Die Faust zerschmettert alle Himmel und unzählige Welten

Kapitel 96

They would be staying here for a while to ensure the smooth ascension of the new emperor in Xia Kingdom. On the other hand, because of this matter, Feng Ning could not go to Shahu for the time being. She understood the importance of the matter and did not throw a tantrum. On the contrary, she was in a good mood because Long San had taken her with him when he did something important and had succeeded. This gave her a great sense of accomplishment as a wife. She felt that she had shaken off her past unpleasant reputation and had become very lucky in helping her husband.

Long San counted down the days, constantly looking for an opportunity to explain things to Feng Ning. The journey back from Xia Kingdom required navigating various arrangements and secretly crossing the border; it wasn't a good time to be honest. After leaving Gusha City and arriving in Xianghe Town, Feng Ning was in a good mood and obediently stayed by his side; this also wasn't a good time to be honest.

Long San kept telling himself to wait one more day and talk about it tomorrow, but tomorrow after tomorrow, thirty days passed in the blink of an eye.

That day, Long San took Feng Ning to the countryside for a day of fun. Because he had been indulging in too much pleasure lately, Feng Ning had become angry, so he agreed to take her somewhere further away. Feng Ning hadn't experienced such a life in a long time, lying on the grass, watching the white clouds, and eating roasted sparrows. She had a wonderful day. On the way back, she fell asleep in the carriage. The driver, Long San, carefully drove to avoid jolting her, and worried that she might be hungry or thirsty from playing so much. So, when they passed a food stall, he got out and bought her some snacks and tea.

After he returned with his things, he lifted the carriage curtain, placed the items on it, and saw that Feng Ning had groggily opened her eyes. He gently asked her if she wanted something to eat, but Feng Ning shook her head, yawned, and hugged the blanket, intending to continue sleeping. Long San was amused by her appearance, kissed her on the cheek, and just as he stepped out of the carriage and lowered the curtain, he turned around and saw Nian Yi.

Nianyi smiled at him from ten steps away: "Brother Long, it's been a long time. I saw you at the shop just now, and I thought I had mistaken you for someone else."

Long San felt his blood run cold. He glanced at the carriage instinctively; the curtains were drawn properly, and the carriage was quiet inside. He turned to Nian Yi and said, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here."

Nian smiled and held up several oil paper packages and wine jars in her hand: "My master, some fellow disciples and I have some business to attend to and are passing by, so I'm buying some food here."

Long San nodded, trying hard to calm himself down. Nianyi glanced at the carriage and asked, "Is this your wife?"

Long San nodded again and replied emphatically, "Yes, it's my wife. Take her for a walk in the countryside to clear her mind."

"That's great." Nianyi's tone was tinged with envy as she nodded to Long San. "I'll take my leave now; they're still waiting for dinner."

Long San nodded and said softly, "Until we meet again."

Nian smiled, turned around and left.

Long San watched his figure disappear at the end of the road, a mix of emotions churning within him. He turned back to the carriage, and Feng Ning, hearing the noise, opened her eyes again, asking groggily, "What's wrong? Why aren't we leaving?"

Long San didn't answer, but instead lowered his head and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Long San decided that no matter what, he had to tell Feng Ning everything today.

Feng Ning slept until nightfall, and Long San stayed in the room with her until the messenger came to wake her. Long San shook Feng Ning awake and told her that he had to go out for a while. Feng Ning agreed and listened to the sound of Long San leaving and closing the door.

She lay there for a while longer, then felt hungry. This hunger finally brought her to her senses. She got up, dressed, washed up, and went out of the house to find something to eat.

The maid greeted her in the courtyard, "Madam, you're awake? Master just left. The food is still warm. Would you like to eat now, Madam?"

Feng Ning nodded: "I'm starving to death."

The maid quickly started preparing the dishes: "Madam, please wait a moment, I'll go get the food."

The food was served, but Feng Ning frowned: "Auntie, do you have sweet and sour fish?"

"Oh dear, I wasn't prepared."

"Then plum duck will do too."

