Die Faust zerschmettert alle Himmel und unzählige Welten

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"I'm almost better..." Feng Ning buried her face in his chest.

"It's not close enough. The scars haven't healed properly, and I still have to apply medicine every day." Long San felt heartbroken when he thought of her covered in blood.

"I'm almost fully recovered, so some exercise is fine." Feng Ning, no longer caring about being shy, stood face to face with Long San, grabbed his collar, and demanded, "Don't you like it?"

Long San watched her small mouth open and close, swallowed hard, and after a long while replied, "Feng'er, be good. First, you need to recover from your injuries, and second, I have important business to attend to. You should be able to distinguish which is more important."

Feng Ning narrowed her eyes slightly and said decisively, "Of course I know what's more important. Intimacy is more important!" She was just feeling sorry for him, so why was he being so coy?

Long San was speechless. He gave up trying to reason with her. He wouldn't touch her as long as her injuries weren't healed. Long San picked up Feng Ning and carried her into the inner room. He kissed her happy face, placed her on the bed, took off her shoes, pulled the bed up to cover her completely, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't make a fuss. We'll talk about it when you're healed. Sleep well. I'll think about the treasure hunt some more and come over in a bit."

Feng Ning pouted unhappily, kicked the blanket with her foot, and shouted, "I hate it, I hate it!"

Long San turned her face, lowered his head and kissed her. Finally, he covered her eyes with his large hand and said in a stern voice, "Go to sleep!" Feng Ning closed her eyes, pursed her lips unhappily, and Long San kissed her forehead again before leaving.

Although Long San spoke seriously, how could he possibly concentrate on looking at maps and files when he was out? His mind was filled with Feng Ning's mischievous expressions, her smooth, delicate skin, the feeling of her touching him, and... Long San shifted his legs, feeling restless.

At this moment, Feng Ning called from the inner room: "Long San, Long San..."

Long San composed himself and replied, "Sleep well." There was no response from Feng Ning's side.

Long San sighed, opened the file, and carefully read it word by word, trying to concentrate. Just as he was getting into the flow and reading the contents of the file, he noticed something. When he looked up, he saw Feng Ning peeking at him from behind the door. Long San quickly put on a stern face and pretended to be displeased as he scolded her: "If you don't sleep properly, I'll really get angry. Go back to bed."

Feng Ning blinked, then quickly pulled her head back in. Long San opened his mouth, wanting to call out to her but not wanting to. Looking at the things on the table, he had absolutely no interest in anything. After thinking for a moment, he sat there sulking.

After a while, Long San was still in a daze when he heard Feng Ning calling softly from the doorway of the inner room: "Long San, Long San..."

Long San looked up and saw her peeking out again, staring at him with wide eyes. Just as he was about to speak, a pinkish-white cloth flew towards him. Long San instinctively reached out and caught it. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it wasn't a cloth at all, but Feng Ning's undergarment!

Long San felt his face burning hot, and he looked up and roared, "Feng'er!" But she was nowhere to be seen at the door of the inner room. That little rascal had run away after throwing away her bib.

Long San couldn't sit still any longer. He grabbed the pink undergarment and rushed into the inner room. He found the bed quiet, with Feng Ning wrapped tightly in the blanket, not a single hair showing. Long San, suppressing his anger, ripped off the blanket, about to scold her, but he froze.

Before him stood Feng Ning, completely naked, biting her lip and blinking her eyes, her innocent expression like that of a child. Long San, holding a bellyband in one hand and a quilt in the other, stood there dumbfounded.

Feng Ning chuckled, jumped up and hugged Long San tightly, kissing him hard on the face: "Long San, Long San, I knew you would come in."

"You...you..." The soft, warm body made Long San unable to speak properly.

"What do you mean 'you'? You're not angry with me." Feng Ning teased, sealing his lips with hers. The moment her tongue touched his, Long San couldn't hold back any longer. He tossed aside his undergarment and blanket, pressed Feng Ning down on the bed, and kissed her forcefully.

As he stroked her, he pulled open his clothes, while Feng Ning tugged at his clothes and complained, "Oh dear, my injury hasn't healed yet."

Long San, panting heavily, yanked off his belt, leaned down and pressed her beneath him, rubbing against her, and replied, "You're very tough, I'm not afraid of fighting for three hundred rounds."

Feng Ning hugged him tightly, stroking his back, while crying and shouting, "No, no, my husband said I have to sleep well and not mess around, or he'll get angry."

Long San propped himself up, kicked away the rest of his clothes, bent down and covered her mouth with his. After a long while, he raised his head and said, "Your husband has the best temper, so he won't get angry."

