Chapter 2598: Chapter 4: Xuan Jing’s Unique Reflection (Part 3)
Jiang Wang and Bao Yi spoke for a while outside, and she finally came to her senses, shifting her gaze this way, and some spirit finally appeared in her eyes.
"I am indebted to Marquis Wu’an, Marquis Bowang, and Madam Marquise of Bowang for coming to mourn my late husband." She bowed her head deeply, her voice hoarse.
Jiang Wang said nothing, only returned the gesture, then went to the altar to light incense.
The last time he saw Madam Bao, it was in front of the old Marquis’s altar; back then, he never thought their next meeting would also be at a funeral.
At that time, Miao Yuzhi was carrying the legitimate bloodline of the Bao family in her belly, accompanied by the Shuofang Marquis’s Princely Heir, who was very tender to her. Her demeanor was quite relaxed, and she interacted with others with extreme ease.
But seeing her today, she was already emaciated, her appearance so haggard as to be unrecognizable.
But aside from sighing, there was indeed nothing to say.
In this world, every moment, people are born, and people die. If it doesn’t happen close by, it causes no ripples. Previously, they had no interaction, and probably would not have any in the future.
Jiang Wang, Zhongxuan Sheng, and Yi Shisi each lit incense in turn, concluding the memorial. Just as they were about to take their leave, a child’s cry suddenly sounded from the inner room.
The nanny holding the infant hurriedly walked into the mourning hall, repeatedly saying to Miao Yuzhi, "Madam, madam, I don’t know what’s wrong with the little master. He’s been crying all the time, has had milk, and toys have been given to him. Nothing can soothe him..."
Then, flustered, she paid respects to Bao Yi.
Bao Yi merely gestured with his hand.
The child in the nanny’s arms was very healthy, his cries incredibly loud, sounding very well-fed, immediately filling the entire hall.
It left Jiang Wang and the others, who came to pay respects, somewhat at a loss.
Miao Yuzhi couldn’t bother with etiquette, directly got up to take the child, soothing him softly, "What’s wrong, what’s wrong, my little baby~~Hush, don’t cry~"
Her extremely hoarse voice was now very gentle, and her extremely haggard face was at this moment very tender.
Yet, the little infant evidently could not understand his mother’s hardship, his little legs kicking, wailing incessantly.
Even Bao Yi got a bit anxious, looking sternly at the nanny, "Besides spirit vegetables, did you eat anything else today?"
The nanny, frightened, knelt down, desperately explaining that she drank every sip of water by the rules, not daring to do anything for the little master’s meal.
Jiang Wang glanced at the child curiously, faintly seeing Bao Zhongqing’s likeness in his features, though his face was free of pockmarks.
Strangely enough.
That wailing infant, amidst kicking and struggling, suddenly met Jiang Wang’s gaze.
And then he surprisingly quieted down.
His bright eyes looked at Jiang Wang, then he grinned, laughing softly.
His chubby little face, with an innocent and charming smile, was incredibly cute.
Zhongxuan Sheng was extremely surprised, curiously examining Jiang Wang’s face, for the first time truly doubting his own sense of aesthetics. Could this guy actually be good-looking? Was there no insider deal in getting onto Linzi’s handsome list?
Miao Yuzhi, holding the smiling little baby, gratefully glanced at Jiang Wang, "Jinger seems to really like Marquis Wu’an... He’s very young, but he knows to admire heroes."
Jiang Wang, of course, would have no ill feelings toward a child, only feeling a bit embarrassed, said, "Is this child named Bao Jing?"
Zhongxuan Sheng rolled his eyes.
"Bao Xuanjing." Miao Yuzhi said softly, "This is the name his grandfather gave him, hoping he would ’keep a clear heart, be close to the wise and keep away from the treacherous.’"
"Oh, Bao Xuanjing." Jiang Wang murmured, feeling that this name indeed had a certain charm, Master Bao was indeed Master Bao, a lover of books. He smiled gently and waved to the little baby, "Hello, Little Xuanjing."
The little baby in his mother’s arms struggled vigorously, his chubby little hand reaching strongly for Jiang Wang’s face. The gesture was quite like an ultimate claw strike at the face, making everyone present laugh.
Jiang Wang extended his hand friendly, letting him grasp it.
The chubby little hand grabbed Jiang Wang’s forefinger.
Little Bao Xuanjing giggled and laughed.
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