TNIBFT -Chapter 250 Your Daughter Is Illiterate

Snow fell in soft, fluttering flakes, and the streets were silent.

At both ends of the road, aside from the leafless, bare-branched trees, there was not a soul in sight.

Ye Tian felt a sense of loss he couldn’t put into words.

This feeling was more painful than being publicly rejected by the school beauty back in the day. Perhaps, in Qin Fengyi’s heart, there were things more important than love and romance?

There was nothing to do but respect her choice.

The atmosphere was heavy.

The two children seemed to sense Ye Tian’s sadness. Without a word, they nestled into his embrace.

“Clop!”

“Clop, clop!”

The crisp sound of hooves rang out, and Ye Tian’s heart began to race. He wasn’t sure if it was Qin Fengyi.

Ye Shuangxue wriggled her little body, leaning curiously over Ye Tian’s shoulder. Suddenly, she shouted excitedly: “It’s Lord Meng! It’s Lord Meng!”

“Lord Meng came riding a big horse!”

Her eyes shone brightly, and her voice was full of excitement.

Ye Tian whipped his head around. At the end of the street, Qin Fengyi rode a sleek, black horse straight toward him. Her long, dark hair whipped in the snow, her icy face exquisitely beautiful. When she noticed Ye Tian looking, the corners of her mouth lifted in a smile.

That smile was like ice cracking in a frozen river.

A hundred flowers bloomed at once.

Ye Tian stood there, stunned, grinning foolishly.

Qin Fengyi’s subordinates were fully prepared. The situation was urgent; there was no time to delay. The troops had been counted, ready to move at her command.

But thinking of her promise to Ye Tian, she decided to come alone.

“Phew!” Qin Fengyi tightened the reins, and her horse snorted, circling in place.

She nimbly leapt off the horse and strode toward Ye Tian.

“Now it’s up to you two!”

“Whether you see your mother or not, it’s all up to you!” Ye Tian lowered his voice.

The two children’s faces grew serious. They slid down from Ye Tian’s arms. Before Qin Fengyi reached them, Ye Shuangxue leapt forward and clutched Qin Fengyi’s left leg.

“I finally get to see you…”

Qin Fengyi froze. Seeing her little bundle of a daughter, her heart melted instantly. A gentle smile curved her lips.

“From now on, we can see each other every day. We’ll never be apart again.”

Ye Shuangxue’s large eyes darted around, and two tears slipped out. She lifted her face to Qin Fengyi:

“Can you make meals for me every day?”

“I want to eat the food you make.”

“I also want to go shopping with you, eat together, sleep together… whatever we do, I want to be with you.”

After speaking, Ye Shuangxue pressed her little face against Qin Fengyi’s thigh.

Beside her, Ye Yunting blushed and stepped forward, hugging Qin Fengyi’s right leg.

“The book says: ‘A loving mother threads the needle; the traveler wears the garment.’ Every time I read that, I wonder… am I the child you think about?”

Looking at her children, Qin Fengyi felt a wave of guilt. She owed them far too much.

“Can you not leave?”

“Can our family always be together?” Her daughter lifted her little head, her eyes pleading.

Qin Fengyi pressed her lips together, looking at Ye Tian with a troubled expression.

She gently stroked the children’s heads and said softly, “I don’t want to be apart from you either. I came this time to take you with me!”

As expected.

The moment Qin Fengyi finished speaking, Ye Shuangxue and Ye Yunting both released their small hands, their expressions serious as they retreated behind Ye Tian.

The answer was obvious: the children didn’t want to go with her.

The north wind howled, cutting through the air so sharply that it was hard to keep one’s eyes open.

Qin Fengyi’s expression was anxious. Time was running out, and her eyes desperately sought Ye Tian.

Ye Tian narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to look at Qin Fengyi.

The children couldn’t hold her back—what use was anything else he said?

For adults, sometimes dignity meant knowing when to end things.

Ye Tian didn’t feel like speaking. Qin Fengyi stepped forward and said to him, “Zhao Boping is dead. In less than half a month, the Emperor of Daliang has made his move. How could a small city like Sifang possibly resist?”

“Come with me. I guarantee wealth and honor for life, a larger city, more soldiers.”

Ye Tian’s gaze was calm. Just as he was about to speak, Qin Fengyi interrupted, “You can’t let go of the Ye family’s personal guards?”

“Ye Tian, a person must first preserve themselves and their closest kin before they can think of others. If you truly cannot let go, I swear, as long as they come to Dazhou, the Ye family guards will remain as they are now. As long as they do not endanger Dazhou, I will not harm them.”

As the Empress, this was the first time she had humbled herself so completely, pleading for someone on a personal matter.

“You offer a lot, but… I cannot go!”

Ye Tian refused outright.

He needed to be strong, to raise his three children to be strong. Shen Jie was still alive. Although the earlier parts of this story had been altered, at this stage the plot had not fully unfolded. No one could guarantee how the Child of Destiny would return.

He had built Sifang City for so long; giving it up was out of the question.

Moreover, wouldn’t Qin Fengyi’s actions put her in danger?

“Ye Tian, you…”

Qin Fengyi was angry.

What could he possibly be unwilling to give up? A mere city—what meaning did it hold for him to stubbornly defend it?

Ignoring his own safety, did he also disregard the safety of his children?

Qin Fengyi was helpless. Her eyes coldly met his. “It’s not just the Emperor of Daliang who wants you dead. I just received a secret report: Lin Xianzhong of Lindong City will act in at most ten days. After that, he will lead troops to attack Sifang City. Do you understand?”

“Do you understand your situation?”

Lin Xianzhong?

The name was familiar.

Ye Tian’s mind raced through text fragments until he remembered—Lin Xianzhong was also a cannon fodder villain in the book.

Although the plot had changed, the characters continued to appear.

Lin Xianzhong, governor of Lindong City. After Ye Yunting came of age, the first city he captured was Sifang City. Lin Xianzhong was ordered to attack Sifang, a weak city. Ye Yunting used tactics to capture Lin Xianzhong several times. For reasons unknown, Lin Xianzhong then obeyed the villainous hero without question.

A few days later, he personally handed over Lindong City willingly, devoted to serving the boss.

In the end, his head was publicly severed by Shen Jie.

If he belonged to the boss, then he was one of their own!

Ye Tian’s gaze swept over Qin Fengyi, taking her in from head to toe. She was dressed in tactical armor of muted color—he guessed she was heading to Lindong City. He asked, “Are you planning to take Lin Xianzhong down?”

Qin Fengyi was momentarily stunned and frowned.

Seeing Ye Tian change the subject, she could only explain: “Yes. Lin Xianzhong may be involved in other matters. Regardless, if I take Lin Xianzhong down, you and the children will be safe.”

“The matter of Lin Xianzhong can wait. I promise you, when he comes, I will deal with him. The children will not be in danger. We can wait for him to reach Sifang City, and the answers you want will come.”

Ye Tian continued, “If you rush there with such fanfare, no matter how discreetly, you’ll alert him.”

“Moreover, there is something even more important that requires your attention now.”

Something more important?

Qin Fengyi was puzzled. The next moment, Ye Tian pushed the backs of the two little ones’ heads. Ye Shuangxue and Ye Yunting’s bodies flew forward uncontrollably toward Qin Fengyi.

Ye Tian said, “Your daughter is an illiterate. She’s driven her teacher away more than once—I can’t teach her…”