Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 343: Learning From Others’ Strengths to Compensate for One’s Own Weaknesses!

Chapter 343: Chapter 343: Learning From Others’ Strengths to Compensate for One’s Own Weaknesses!

Zhan Hui, with Chu Yin clinging to him, felt a burning heat throughout his body. Chu Yin’s soft body against his immediately filled him with overwhelming desire.

Eventually, rationality overcame desire. He gently pushed Chu Yin away, struggling to suppress his urge to have her and said, "Yin’er, I want a grand wedding with eight bearers to marry you properly, not in this way!"

Chu Yin felt both moved and aggrieved, unable to resist crying on Zhan Hui’s shoulder.

While crying, she said, "Zhan Hui, why is it so difficult for us to be together!"

Zhan Hui kissed away her tears, and comforted her, "Your parents must be desperately looking for you; let me take you home first."

As soon as Chu Yin thought of her parents, she sobered up. Zhan Hui helped her pick up her clothes from the ground and redressed her.

Chu Yin, with her face flushed, said, "I really couldn’t think of any other way, that’s why..."

Zhan Hui kissed her forehead and said, "I understand."

The moon was high in the sky. The two left the inn together, and Zhan Hui escorted Chu Yin home.

Upon reaching the entrance of the Chu Residence, Zhan Hui saw Mrs. Liu, Chu Yin’s mother, anxiously pacing at the doorway.

"Mother!" Chu Yin ran over aggrievedly and embraced her mother.

Mrs. Liu broke down in tears, holding Chu Yin tightly, "You’ve scared mother to death; you’re going to be the death of me!"

She slapped Chu Yin’s back forcefully a couple of times, causing Chu Yin to cry even harder.

Soon after, Mr. Chu also returned from searching for her.

He clenched his fists as he looked at Chu Yin, then at her dirty clothes and the red marks on her neck, his heart aching.

Suddenly, Chu Xiong caught sight of Zhan Hui, who was about to turn and leave from a distance away.

"Stop right there!" Chu Xiong’s voice rang out, and Zhan Hui froze in his steps.

"Dad, it’s not what you think!" Chu Yin immediately explained everything that had happened.

Chu Xiong understood; originally, he had been anxious when only the Protector and the maid came back, frantically searching for Chu Yin, not expecting his daughter who had been kidnapped by men in black to be rescued by Zhan Hui.

"Luckily, Zhan Lan informed Zhan Hui to come pick me up," Chu Yin said between sobs.

Chu Xiong, seeing his daughter in such a state, felt a great sense of relief, comforting her, "It’s good that you’re safe."

Zhan Hui walked over and paid his respects to Chu Xiong and Mrs. Liu.

"Greetings to uncle and aunt," he said.

Mrs. Liu nodded slightly, and Chu Xiong said, "Come inside and let’s talk."

Chu Yin’s heart leapt with joy and she winked at Zhan Hui.

Zhan Hui entered the house, standing respectfully as Chu Xiong, with a stern face, asked, "Do you sincerely love Yin’er?"

Zhan Hui stood there and replied, "Uncle, I’ve thought it through. I’m willing to give up my martial pursuits for scholarly ones. Please give Yin’er to me in marriage; I will cherish her all my life." fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"Zhan Hui, you don’t have to do this!" Chu Yin said, her eyes wide.

She didn’t want Zhan Hui to give up his dreams for her sake.

Zhan Hui looked deeply at Chu Yin, "If I lose you today, I will regret it for a lifetime, Chu Yin, I don’t regret this choice."

Mrs. Chu, touched by their words, gently tugged Chu Xiong’s sleeve.

Chu Xiong, still with a stern face, said, "Then we shall draw up a contract."

Zhan Hui nodded, "Agreed."

Chu Xiong then asked, "I only have this one precious daughter, Zhan Hui, do you understand my feelings?"

Zhan Hui sincerely replied, "If it were me, it would be the same, no one could easily marry away my daughter."

Chu Xiong’s expression softened slightly, the servants brought out paper, brush, and ink, and Zhan Hui walked directly to the desk.

Just as he was about to write, Chu Xiong suddenly said, "No need, you don’t have to give up anything..."

Mrs. Liu and Chu Yin looked towards Chu Xiong, thinking he might still create difficulties for Zhan Hui, but he continued, "Come formally request her hand in marriage tomorrow!"

