Die Faust zerschmettert alle Himmel und unzählige Welten

Kapitel 37

"No, no." Feng Ning continued walking forward. "We're almost there. What if I leave you here and lose you? I lost your family's treasure, but at least I kept the little box, which made up for it. But if I lose you, how am I supposed to compensate?"

Long San didn't speak, resting his head against hers, his arms around her shoulders, his legs half-dragging on the ground. It was hard for her to carry him, and it was hard for him to be carried, but in the darkness, in this situation, he felt a strange sense of peace.

Feng Ning said, "Long San, speak up. You don't need to answer me, just talk. When you speak, I'll have the strength again."

Long San couldn't help but laugh. He said, "I really don't have the strength. Don't make me laugh."

"What's so funny?" Feng Ning muttered, but it did seem like they were walking faster.

After a while, Feng Ning couldn't hold on any longer and had another problem. "Long San, have you ever heard Hua Niang sing a folk song?"

"Hmm?" This question brought Long San's dizzy consciousness a little more awake. He had to be careful. What if she asked him which flower girl sang well, what she sang, and which one he liked?

As expected, Feng Ning continued to ask, "Since you've heard so many songs, you must know one or two, right? I'm so tired from carrying you, can you hum a little tune for me to hear and cheer me up, okay?"

Long San was speechless. He was clearly injured and poisoned, and he was also sick and freezing. Why would anyone ask him to hum a little tune? He wondered if he could keep silent and make this crazy woman think that he had fainted again.

"Long San, say something! You seem quite energetic right now, can you hum a few lines?" Feng Ning, panting, still tried to coax Long San into chatting.

Long San didn't know how to react to her, so he could only continue to weakly pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Long San, can't you sing? Is it because you haven't listened to enough songs or because you've listened to too many?" Feng Ning's words finally made Long San turn his head and bite her ear. When did he ever say that he had listened to a lot of folk songs?

His bite wasn't hard, but Feng Ning was startled and cried out "Ah!" before her face turned bright red. She was so uncomfortable; if it weren't for the huge thing pressing down on her, she would have jumped up and spun around in circles.

"Ah, ah, I don't have hands, itchy, itchy..." Feng Ning couldn't spin around or jump, so she could only stomp her feet and shout.

Long San laughed uncontrollably, panting even when he was exhausted. He reached out and rubbed her ears, which were so red they were almost bleeding: "Are you done yet?"

Feng Ning turned her head and rubbed it against his palm: "It still seems itchy."

If it's still itchy, then keep rubbing it. In the moonlight, her earlobes were round and her hair playfully brushed against her ears. Her ears were noticeably red. Long San wanted to laugh again. He rubbed them for a while, and Feng Ning finally felt comfortable and continued to walk forward.

After this minor incident, the two of them quieted down. Feng Ning walked diligently with her head down, while Long San leaned his head against hers, enduring his discomfort and not wanting to cause her any more trouble.

But Feng Ning couldn't stay quiet for long. After a while, she struggled to speak, panting heavily, "Long San, what you did just now, wasn't that a bit disrespectful?" Normally, her tone would have been either shame or anger, but Feng Ning was exhausted, like an ox pulling a plow, sounding like a laborer demanding payment. The atmosphere was completely off, even the tone was off.

In truth, Long San was filled with regret after that kiss. He had planned everything carefully—to keep his distance and treat her rationally—but she always managed to make things a mess. He had impulsively gotten close, and seeing her seemingly unresponsive, neither ashamed nor angry, left him feeling uneasy. The fact that she waited so long to question him was quite unexpected. Most importantly, the tone of her question made him want to laugh again.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Feng Ning became anxious: "Are you laughing secretly again? It's clearly your fault, how dare you laugh secretly."

Long San laughed for real this time: "You made me hum a little tune for you earlier, that was also teasing."

Feng Ning was speechless for a moment, then grumbled indignantly, "So, did I succeed in flirting with you? Did you sing a little tune? You clearly didn't. But my ear was bitten. I've never had my ear bitten before in my life." No matter how you looked at it, she was the one who lost out.

Long San really wanted to beg her to stop making him laugh, but he knew it was useless to beg, so he could only say, "Well, I was wrong, I apologize to you."

"Hmph. Such an important ear, is an apology enough?"

"So what do you want?" Long San wanted to let her stop and catch her breath before arguing, but he also knew that she was already pushing herself to the limit, and if she stopped, she might not be able to take another step. He advised, "Don't be angry or talk now. How about you scold me when we get there?"

"No, don't interrupt." Feng Ning was panting heavily, but she wouldn't listen. She said with difficulty, "Apologizing won't do! You'd better confess, how many girls' ears have you bitten?"

