Hai Ling was surprised, wondering why Feng Zixiao wanted to see her so late. She got up and walked over, looking at Feng Zixiao outside the door, and spoke calmly.
"Is there something you need, Young Master Feng?"
Seeing her distant expression, Feng Zixiao felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. If he had treated her well back then, this woman would have been his empress, and perhaps none of this would have happened. It was all his deception. Now he deeply regretted it. Tomorrow they would part ways, so he was worried about her and wanted to see her and talk to her. However, when he heard Hailing ask him seriously, he was embarrassed to say that he was concerned about her, so he changed the subject.
"I'd like to talk to you about how to get rid of Jiang Batian after we get to Beijing?"
"Oh, this." Hai Ling wanted to say that she would talk about it later, but seeing Feng Zixiao's serious expression, it seemed too cold for her to refuse. Besides, this was an inn, and there was nothing important to talk about, so after considering it, she agreed.
"good."
Hai Ling responded and, together with her two maids, Shi Mei and Shi Lan, followed Feng Zi Xiao downstairs.
The inn had a courtyard at the back, which was quiet at the moment. Feng Zixiao and Hailing strolled around casually, talking as they walked. Their two maids, Shimei and Shilan, kept a distance from them, but their eyes were fixed on Feng Zixiao's every move. If he had any improper thoughts about their master, they would not let him off the hook immediately.
In the backyard, a few people were walking around casually. Hai Ling was a little surprised to see that Feng Zixiao was only asking about her health. Could it be that he came to see her in the middle of the night just to check on her health? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but speak up.
"Young Master Feng, didn't you say you had something to discuss with me?"
Hailin couldn't help but ask.
Feng Zixiao was taken aback, a glint of light appearing in his deep eyes. He looked up at Hai Ling to the side, opened his mouth, but didn't speak for a moment.
Hailing didn't know what he wanted to say, and waited for his words, so the two of them stood in the night, looking at each other without saying a word.
At this moment, in the shadows not far behind the inn, several people stood. Their faces were all grim, and the leader was particularly menacing, his eyes blazing with increasingly intense anger. He seemed to want to tear the man apart and skin him alive. He had even started having inappropriate thoughts. Ling'er was carrying his child, and this man wasn't even letting pregnant women go. What did he want to do by inviting Ling'er here so late at night?
The man radiating fury was none other than Ye Lingfeng.
Ye Lingfeng had been waiting for an opportunity to see Hai Ling. He didn't want to appear suddenly and frighten Ling'er, so he wanted to find a good time to appear. For the past few days, he had been hiding in the shadows, watching the movements of their group. Previously, when Jiang Feixue was rescued by Bai Sha and Hei Sha, it was he who ordered Shi Zhu and Shi Ju to kill them. However, he did not expect that Jiang Feixue would fall off the cliff in the end.
He appeared again tonight, but unexpectedly witnessed this infuriating scene. Anyone with eyes could see what Feng Zixiao was thinking. Perhaps Ling'er didn't think much of it; she was pregnant and couldn't possibly imagine that Feng Zixiao would even prey on a pregnant woman. But as a man, he could see very clearly that this man still had feelings for Ling'er. Even though she was pregnant, he still had designs on her. How despicable!
Ye Lingfeng's eyes grew deeper and darker, and his body was shrouded in frost. His long, jade-like hands clenched tightly. He tried his best to control his anger, but no matter how much he suppressed it, his heart was still burning with pain.
Shi Zhu and Shi Ju, who were standing to one side, couldn't help but speak up.
"Master, didn't Helian Qianxun tell you how to untie the 'Soft Love Bond'? If you can untie the Empress's 'Soft Love Bond,' then you can stay by her side, right?"
Shi Zhu was very puzzled, not understanding why her mistress would rather endure it than show herself, but now that she saw another man having designs on her, she was so angry that she wanted to kill someone.
In fact, Shi Zhu did not know that the method of untangling the soft love threads was extremely dangerous, and if one was not careful, one could very well die.
Ye Lingfeng wasn't afraid of death. If he could untie Ling'er's Soft Love Silk, he would be willing to die. However, he knew that if he injured himself while untying Ling'er's Soft Love Silk, the blow to Ling'er would be even greater. She was pregnant now, and if anything happened, he would never forgive himself, even if he died. Therefore, he only wanted to find a good opportunity to appear. But tonight, seeing this man constantly hovering around Ling'er, he couldn't bear the stimulation, and his heart was like being fried in oil.
In the shadows, Ye Lingfeng's mind was in turmoil, and his eyes were filled with rage as he glared at Feng Zixiao in the distance. Suddenly, he saw Feng Zixiao reach out as if to touch Ling'er's shoulder. At this moment, he could no longer bear it. He suddenly swayed and flashed out like a ghost, shouting coldly at Feng Zixiao under the moonlight.
