"Tang Ya Zi, you say, where is our Chen'er's boat now?"

In the darkness, Yang Ruqing couldn't help but ask again.

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"We should have passed the big river by Huaguang County by now. Are we almost to Badahu Lake?" she added.

On the other side of the bed, came Luofeng Tang's voice after a moment of thought: "Judging by today's wind direction, if they haven't been delayed on their journey, they should have already entered the Eight Great Lakes."

"Well, I see," Yang Ruocheng asked, her mind seeming to hold a high-definition map, searching for its location. In the darkness, she started counting on her fingers...

"At this rate, in about three days' time we should reach Jiujang. When we get to Jiujang, there's a large wharf there, and it's estimated that we will have to dock for a while."

“It's the second day of the lunar new year here, but in Jiujing it would be the fifth or sixth. By then, most shops should be open again. Chen'er and the others could come ashore to rest, have a meal at a restaurant, and buy some supplies before going back on board," she asked.

"Well, yes." Luo Fengtang said.

He rolled over and, following Yang Ruqing's calculations, continued, "Once we pass Jiujang River, we'll be almost there. At the shortest, it'll take ten days, and at the longest, no more than fifteen. Rest assured, by the end of January, we will definitely arrive at the East Sea safely."

Although she knew he couldn't see, she still habitually nodded in the blanket.

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“I’m not worried, he has a lot of people on his ship, and there are those bodyguards who always follow him around. They are all experts, and our Chen'er is no slouch himself.” she said.

Not only is she not weak, but Chen'er's martial arts skills have also improved quite a bit since the first time they met and sparred.

Back then, she subdued him with cunning tactics. Now... well, hehehe, she hasn't challenged him.

Because she knew if she challenged him, he would definitely lose on purpose to her, his mother.

But watching him practice swordsmanship alone, or sparring with Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruqing could feel that if she gave it her all, she would probably only be able to match Chen'er.

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By the time two more years passed, his physique reached its peak of growth and development. Then she would be completely no match for him.

A fist fears a youthful vigor, her son is a rising sun, his future limitless!

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“Are you really not worried at all?” A teasing voice came from beside the bed.

"This statement sounds a little insincere, don't you think?" Luo Fengtang added.

Yang Ruqing giggled.

Yes, even though Chen'er is the world's best master, even though she said she wasn't worried, even though she knew there were people protecting him.

There's also a saying: "A mother worries for her child even when he travels a thousand miles."

She can't sleep soundly without a care in the world!

She could only use reason to try and suppress the inexplicable worry, telling herself, Chen'er can do it, Chen'er is capable, you have to believe in him!

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"If you keep telling such blatant lies, I'm leaving. Remember that, you're losing the most adorable little buddy you have!" Yang Ruoheng threw this statement at Luo Fengtang.

Luò Fēng Táng burst into laughter, his voice filled with joy.

"Alright, I was wrong. I won't spoil it." he said.

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"Well then, little buddies, it's getting late. Let's all go to sleep. I want to head home early tomorrow," he said.

Yang Ruqing laughed and said, "Okay, from now on, no one is allowed to speak. Whoever speaks will be a little dog, woof woof!"

Luo Fengtang couldn't help but chuckle, thinking about what she had just said. He held back a smile.

This girl, even though she's already a mother, still retains an unyielding childlike heart.

He, who was usually taciturn and rarely smiled, found himself smiling more often and even becoming a bit more humorous when he was with her.

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Such a life, how wonderful.

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Neither of them spoke again. Yang Ruqing lay there, her mind drifting to what Chen'er might be doing on the boat at this moment.

It's probably time for dinner, and a hot foot bath with fresh socks before bed.

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This way, during the day on board you can concentrate on reading. At night, you should also be able to sleep earlier, right?

She used to complain about these things a lot, hopefully he'll listen this time...

What's Baby Luo doing now?

Today, my older brother went to the East China Sea, and both my parents are away. The lively atmosphere at our relatives' house in Taizu month remains unchanged, but suddenly our own home feels empty. Will the little girl get used to it?

Have you cried?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruqing tossed and turned, wanting to fall asleep quickly so she could go back to accompany her daughter tomorrow.

But then I remembered that I couldn't sleep, and instead became even more awake. Oh well, being a mother is tough.

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For this child, I worry; for that child, I have concerns. My heart races like a horse, unable to stop.

In the end, Yang Ruqing could only empty her mind, thinking of nothing, and she gradually fell asleep.

She drifted off to sleep, but Luofeng Tang on the other bed opened her eyes in the darkness.

While it's important to consider the children's feelings, the primary reason was that his wife slept in the same room, yet he couldn't hold her.

For so many years, he'd cultivated this habit. Unless he was in the army camp and could see her again, he would just give up.

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Wherever he went with her, he had to hold her.

Even if she had her period, he didn't care; as long as he could hold her and feel the warmth of her soft body in his arms, he could sleep soundly.

Right now, listening to her even and long breaths, he tossed and turned, like a pancake.

Sometimes I close my eyes, sometimes I open them, sometimes I glance at the night outside the window.

Why isn't it bright yet? It's killing me!

Tonight, it was destined to be a special night. Across the courtyard, in the east wing of the house opposite, the couple residing there were also wide awake.

At this moment, there was still a single oil lamp burning in the room. The woman sat in her bed, holding a handkerchief in her hand, upon which rested a heavy silver bracelet.

Yes, it's the one Yang Ruqing sent.

"Girl, look at this bracelet, isn't it beautiful? When mother went to the county town for market before, she saw a wealthy wife wearing one just like this. People said back then that you couldn't buy such a bracelet at the jewelry shop for less than six ounces of silver!"

“Six taels of silver, that could buy so many things! A piece of second-rate land could be bought for three mu!” the woman said to an eleven or twelve-year-old girl beside her.

The little girl also stretched her neck, curiously looking at the bangle in her mother's hand. Hearing her mother's words, she let out a series of surprised gasps.

The woman lovingly stroked the girl's soft hair and said, "This bracelet, mother will give it to you. Keep it until you get married, then mother will make it your lucky charm, okay?"

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