Zhan Hui was stunned, and Chu Yin excitedly shook her hands.

Madam Liu held her daughter’s hand and said, "Compose yourself, be more reserved."

Chu Yin ran to Chu Xiong’s side and gave her father a big hug.

Mr. Chu pushed her away disdainfully and said, "You child, go wash up first, you’re so dirty!"

Chu Yin stubbornly hugged her father again, and Mr. Chu suddenly thought of something, pushed Chu Yin away, and stretched out his hand saying, "Give me that silver leaf back!"

In his view, all today’s troubles were caused by that silver leaf. The Regent King said that it was a gift from the Regent Princess Consort to Chu Yin, and even mentioned it was from a private night market.

Little did he expect that Chu Yin would play until midnight without returning, and such a dangerous situation occurred this evening.

Chu Xiong felt a shiver of fear just thinking about it; he had to confiscate the silver leaf immediately!

Chu Yin looked at Chu Xiong and calmly lied, "The silver leaf was stolen by a thug, it’s gone now!"

Chu Xiong looked at her suspiciously, while Zhan Hui hooked his lips into a light smile, observing the father and daughter. He could tell at a glance that Chu Yin was lying.

Chu Xiong coughed and said, "Anyway, if you come back late again, you’ll be grounded!"

Chu Yin obediently responded, "Oh!"

In her heart, she thought, ’Dad, you won’t be able to control me soon, for this young lady is going to marry Zhan Hui!’

Chu Yin looked at Zhan Hui, and the two exchanged smiles. Chu Xiong couldn’t bear to watch and urged Zhan Hui to leave quickly.

Zhan Hui left the Chu Residence with a breeze beneath his feet and a joyful mood.

...

In the backyard of the Zhan Family.

Zhan Xuerou met Si Jun who had secretly come to see her.

She leaned on Si Jun’s chest while he looked around at the shabby quarters.

He never imagined that upon Zhan Xuerou’s return to the Zhan Family, she would end up living in such a dilapidated backyard.

Zhan Xuerou had already resorted to self-mutilation, yet it seemed she still hadn’t garnered the pity of Zhan Beicang and Qin Shuang.

Si Jun tentatively asked, "Rou’er, have Zhan Beicang and his wife come to see you?"

Zhan Xuerou nodded, "They have visited a few times, but I still feel some distance from them."

Zhan Xuerou, feeling wronged, said, "Your Highness, Rou’er misses you."

Si Jun, filled with ardor, leaned over. Disgusted by the surroundings, he pushed Zhan Xuerou away and soothed, "Rou’er, just wait a bit longer. I will definitely marry you."

"When?" Zhan Xuerou pressed, feeling insecure even in the face of Si Jun’s promises.

Si Jun stood up and said, "After Bai Lu comes into the family, I will surely bring you in."

Zhan Xuerou looked at Si Jun with tearful eyes, weakly nodding.

After Si Jun left, the light in Zhan Xuerou’s eyes gradually dimmed.

Qiuyue knocked on the door and asked, "Miss, haven’t you slept yet?"

Zhan Xuerou turned to Qiuyue and instructed, "Bring the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone; I want to write poetry."

Qiuyue, puzzled, asked, "Miss, you’ve been writing poems day and night lately. Can your body withstand it?"

Zhan Xuerou sneered, "Qiuyue, do you know what I learned from Zhan Lan?"

Qiuyue tensed up, worried that Zhan Xuerou had discovered her secret acts of passing messages. She composed herself and listened carefully to Zhan Xuerou’s words.

Zhan Xuerou gazed out the window and said, "Even when Zhan Lan lived in the backyard, she never gave up on herself. Why does a man as proud and unparalleled as Yan like Zhan Lan? It’s because Zhan Lan conquered him gradually through her own efforts and strength. And what do I have..."

Her eyes filled with resentment as she said, "I have lost the affection of my parents, lost the value of being used by a lover. I have nothing left."

Her voice grew louder, "Remember, Zhan Lan once said the most embarrassing thing for her was the identity of a legitimate daughter from the General Mansion, something I once took pride in, yet she discarded it like an old shoe!"

Zhan Xuerou’s eyes darkened, and through gritted teeth, she said, "To draw strengths from others to compensate for my weaknesses, what I have left is my ability to write poems. If I can create a poem that transcends generations, perhaps I still hold value to be loved!"