Feng Ning bit her lip, her eyes hazy. His large hands made her body weak, and her legs obediently wrapped around his waist. She said, "What if..." She paused, letting out a soft moan as he filled her, panting as he thrust into her, and continued, "What if my husband gets angry..."

Long San covered her mouth to stop her chattering: "Concentrate, or your husband will really throw a tantrum."

Feng Ning couldn't stop laughing, biting his shoulder and calling out again and again in the sweet passion: "Long San, Long San..."

He treats her with all his heart, and she will surely treat him with all her heart in return.

The author has something to say: I don't seem to have anything to say today. Oh, by the way, just one thing: staying up late is bad for your health. Everyone, please don't stay up late. Early to bed and early to rise makes you healthy.

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59. The Long couple, each keeping watch...

Feng Ning is a straightforward and optimistic person; she always tries to see the bright side of things. For example, during her most agonizing and difficult period of early amnesia in the Long family mansion, she told herself that as long as she was sincere, others would eventually see her good qualities and stop disliking her. Or, when she left home with Bao'er and struggled to make a living, she told herself that as long as she was hardworking, could endure hardship, and took good care of Bao'er, they could live a good life together. And when she returned to the Long family with Long San, she felt that although all the mysteries remained unsolved, and although she had made unforgettable and indelible mistakes in the past, since they truly loved each other, they would definitely be able to stay together forever.

She never imagined she would one day run away from home, especially after her injury and her relationship with Long San progressed rapidly, becoming sweet and affectionate.

Having fully recovered from her injuries, Feng Ning and Long San resumed their blissful married life, enjoying a harmonious and happy relationship. However, Feng Zhuojun received a letter from Qiao Li at this time. The letter was delivered by a messenger entrusted by Long San, but it was unclear whether Qiao Li was still wary of the Long family. Therefore, the letter, seemingly ordinary and mundane, actually contained hidden meanings. Feng Zhuojun and Qiao Li had worked together for many years investigating the truth, encountering many trials along the way, and had established numerous coded messages between them. Feng Zhuojun fully understood the hidden meaning in this letter.

In her letter, Qiao Li said she was safe and hadn't noticed anything amiss around her, so Feng Zhuojun shouldn't worry. She, in turn, advised Feng Zhuojun to be more vigilant, as she found Qiao Ling's resurrection too suspicious, especially given its timing—a crucial moment on their treasure hunt. She couldn't rule out the possibility of a scam orchestrated by the Long family or others coveting the treasure. Whether true or false, Qiao Li was very worried. She decided to come and help Feng Zhuojun, and would arrive in the next few days, but asked Feng Zhuojun to keep her whereabouts a complete secret.

After reading the letter, Feng Zhuojun pondered for a long time. Although there were many suspicious points about Qiao Ling's resurrection, it was unlikely that it was a hoax set up by someone, because very few people knew about the past. If it was not Qiao Ling, then who could it be?

On the other hand, Qiao Li is also right. If it was Qiao Ling, why did she choose such a coincidental time? Why did someone steal the map and seal before, and then Qiao Ling came? Such a coincidence makes one suspicious.

Furthermore, whoever it was, why did they want to kill Fengfeng? This was a question that Feng Zhuojun had been unable to understand ever since the day he was attacked.

Feng Zhuojun has always been mild-mannered and doesn't consider himself as smart and capable as Qiao Li. So, in their marriage, Qiao Li has always been the one making the decisions. Now that Qiao Li says she's coming over, Feng Zhuojun is happy. She tells him to keep it a secret, and he's naturally willing to do so.

Seeing that Feng Zhuojun was in a good mood after receiving the letter, Long San casually asked at the dinner table, "Did your mother-in-law send good news in her letter?"

Feng Zhuojun quickly said, "It's nothing, she just said she's fine and told me not to worry." As if to prove there was nothing wrong with the letter, he handed it to Long San: "Look, she also told us to find the treasure quickly and go back to reunite. I'm naturally happy to see she's alright."

Long San didn't read the letter, but simply nodded and said, "That's good." Feng Ning said from the side, "Let me see the letter."

Feng Zhuojun quickly put the letter away: "It's from Mother to Father, why are you looking at it?"

Feng Ning pouted: "Father is so biased. Then why did you agree to let Long San see it?"

Feng Zhuojun was speechless for a moment, then thought for a moment and retorted, "Long San knows the rules and etiquette, didn't he? You're the one who likes to join in the fun."

Feng Ning was unhappy: "It's one thing for Father to be biased, but Mother is biased too. Mother only writes letters to Father, why doesn't she write one to me as well?"

Feng Zhuojun was speechless. Fortunately, Long San came to her rescue: "Didn't you have your own letter? Your second brother was threatened by you and wrote a long letter reporting Bao'er's recent situation. You've been holding onto it and won't let go. There wasn't a single word about me in it."