Chapter 405 - 227 Really is Fate_2
On the first day of September, Qian Mandie gave birth to a son weighing five and a half pounds. The Yu family was very delighted, and Yu Delli went to inform the Qian’s first wife of the good news, then made a special trip to Guiyuan to invite Qian Sangui, requesting his family to attend the child’s third-day bathing feast.
In the afternoon, Qian Dagui and his wife supported Old man Qian and Old woman Qian as they arrived at Guiyuan. Qian Dagui and Lady Wang still wanted to ask Qian Sangui to give Qian Mandie face by visiting the Yu family. They knew that the person the Yu family most wanted to invite was Qian Sangui.
Qian Sangui couldn’t possibly go, but seeing Qian Dagui acting so humbly and Lady Wang’s tears about to spill out, he said helplessly, "My health really isn’t good. Ever since my last fit of anger damaged my health, I cannot bear long journeys. Slightly farther trips leave me with unbearable pain throughout my body. Let Qian Hua go on my behalf; the Yu family deals with many matters directly through Qian Hua."
That was the only option left. Qian Dagui and Lady Wang’s faces flushed with embarrassment, yet they still had to thank Qian Sangui for being considerate of Qian Mandie.
Qian’s third wife lived a seemingly peaceful life.
However, thousands of miles away, Qian Manjiang was like a rat running across the street, fleeing everywhere, encountering death countless times, and yet each time narrowly escaping it. He now had to be the target, distracting the Ye family while they chased to kill him. Perhaps there really was a connection; when Cheng Yue dreamt of him being hunted at that precise moment, he truly believed he was doomed. In the days that followed, the recollection of that close call still left him in cold sweats. At the same time, he was thankful to the heavens for giving him such a clever daughter and for his fate with her... It really was fate!
It was the second day of the Empress Dowager’s birthday celebration, around Cheng hour, and the sky was already bright. After running away for an entire night, he had finally shaken off the enemies hunting him, exhausted to his limits, and lay down to rest on a patch of grass in the Northern suburb of Capital City.
He had been chased from the military camp of the Imperial Army the previous night and had run all the way here.
The Third Prince and the Ye family were bitterly venomous against him, willing to risk exposing several other spies in the Imperial Army just to kill him. As soon as he fled the camp, he was greeted by a large troop specifically assembled to hunt him down. The camp was to the south, but his instincts drove him not to flee southward; instead, he rode his horse desperately northward, escaping for his life in panic.