Chapter 1890 - 199: Jiang Yiming’s Affairs of the Heart! (2)

Seeing this, Jiang Ning nodded slightly.

"What about your little girlfriend? Are you still in touch?" Jiang Ning thought of something and asked.

Upon hearing, Jiang Yiming’s expression froze.

He hadn’t expected, after coming to the Royal Capital for such a long time, that his uncle would suddenly bring up this question.

"Why, is it a sad matter?" Jiang Ning asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Jiang Yiming nodded.

"Then tell me about it, I happen to like hearing sad stories!" Jiang Ning said with a faint smile.

Lv Yi behind him also immediately leaned in to listen, eyes bright.

"Uncle, there’s actually not much to say!" Jiang Yiming began, then continued: "After coming to the Royal Capital, I had exchanged a few letters with Jia, but over time, the communication became less frequent."

"Finally, after sending three consecutive letters, she didn’t reply!"

"I was just preparing to return to Dongling City to see if something happened to her, when I coincidentally received her letter that day."

Saying this, Jiang Yiming’s expression turned gloomy, as he seemed to recall unpleasant memories.

He paused here, as if adjusting his emotions, then continued.

"That letter was the last one she wrote to me."

"What did the letter say?" Jiang Ning asked, his tone calm.

"She said that we’re not suitable for each other, separated by vast distances! She recently met a fine gentleman, and told me to forget her!" Jiang Yiming said, bitterness appearing at the corners of his mouth.

"Did you think about pursuing her?" Jiang Ning asked, then said, "With your uncle’s current status and strength, if she’s smart, she’ll definitely reconsider! Even if she doesn’t want to, her father will make her!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yiming raised his head and looked at Jiang Ning, his eyes clear.

"Uncle, there’s no need!"

He slowly shook his head, his tone firm: "Though I’m young, I’m not ignorant! Such a woman isn’t worth any of my longing! If I return now, even if Uncle doesn’t intervene, due to Uncle’s influence, she’ll reconsider! But what use is that feeling?"

Saying this, Jiang Yiming’s tone became firmer.

"Actually, I’m very grateful to her now! Grateful that she let me grow, let me understand many things these days!"

"The fate between us ended with her last letter, leaving no further possibility!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning looked at the young man who was about to be as tall as him, a trace of comfort flashing in his eyes.

That previous conversation was deliberately guided by him to see whether Jiang Yiming was a hopeless romantic.

It turns out he’s not, and Jiang Yiming is quite clear-headed.

He reached out and patted Jiang Yiming’s shoulder.

"Good!"

"Your understanding shows that you have truly grown up!"

"Matters of the heart should not be forced, should not be obsessed over."

"Since you’ve seen through it, let go and focus on your practice and studies."

"Your future path is long, and you will find someone more worthy of treasuring."

"When you’re out and about in the future, tell me if you fancy a girl from any family!"

"I’ll make the arrangements and help you visit her family."

"I believe most girls won’t reject you!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yiming nodded heavily.

Seeing Jiang Yiming’s expression now, Jiang Ning couldn’t help but feel a trace of comfort.

In matters of affection, Jiang Yiming’s performance is undoubtedly excellent.

Straightforward and decisive, without hesitation.

This indicates Jiang Yiming’s temperament is exceptional, surpassing the average person.

"Very good!" Jiang Ning patted Jiang Yiming’s shoulder again, encouraging him.

Then, he withdrew his hand.

"I’ll go check on your parents, you continue with your practice!"

"Yes, Uncle!" Jiang Yiming responded, picking up the iron chain from the ground again, continuing to sweat.

As for Jiang Yiming’s basic method of tempering strength, Jiang Ning did not interfere.

Even if he intervened now, he could quickly elevate Jiang Yiming to a Martial Arts Fourth Grade Marrow Refining Realm Strong Person, a Third Grade Grandmaster.

But such help is of no benefit to Jiang Yiming’s future.

A truly strong person possesses not only immense strength but also a firm resolve and will.