Author's Note: This novel will be available for purchase starting Friday, the day after tomorrow. Chapter 29 will be available for purchase sequentially. Updates will continue until then. If you love this novel, please continue to support it!

I was supposed to update three times on the day it went VIP, but I've been really busy these past few days and I'm worried that rushing the writing will compromise the quality. So I've decided to change it to two updates every two days, that is, two updates on Friday and Saturday. The number of extra chapters will remain the same.

That's all for now. I'll add more tomorrow if there's anything else. I have to go out now. I'm handing this chapter over to the draft box. I hope it doesn't stop blocking me and it'll be ready for everyone at 8 o'clock sharp. If that doesn't work, you can use your ultimate spell to force it to release the new chapter.

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28. The Third Lady of the Dragon Clan, who endured tribulations to plead her case...

Long San was both amused and exasperated, and having no other choice, he could only remain calm and silent. Feng Ning grew anxious, panting heavily, "You have to speak, pretending to be deaf and dumb won't do." Long San shifted his arms, tightening his grip, and rested his head against her face. He was tall and imposing, so it was as if he were holding her in his arms. He whispered softly, "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

Feng Ning's face flushed red again. Not knowing what to say, she sulked and walked away, refusing to speak to him again. After a while, Long San quietly called to her, "Feng Ning..."

Feng Ning snorted and ignored him, so Long San called out again, "Feng Ning..."

Feng Ning became smug and replied gruffly, "Annoying, what are you yelling for?"

Long San asked, "That farmer you mentioned, is he almost here?"

"Huh..." Feng Ning looked up and asked, "How did you know?"

“There’s a small dirt path here, which must be because there are people living nearby,” Long San explained. This discovery made him very happy. If they continued walking, he estimated that the two of them would not be able to keep up.

Feng Ning looked closely and confirmed it was true. After walking a while longer, they were about to see the farmhouse. She found a secluded spot, put Long San down temporarily, and said, "I'll go check again. If there are no problems, I'll come back for you."

Long San knew this was necessary. Feng Ning had thought things through without needing any explanation, which showed her intelligence. He nodded and handed her the sword, saying, "Be careful." Feng Ning nodded, took two steps, then turned back, saying, "Keep this sword with you. You have difficulty moving around. If anything happens, the sword can protect you. I can run and jump, so it's alright." She shoved the sword into his hand and quickly left.

As Long San watched her figure disappear from sight, he couldn't help but sigh. He had lost control again. He had repeatedly warned himself, but he always acted impulsively and lost his manners. Before he could finish regretting it, Feng Ning hurriedly ran back: "Long San, I've looked around, it's fine. Let's go, we'll put on a show, and then we'll have a place to stay."

As she spoke, she helped Long San to his feet. Long San asked, "What are your plans?"

Feng Ning smiled at him: "Playing the victim." After she finished speaking, she took a few steps with Long San and began to howl, "Help! Help!"

She started acting without warning, her panicked tone startling Long San so much he coughed violently a few times. Feng Ning half-dragged, half-carried him forward, shouting, "Husband, husband, how are you? Hang in there a little longer, we'll be alright, just bear with it a little longer, we'll definitely find someone to save us..."

With no one around, Feng Ning was engrossed in her solo performance. Long San couldn't help but cough again, and Feng Ning burst into tears and cries: "Husband, husband, you can't die! If you die, how will I face my mother-in-law? Our two-year-old daughter is waiting for us to come back! Husband, husband, you must hold on... Those damned bandits, I will haunt them even as a ghost... Husband, don't leave me, you can't die..."

What a sight! A woman with elderly parents and young children, encountering bandits and turning into a vengeful ghost—Long San clutched his chest. He didn't need to pretend at all; she had completely terrified him, worsening his injuries. He couldn't laugh or cough; he was practically botching up an internal injury!

"Oh dear, husband, look! There's a house! I'm going to beg for help. Wait for me, please don't die..." Feng Ning continued her act earnestly. She abandoned Long San and quickly ran to the door of the farmhouse, banging on it. The light inside immediately turned on, and the homeowner opened the door without even asking. Clearly, the family had already been awakened by the commotion outside and had been listening, peeking, and pondering for a while.

"Uncle, Aunt..." Feng Ning looked like a young wife who had been robbed by bandits. When she saw someone answer the door, she knelt down immediately, tears streaming down her face. "My husband and I were returning home from visiting my parents' home when we were robbed on the way. My husband was injured while protecting me. We fled all the way, but the night was cold and the dew was heavy. My husband couldn't bear the pain and fell ill. We have traveled a long way and are really desperate. Please save our lives, Uncle and Aunt. We will repay you handsomely."