"stop."
The alluring, magnetic voice rang out in the night, like celestial music. Feng Zixiao had just seen a leaf fall onto Hai Ling's shoulder and reached out to help her remove it. But before he could even touch the leaf, a cold voice rang out.
He couldn't help but look up and saw a handsome man standing a few meters in front of them in the small backyard. The man wore a luxurious brocade robe, his hair was tied up with a brocade belt, and his black hair danced lightly in the night wind. His exquisite face, as if sculpted by a master craftsman, was covered with frost, and his deep eyes were full of storm. He was staring at him coldly. Feng Zixiao couldn't help but withdraw his hand, feeling annoyed. This person was actually Ye Lingfeng. Ye Lingfeng had actually appeared. Wasn't it said that Hai Ling was under the influence of the Soft Love Silk and that the two of them couldn't meet?
Feng Zixiao quickly glanced at Hai Ling to the side, only to see that the woman beside her was full of excitement, her eyes were even filled with tears, and she was greedily looking at the figure that had appeared, with tears streaming down her face.
All the grievances, heartache, and unrequited love she had suffered recently crumbled when she saw this man, and she could no longer hold back her tears.
"Night, night."
Hai Ling cried out, tears streaming down her beautiful face. But with her soft cry, her heart ached terribly, as if a thousand tiny needles were pricking it. She instinctively reached out and clutched her chest. It hurt so much, she could hardly breathe. Yet she still stared firmly at the person who had appeared. When his gaze met hers, it was so gentle. When he saw her pain, his dark eyes showed distress. She could tell that his pain was no less than hers, perhaps even greater.
"Ling'er, Ling'er."
In the small courtyard, there was no one else but them, just the two of them.
Ye Lingfeng stared at Hai Ling intently. They had been separated for more than five months, and he had missed so much. When he left Bei Lu, he thought he would soon be back by her side, but he never expected that she would suffer so much after they parted. Seeing her face, which had become thinner, his heart ached terribly. Seeing her in pain made him ache even more, and he wished he could take all the pain away from her.
Ye Lingfeng took two steps forward. After the initial heartache, Hai Ling felt her blood rushing through her body. She couldn't help but tremble, hugging her shoulders. A violent aura rose in her mind, and the warmth in her heart disappeared. It seemed that a violent aura wanting to kill Ye Lingfeng enveloped her whole being. No, she didn't want to kill him.
"This is the effect of the Soft Love Silk," she thought, and struggled to call out to Ye Lingfeng who was walking over.
"Night, you must leave, you must leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself,"
Ye Lingfeng saw Hai Ling's body tremble, her face pale, biting her lip desperately, her hands unconsciously digging into her flesh, using the pain to remind herself not to do anything to hurt herself.
Seeing her like this, he wished he could die; even breathing was difficult. Now that he had appeared, he was determined to untie her emotional ties. Even if there was only a one in ten chance, he would try. He couldn't bear the pain of not seeing each other.
Ye Lingfeng walked towards Hai Ling, who backed away, growing increasingly frightened. She was afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself, and tears streamed down her face. What was Ye doing? If he didn't leave, she really would hurt him.
At this moment, Feng Zixiao, who was standing beside Hailing, saw her in such pain and knew that the Soft Love Silk had taken effect. He felt extremely sorry for her and could no longer control his emotions, so he shouted at Ye Lingfeng.
"Ye Lingfeng, you bastard, can't you see how much pain she's in? Why aren't you leaving? Hurry up and get out of here! Her aphrodisiac has flared up, get out of here!"
After Feng Zixiao finished shouting, he reached out to comfort Hailing and pulled her into his arms.
Upon seeing his actions, Ye Lingfeng went berserk. He leaped forward in the blink of an eye, slapped away Feng Zixiao's movements with his long, slender hand, and stopped in front of Hai Ling.
At this moment, Hai Ling's blood rushed to a peak, and her mind became somewhat blurred. All she could see was the handsome face in front of her, so outstanding and charming. Her body and her heart were screaming, "This is the man I love, the man I adore! I can't hurt him! I can't hurt him!"
But her hand had already swiftly reached out and touched the sword at Shi Mei's waist, and quickly drew it out.
Her body was on the verge of collapse, burning with pain, and her mind was becoming hazy. Her only thought was, "I can't hurt Ye, I can't hurt him." At this moment, she couldn't even think about the child in her womb. The only thought in her mind was that she would rather hurt herself than hurt him.
With that thought in mind, she frantically swung her sword towards her own neck, preferring to hurt herself rather than hurt him.
As Hailin began her frantic actions, several horrified voices rang out in the night.
"Ling'er, no!"