Transmigrated To Another World: General, I'm Not Your White Moonlight - Chapter 339

Chapter 339: Meeting Gift
When Emperor Yong’an asked this, Xie Yanghui’s body stiffened. Although he looked calm, he was very nervous and did not dare say anything as long as he was around his daughter. Emperor Yong’an felt heartbroken when he saw him like this, so he arranged a dinner tonight.

After listening to Emperor Yong’an’s words, Duan Yixin thought about it and said, “Shi Xiong is right. I will go back to Xie Guogong’s Mansion tomorrow.”

As soon as she said this, Xie Yanghui raised his eyes and looked at his daughter in surprise.

He then carefully asked, “Are– are you sure?”

Duan Yixin discovered that this supreme general seemed to be afraid of her. Every time he met her, he treated her like fragile porcelain and was very careful when talking with her. Duan Yixin could actually understand his feelings when she saw him like this.

It must have been hard for him to suddenly discover he had a daughter, and he must have felt guilty toward his wife and daughter.

However, after losing his wife, Duan Yixin was sure that Xie Yanghui would use all his love and affection to make up for his regret in the past and try to get close to his daughter. Therefore, he was acting cautiously in front of her now.

She nodded at Xie Yanghui and smiled, “Yes, Father. I will go back home tomorrow morning.”

Xie Yanghui was very happy to hear her call him Father. He nodded and said with red eyes, “Then– then Father will clean up your courtyard. How about Father picking you up tomorrow?”

Without waiting for Duan Yixin to answer, Xuan Ruiquan said, “Don’t worry, Xie Guogong. I will send Xin’er back tomorrow morning. Maybe you also need to prepare two courtyards for Young Master Chi and Miss Chi. Their courtyard should be located close to Xin’er’s courtyard.”

Xie Yanghui knew that the Chi family took good care of his wife and daughter when they lived in Yunshan Village, so he agreed without thinking.

“No problem. As long as Young Master Chi and Miss Chi live in my house, they will get the same treatment as Xin’er.”

Hearing his promise, Duan Yixin’s good impression of his father deepened. She smiled and said, “Then we will go back together tomorrow morning.”

“All right. Father will prepare daily necessities and the courtyards as soon as possible. When the three of you come back tomorrow, you can live directly in your courtyard.” Xie Yanghui said with a bright smile.

After finishing talking with her Father, Duan Yixin took a wooden box that was placed next to her chair. She then placed the box on the table and pushed it in front of Emperor Yong’an.

Emperor Yong’an looked at the wooden box and asked curiously, “Xin Xin, do you want to give this to me?”

Duan Yixin nodded and said, “A meeting gift for Shi Xiong.”

Hearing this, Emperor Yong’an’s eyes lit up. He quickly opened the wooden box and saw several thick books inside. Became more curious, he picked up one of the books and opened it. When he saw the content in the book, he looked at Duan Yixin in surprise.

“Is this… is this really for me?”

Duan Yixin nodded again, “Of course. Shi Xiong, do you like my meeting gift?”

Emperor Yong’an carefully turned the pages of the book and stared at the pictures and detailed information on each page. He was silent for a long time before carefully putting down the book.

Then he looked at Duan Yixin and said seriously, “These are very valuable books. With the information contained inside these books, we can not only solve the food shortage problem but also solve the drought and flood problems that occur every year.”

The books Duan Yixin gave contained some information from her original world. She gave them to Emperor Yong’an because the information could benefit the people and help the Xia Empire.

She believes that Emperor Yong will use hydroponic systems, water turbines, upgraded versions of ancient farming tools, methods of making countless vaccines and medicines, farming knowledge, medical knowledge, and defensive weapons for the good of common people.

Seeing that Duan Yixin just nodded in agreement, Emperor Yong’an closed the box and handed it to Qiu Yuanbo. He then stood up, clasped his fists, and said, “Shimei, please accept my bow to thank you for your generosity.”

Before Duan Yixin and others could stop him, Emperor Yong’an bowed deeply to Duan Yixin.

Duan Yixin saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up and said, “Shi Xiong, you cannot bow to me. Accepting bows from elders will shorten my life span.”

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ruiquan hurriedly pulled Duan Yixin away from Emperor Yong’an and kicked Emperor Yong’an’s leg. He glared at his elder cousin and said, “Sit down quickly.”

Emperor Yong’an grimaced in pain, rubbed his legs, and complained, “How could you kick me so cruelly? You almost broke my bones.”

Xuan Ruiquan ignored his complaints and smiled tenderly at his fiancée, “Xin’er, come and try this pastry. Whenever we enter the imperial palace in the future, I will ask the imperial chef to prepare this for you.”

Duan Yixin looked at the exquisite pastries in front of her and remembered that these were the pastries she had eaten at the banquet last night. She only ate two more pieces than the other pastries, and Xuan Ruiquan actually remembered it.

Duan Yixin was happy with his tentative care. She took a bite, put the pastry in front of Xuan Ruiquan’s lips, and urged him gently, “Taste it. It’s delicious.”

When Emperor Yong’an saw this, he hurriedly said, “A Quan doesn’t eat sw—”

Before he finished speaking, he saw his younger cousin taking a big bite of the sweet pastry and licking his lips with satisfaction. Xuan Ruiquan nodded, smiled at Duan Yixin, and said, “It’s really sweet and delicious.”

Emperor Yong’an and the Chi siblings rolled their eyes after being force-fed a large mouthful of dog food while Xie Yanghui was busy thinking about what to prepare for his daughter before she returned home tomorrow.

That night, dinner lasted for a long time. When Xie Yanghui, Xuan Ruiquan, Duan Yixin, and the Chi siblings left the imperial palace, the moon was already hanging high in the night sky.