Jiang Yiming’s current tempering and honing are key steps in this process.

Now, Jiang Yiming is still too young, unlike himself, having experienced enough in past and present lives.

Then, he passed through the courtyard.

He greeted his elder brother Jiang Li, who was amusing Little Dumpling, and then greeted Liuu Wanwan in the direction of the kitchen.

...

The kitchen.

"Ah Ning must be hungry!" Liuu Wanwan said with a cheerful smile, seeing Jiang Ning grabbing a large meat bun and stuffing it in his mouth.

With two bites, Jiang Ning finished the palm-sized large meat bun.

Satisfaction welled up in his stomach.

He wiped the oil off his hands, full of praise.

"Sister-in-law’s cooking is still excellent, better than the Imperial Kitchen’s."

Hearing this, Liuu Wanwan’s smile deepened, without modestly refusing Jiang Ning’s praise.

Instead, she handed another bun to Jiang Ning.

"Eat more if you like! Today there’s plenty!"

"Then I won’t hold back!" Jiang Ning replied with a smile.

Then he ate two more buns, briefly satisfying his craving.

Only then did Jiang Ning leave the kitchen.

...

Back courtyard.

The morning sun bathed the entire yard.

Sunlight filtering through the leaves cast dappled shadows on the walls and the open windowsill.

Lin Qingyi was sitting upright in front of a bronze mirror, her black hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulder.

She held a wooden comb, slowly combing her long hair.

When Jiang Ning entered, this was the scene he saw.

Sunlight fell on her profile, outlining a gentle contour.

The side profile, under the sunlight, revealed tiny hairs clearly.

At the moment, she slightly lowered her gaze, her eyelashes cast a faint shadow in the morning light, her lips faintly smiling.

Her mood was obviously good.

Jiang Ning’s footsteps paused, warmth blossoming in his heart.

Just then, Lin Qingyi seemed to notice, slightly raising her head to see Jiang Ning watching her.

"You’re back?"

The sound drifted through the window, into Jiang Ning’s ears.

"Yes!" Jiang Ning replied, his voice reaching her.

Afterward, Jiang Ning walked through the courtyard, entered the room, and came to her rear.

"Let me do it!" he said, taking the wooden comb from Lin Qingyi’s hand.

Standing behind Lin Qingyi, he could smell that incredibly familiar scent of her hair.

At this moment, Lin Qingyi’s body also relaxed, leaning back against Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning took the wooden comb, picked up a lock of black hair, and carefully combed her long locks.

His fingers occasionally touched Lin Qingyi’s scalp, the warm touch making her slightly close her eyes, like a lazy cat.

"Why are you so idle today, with spare time to comb my hair?" Lin Qingyi asked, then said, "Weren’t you going into seclusion?"

Jiang Ning replied: "I just attended the imperial assembly and came back first!"

While talking, his hands kept moving, his gaze falling on Lin Qingyi’s slightly bulging belly.

"Imperial assembly?" Lin Qingyi’s voice carried a hint of curiosity, "Did something happen?"

"Nothing much." Jiang Ning replied, then said, "It’s about the current Holy Emperor’s grant to me."

"Grant?" Lin Qingyi slightly turned her head, with curiosity in her eyes, "How did the Holy Emperor reward you? By rights, given your merit, you’ve already been bestowed as high as possible, isn’t it? Further rewards, would mean him making you Master of Great Xia!"

Jiang Ning laughed.

Then said, "Naturally, that’s the case! Ji Minghao indeed didn’t know how to reward me! It happened that Xiao Wuque stood up, suggested you ask for a reward, giving Ji Minghao an out."

"And then?" Lin Qingyi asked curiously.

"I simply gave Ji Minghao an out, only requested some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, money and the like for cultivation. Besides, I could visit the Imperial Palace Vault, choose three treasures, one of which could be one of the nine treasures of the vault." Jiang Ning said.

"Your choice certainly gave him an out!" Lin Qingyi said softly with a laugh.