Chapter 1251: Reviving "Brother Ge", Brother Lang Deserves to be Worshipped in the Imperia

Lin Lang lowered his voice, his warm breath brushing against Chu Yiren's ear, his tone serious and unquestionable: "That's right, but it's Nan-ge's freedom to like whomever he wants, there's nothing to discriminate against, I hope you can respect him."

Chu Yiren's pupils suddenly contracted, a hint of shock flashing in her eyes.

She glanced subconsciously in Chu Tiannan's direction and saw him looking down at the cream on Xiao Zhiyi's lips, his eyes full of gentle smiles.

Chu Yiren quickly came to her senses, leaned closer to Lin Lang, lowered her voice, and said with a hint of relief, "I am already extremely grateful to my elder brother for being able to come back to life and return to our side."

“He’s in the Tang Dynasty now, and he won’t embarrass the Chu family in modern Shanghai. I respect him, and let him do whatever he wants.”

Lin Lang smiled slightly after hearing this, took Chu Yiren's hand in his own, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips, his eyes filled with an approving smile.

"My Empress is truly magnanimous! Her vision is simply extraordinary!"

Chu Yiren chuckled at Lin Lang's antics. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Xiao Haotian running over with a half-eaten cake, and she quickly reached out to ruffle her son's hair.

Lin Lang casually put his arm around Chu Yiren's waist, his gaze falling on Chu Tiannan and Xiao Zhiyi, who were enjoying themselves not far away, and his smile became even more gentle.

Chu Yiren laughed and slapped away Lin Lang's hand that was wrapped around her waist, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes: "Stop being so cheeky."

Lin Lang didn't let go; instead, he hugged her even tighter and affectionately kissed Chu Yiren's cheek.

Xiao Haotian's clear voice rang out: "Father, Mother, you two are secretly being affectionate again, how shameful!"

Chu Yiren blushed slightly and quickly broke free from Lin Lang's embrace. She bent down and pinched Xiao Haotian's cheek: "You're such a quick-tongued brat."

Xiao Haotian stuck out his tongue, turned around and ran towards Chu Tiannan, calling out as he ran, "Uncle!"

She was naturally close to Chu Tiannan.

Not far away, Chu Tiannan had already wiped the cream off Xiao Zhiyi's lips with a tissue. Hearing the sound, he looked at Xiao Haotian running over and waved with a smile.

"Tian'er, Yi'er, look what fun and delicious things your uncle brought you!"

As Chu Tiannan spoke, he bent down and opened his suitcase from his time traveling through the Tang Dynasty. The zipper ripped open, revealing it to be packed full of snacks and toys that children love.

The box was piled high with colorful potato chips, shrimp crackers, and other puffed snacks.

There were also exquisitely packaged candies and chocolates, with toys like Transformers and Barbie dolls carefully wrapped inside the snacks, for fear of them getting bumped or knocked over during the journey.

Xiao Haotian's eyes suddenly lit up like they were studded with stars. He squatted down, stood on tiptoe, and grabbed the edge of the box. He grabbed a Transformer shaped like Optimus Prime with his little hand and clapped his hands excitedly.

"I love it! I love Transformers the most! Uncle, you're so kind!"

Chu Tiannan's smile deepened. He reached into the box, pulled out a fluffy little bear plush toy, turned around, and handed it to Xiao Zhiyi, who was tilting her head to look at it. His voice was exceptionally gentle.

"Yier, this teddy bear plush toy is for you. Do you like it?"

Little Zhiyi timidly reached out her little hand to take it, gently rubbing the soft teddy bear against her cheek, and smiled with her eyes narrowed in a childish voice: "I like it, thank you, Uncle."

Lin Lang looked at his son, Xiao Haotian, and deliberately put on a stern face, saying, "You brat, you've forgotten your manners as soon as you received the gift? Hurry up and thank your uncle."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Haotian immediately stood up straight while holding the Transformers toy, and imitated the etiquette of a prince in the palace, clasping his hands together and bowing to Chu Tiannan, saying in a crisp voice, "Thank you for the reward, Uncle!"

Chu Tiannan quickly reached out to help him up, gently patting his arm with his palm, his voice full of emotion: "We're all family, no need to be so polite."

