Chapter 120

CHAPTER 120

Crippled For Life

(Translated by: RenRen, Edited by: Yzrahc`dryzzle, Proofread by: Strix)

Xiao Chen stared at Jing Yue with a slight frown, asking, “You don’t know?”

“Why?” Jing Yue shook, confirming that she didn’t know.

“That year, after Jing Zhan took both his wife and child to flee into LuoMan forest, he was caught back by the family’s people. Later, he tried numerous times to go out of the Imperial city looking for his wife and child. His father, who also was the court’s Prime Minister, Jing TingHe, broke and ruined both of his legs out of anger. It was also at that time that Jing Zhan separated himself from the Prime Minister Residence.”

“What!?” Jing Yue’s eyes widened, her whole body trembling. The eyes staring at Xiao Chen were filled with disbelief.

“All the people outside said that Jing Zhan injured his legs out of incaution. Actually, it wasn’t so… It was also because of this, after Jing TingHe calmed down and realized his mistake, he would always behave very protectively of Jing Zhan. Perhaps he does it to correct his mistake.” Xiao Chen said with a frown.

“But Jing Zhan actually didn’t receive any benefit… When he separated himself from the Prime Minister Residence for about half a month, his broken legs had already pa.s.sed their treatment period. Since it was left untreated, he might stay crippled for his whole life.” Xiao Chen’s voice was calm and cool. On the other hand, at this moment Jing Yue’s heart was totally not calm.

‘It turns out, that was how Jing Zhan came back. He had wanted to go looking for her but because of his action, his own father broke his legs!’

‘How ruthless!’

“Why? Why couldn’t Jing family tolerate us!?” Jing Yue raised her gaze at Xiao Chen and asked, her voice somewhat trembling.

“I am also not too clear about that.” There was a slight movement in Xiao Chen’s heart when he saw this kind of Jing Yue. He shook his head and said, “It seems, grandmother Jing said something about not being able to accept your mother. Even your birth couldn’t be tolerated and therefore, there was this banishment matter.”

“A few spoken words could force someone’s family into their ruin and death!?” Jing Yue sneered, a hard to describe wrath slowly rising inside her body.

Xiao Chen raised his hand to pull Jing Yue’s waist into his arm,using the other to softly stroke her hair. With a downcast gaze, he said “This is precisely what a family is.” Jing Yue slowly closed her eyes, silently leaning on Xiao Chen’s shoulder.

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For several consecutive days, she nested herself in her room without going out, n.o.body knowing what she was doing inside. In the blink of an eye, the Cold Food Festival day arrived, and that one day, Jing Yue woke up abnormally early in the morning.

“Lang li ge lang…… deng deng qiang dong qiang (onom.*)” Jing Yue was cheerfully choosing her clothes. She stood in front of a copper mirror, comparing again and again the clothes she had. She then turned around faced Xiao Chen, asking, “Which one do you think should I wear, this one? Or this one?”

“……” Xiao Chen was indifferent.

“This one is still better!” Jing Yue spoke, staring at a deep blue girdled dress.

“No… No… The skirt is too long. If I accidently stepped on it, it would get ripped directly!” Jing Yue decisively threw that clothe away and started to choose again. In the end, she picked a red riding dress with a black edge, high collar and symbols outlined in gold threads. It looked extremely n.o.ble.

“This one!” Jing Yue swiftly changed her clothes. She stared at herself through the copper mirror, nodding in satisfaction before turning her head around to glance at Xiao Chen who was still expressionless. Seeing him lying on the bed, she exclaimed, “You’re still staring for what ah? Get up!”

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Lang li ge lang, deng deng qiang dong qiang: kekeke, onom* of all kind of noises you can imagine (bang, clank, clatter, thump, thud, etc….).