
Even if you see through it without saying it, you are still a good friend.
“Twenty years ago, I entrusted him to Zhang Jiuxiang, an old farmer in Qinghe County. If nothing major has happened, he should still be in Qinghe County, Jiangcheng,” the man in white explained.
"What? You gave it away?" Lin Ping almost spat out a mouthful of phlegm.
He is the senior brother of the Lotus Palace Master, possessing unparalleled skills. His son has attracted much attention, and they even had a marriage arranged long ago.
Who would have thought that such a promising young man would be given away as a child?
And it was given to an old farmer, so will he really not become disabled?
Moreover, he has never looked for his son in the past twenty years. Is he really his biological son?
"This is a ploy to get me to help him find his son." Lin Ping understood, and breathed a sigh of relief.
In other words, the man in white did not insist on Jiang Yunying becoming his daughter-in-law, but rather used this as an excuse to make Lin Ping work for free.
"Hmph, if I, Lin Ping, can't handle a country bumpkin, I'll take your surname from now on!" Lin Ping muttered to himself, brimming with confidence.
Jiangcheng is his father-in-law's territory; he could dig three feet into the ground without any problem, let alone find someone with a name.
"Don't worry, senior, I will deliver your son to you safely," Lin Ping said, bowing slightly.
That's exactly what he was thinking: Let's see how I teach that country bumpkin a lesson!
"Senior, just how powerful are your martial arts? Why don't you let me broaden my horizons?" Lin Ping said with a deadpan expression.
An idea popped into his head: if he took that country bumpkin as his underling, wouldn't he be able to get help from the man in white?
Lin Ping was determined to outsmart a country bumpkin.
"Hahaha!" The man in white laughed loudly, and his crimson longsword rose into the air, carrying him away.
"We'll meet here in a month!"
"Flying on a sword? Just what kind of power is that?" Lin Ping stuck out his tongue, a chill running down his spine.
Fortunately, I didn't keep pushing the other party's bottom line, otherwise I wouldn't even know how I died.
"Yun Ying, hurry up and go home with your aunt," Jiang Lanfeng said imperiously.
She always treated her senior brother's words as gospel, and since her senior brother wanted to find his son, she naturally dared not neglect him and had no intention of paying any attention to Lin Ping.
“Master, I’m entrusting Lotus Palace to you. Senior Sister, take good care of your injuries. I will ask the King to retain the fiefdom of Huizhou. Brother Pang, lead the troops to Yingtianfu. I will go to Jiangcheng with my wife.”
After everything was explained, Lin Ping followed Jiang Yunying eagerly.
That's right, even my wife's farts smell good.