He paused, his gaze falling on the tender faces of Xiao Haotian and Xiao Zhiyi. His voice softened, carrying a hint of indescribable guilt and determination.

"In the past, your uncle missed out on too much time with you two little ones and wasn't able to love you properly."

“From now on, your uncle will definitely make it up to you and give you all the good things. You two are the future hope of our Chu family.”

In Chu Tiannan's eyes, there was a surge of cherishing what was lost and found again, as well as a trace of tenderness and guilt that had been long overdue, like spring water warmed by the setting sun, slowly flowing over the softest part of his heart.

Xiao Haotian nodded as if he understood, and replied, "Mm."

Xiao Zhiyi smiled sweetly with her eyes narrowed, seemingly becoming less distant from this uncle she was meeting for the first time.

Chu Tiannan couldn't hide his joy as he opened the snack packaging and lovingly handed it to his nephew and niece.

Seeing the two little ones eating with satisfaction, a smile of contentment appeared on his face.

Just then, Lin Lang said, "Brother Nan, I'm setting off now to travel through time to save Brother Ming. Do you have any tokens that symbolize your relationship?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Tiannan immediately stood up and took off a platinum necklace from his neck. "A Lang, take this with you. It's a photo box necklace that Guoming gave me."

Lin Lang took the necklace, his fingertips touching the cool metal chain, and gently opened the small heart-shaped box—inside was a photo of Zang Guoming, smiling brightly and charmingly.

Just as Lin Lang closed the heart-shaped box, he heard Chu Tiannan say with reddened eyes, "Lang, I beg you, you must save Guoming. I will never forget this great kindness."

"Brother Nan, what are you saying? We're family, don't be so polite with your thanks."

Chu Tiannan nodded with tears in his eyes, his hands nervously trembling, unsure of what to do, too ashamed to look Chu Yiren in the eye.

Chu Yiren noticed her elder brother's embarrassment and psychological burden, and stepped forward, saying, "Brother, I support you! No matter who you like, I will support you unconditionally!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Tiannan's eyes instantly welled up with tears. He abruptly raised his head, his vision blurred with tears as he looked at Chu Yiren, his eyes surging with shock, disbelief, and the grievances he had suppressed for so many years.

His secret of "personal emotional orientation," which he kept hidden deep in his heart, a secret that made him fear being scorned by his family and bringing shame to the Chu family even in his midnight dreams, was so casually accepted by his younger sister, Chu Yiren.

Over the years, Chu Tiannan always put on a calm and tough front in front of others, locking away the feelings that were not easily recognized by the world in his heart, not daring to show even the slightest crack. His inferiority complex was like a vine that suffocated him.

But at this moment, Chu Yiren's words "unconditional support" were like a key, unexpectedly unlocking the door to Chu Tiannan's heart that had been sealed for many years.

His lips trembled violently, his Adam's apple bobbing for a long time before he finally managed to squeeze out a few choked words: "Sister... thank you... thank you so much... thank you for understanding me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy burden that had been weighing on his heart finally came to an end. All the heavy feelings of inferiority and fear vanished in that instant, leaving only a feeling of complete relief.

There was also the burning warmth of being caught steadily by family members.

With tears in her eyes and a smile in them, Chu Yiren said, "Brother, in the Tang Dynasty you will no longer be the president of the Chumen Group. No one will know you except your family. You can live the life you love freely with the person you love."

"The current emperor, Li Zhi, is your brother-in-law's sworn brother."

"The current Crown Prince Li Hong is your brother-in-law's godson."

"A Lang wields immense power in the Tang Dynasty, and no one in Chang'an dares to touch you. You no longer need to bear any psychological pressure and can enjoy the rest of your life to the fullest."

As Chu Tiannan listened to Chu Yiren's words, he felt as if he were enveloped in a warm light, a light that was the salvation he had longed for for half his life.

He suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, but a suppressed sob still escaped through his fingers.

Hot tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, landing on his clothes and leaving a small, dark stain.

Chu Tiannan's shoulders trembled slightly, tears blurred his vision, but he still tried to force a smile.

That smile mixed with sobs was the relief of being relieved of a heavy burden, the ecstasy of being accepted by family, and the longing to finally be with the one you love.

