Paper Money Filled the Sky in Mourning; Cracks Had Already Appeared Even as He Was Promoted!

At the beginning of the snake hour that morning, Jia Huan returned to Rongguo Mansion.

"Huan'er!"

Jia Mu and Jia Zheng came a long way out to welcome him. The Old Madam in particular was positively radiant with vigor, her clouded old eyes brimming with pride.

Here was a true man of the Jia Family, standing tall beneath heaven, reforging the glory of their clan!

Ancestors above, just as the Jia Family was fading into decline and obscurity, another of its sons had shone brilliantly in Great Qian's arena of power!

Jia Huan nodded in greeting, exchanged a few casual words, then returned to his own courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, Concubine Zhao was adorned with pearls and jade, Wang Xifeng exuded alluring charm, and all the women were beaming with joy.

In that dark, desperate predicament, they had broken down until they felt numb, yet Brother Huan had turned back the raging tide!

He was still as gentle and polished as jade, but everyone knew what sort of man he had become in the eyes of the entire world!

"Brother Huan..."

Seeing that familiar smiling face, Lin Daiyu could no longer restrain the emotions surging within her. She ran straight over and threw her arms around Jia Huan, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"It's all right now. I'm here," Jia Huan soothed her gently.

Wang Xifeng's smile had been as bright as a flower, but the sight made jealousy stir in her again. She scolded softly:

"Daiyu, have you no shame?"

Lin Daiyu glared back before shyly lowering her lovely head, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum:

"I... I'm just so happy."

She was not the only one. Even Xue Baochai wanted to embrace Brother Huan. She longed to tell him of her joy at finding life again