The identity of the eldest son of the Chu family, which had once suffocated him, and the shackles of the Chu family's glory, shattered into dust at this moment. The fear and anxiety that haunted his midnight dreams over the years were all soothed by Chu Yiren's warm words.

Chu Tiannan smiled through his tears, his eyes shining with an astonishing light, as if the long night had finally given way to dawn.

"Alright, alright," Lin Lang quickly smoothed things over, patting Chu Tiannan on the shoulder. "Today is a joyous occasion, don't make it so heavy."

He turned to Chu Yiren, his tone becoming lighter: "Empress, why don't you take my elder brother around the mansion and let him get familiar with the surroundings?"

"I'm going to travel back to 2003 right now to save Ming Ge."

"Yes." Chu Yiren nodded with tears in her eyes.

Lin Lang added, "By the way, send someone to the vicinity of the Imperial Palace in Shanghai to arrange a quiet villa for my elder brother. It should be close to us so that we can look after each other and ensure his independence and privacy in his daily life."

"Okay." Chu Yiren smiled through her tears.

Lin Lang added, "Tell the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes for lunch so our family can have a good get-together and celebrate."

"I understand, you can go without worry." Chu Yiren nodded in agreement, her eyes full of tenderness.

Chu Tiannan finally stopped crying, his eyes filled with pleading as he looked at Lin Lang, his voice still trembling: "Lang... I'm counting on you, please save Guoming, I beg you..."

Lin Lang said confidently, "Don't worry, Brother Nan, don't you trust me to handle things? I'll bring the person back safe and sound."

After saying that, he turned to look at Xiao Haotian and Xiao Zhiyi, who were happily eating snacks, and his expression softened instantly: "My darlings, Father has some business to attend to, but I'll be back to play with you soon."

"Goodbye, Father!" Xiao Haotian immediately raised the Transformer in his hand and waved it.

Little Zhiyi also called out in her childish voice, "Father, come back soon!"

Lin Lang smiled and responded. With a thought, his body instantly radiated a dazzling golden light.

The golden light grew brighter and brighter, enveloping Lin Lang's figure layer by layer. In the blink of an eye, the light suddenly receded, and he was nowhere to be seen in the Wenhua Hall, leaving only a faint warmth in the air.

"call out……"

The next second, Lin Lang appeared in the timeline before Zang Guoming's suicide due to depression.

The location is the fitness center on the 24th floor of the Oriental Hotel in Central, Hong Kong Island.

As soon as Lin Lang landed and stood firmly, he saw Zang Guoming standing on the 24th-floor balcony, looking utterly hopeless.

The evening breeze swept across the terrace, carrying the salty, humid air unique to Hong Kong Island, and ruffled Zang Guoming's hair.

He stood on the edge of the railing, his slender figure swaying slightly in the wind, like a leaf that could be swept away at any moment.

He slowly spread his hands, palms facing the gray sky, his fingertips turning white from the force, as if embracing the impending fall.

Beneath his feet flowed a ceaseless river of cars, and in the distance, neon lights shattered into a blurry blur in his empty eyes, as if the breath of life was slowly being drawn away from him.

Just as he leaned forward, a familiar voice suddenly called out from behind: "Ming-ge!"

Zang Guoming's movements suddenly stopped, as if a pause button had been pressed.

He instinctively turned around and saw Lin Lang standing at the entrance to the terrace, holding an unlit cigarette in his hand.

Lin Lang walked forward slowly, handed him a cigarette, and smiled frankly: "Before we part, give your brother a cigarette so we can say goodbye properly."

Zang Guoming was stunned, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes, as if he hadn't expected to see Lin Lang here.

After a brief hesitation, the look of surprise on Zang Guoming's face gradually faded, and a warm smile appeared on his lips, his usual gentle demeanor.

"Ah Lang, when did you arrive in Hong Kong? Why didn't you call ahead? I could have picked you up at the airport and arranged a dinner for you."

Zang Guoming's voice was soft, with a barely perceptible hoarseness. His gaze fell on the cigarette, but he didn't immediately take it.

The wind was still blowing, making the silence between the two seem even longer.