"Madam, I'm so sorry, but isn't this braised beef your favorite? Crispy pork and tofu, sweet rice porridge—these are all dishes that Master prepared because you said you liked them. How about we make do with this for today, and tomorrow I'll prepare sweet and sour fish and plum duck for you?"

Feng Ning shook her head, suddenly feeling very emotional and wanting to cry. Just because there was no sweet and sour fish and plum duck that she really wanted to eat, she dismissed the maid and was sad in front of a table of dishes.

The urge to eat sweet and sour fish grew stronger and stronger, and Feng Ning finally couldn't resist. She went out to say goodbye to the old lady and went to eat at a small restaurant in town.

As she walked, she muttered to herself, wondering why this day was so strange—both sleepy and craving food. She yawned, feeling sleepy again. Just then, a familiar figure flashed before her eyes. It was the man who wanted to kill her and take Bao'er. Feng Ning was jolted. She wouldn't mistake him; she would recognize him even if he were ashes.

She secretly followed him, wanting to see what he was up to. If she could find his hiding place, she would quickly inform Long San. She followed him for a while, then turned into a small alley, but lost sight of him. Just as Feng Ning was about to turn around and leave, a very familiar voice suddenly came from behind her: "Don't move, my knife doesn't have eyes."

Author's Note: You'd never guess who that familiar voice belonged to, right? Meow, meow, meow… (echo) Haha~~~~

72. The Long couple facing the revelation of their secrets

Feng Ning felt a little dizzy. She must have played too wildly today, didn't get enough rest, and was very hungry, so she must be hallucinating. How could it be this voice?

She moved slightly, and the person behind her spoke again: "Don't move, I'm not kidding you."

Every hair on Feng Ning's body stood on end; it was definitely that voice. She didn't move. The person behind her, perhaps feeling they had gained control, moved closer, pressing a short blade against Feng Ning's back, and demanded in a low voice, "Who ordered you to do this?"

Feng Ning's heart was pounding wildly. She asked, "What are you telling me to do?"

The person behind her seemed to pause for a moment, and Feng Ning wasn't sure if it was her question or her voice that surprised them. She waited quietly, and after a while, the person answered, "I instructed you to impersonate me!"

"Impersonating you?" Feng Ning repeated each word softly. She turned around abruptly, startling the person behind her, who actually took a step back. The threat of not moving was simultaneously forgotten by both of them.

Because they saw each other.

The exact same face, the exact same voice!

If it weren't for the different hairstyle and clothes, Feng Ning would have thought she was looking in a mirror. The person's face showed the same surprise as Feng Ning's, but that expression quickly disappeared, and she smiled coldly: "I was just thinking about how to deceive everyone and even my father, so you disguised yourself so well."

Feng Ning composed herself, calmed down, and gave a cold laugh: "Perhaps you can tell me how you disguised yourself as me? Your disguise skills are quite impressive. Besides wanting to get rid of me, you also want to impersonate me and infiltrate the Long family? Don't dream. You can't hurt me, and you can't fool Long San's eyes."

At the mention of Long San, Feng Ning felt a surge of anger. The woman before her, clinging to Long San and sweetly calling him "husband," infuriated her; she wanted nothing more than to tear the woman's face apart. She took a step forward, ready to unleash her fury. But the woman retorted, "You're the imposter!"

Feng Ning was stunned. Something seemed to flash through her mind. She reached out and pinched the woman's ear and neck, but nothing came off. Her face was real.

Feng Ning's attack was lightning fast, catching the woman completely off guard. She was caught off guard and caught off guard, letting out a soft cry of pain as she realized she was no match for Feng Ning. Feng Ning swiftly snatched the dagger from her, grabbed her neck, and slammed her against the wall: "Who are you?"

The woman was startled, but she didn't shout. She opened her eyes, which were exactly the same as Feng Ning's, and carefully examined Feng Ning's face. Then, staring into her eyes, she said clearly, "I am Feng Ning."

"Bullshit, I am the one." Feng Ning's heart pounded. She could easily snap the other person's neck with a little force, so why was she afraid?

"You're a fake! You're an imposter sent by the Long family to deceive our Feng family!"

"You're the fake one." Feng Ning stared at the face that was exactly like her own, her mind a complete mess. According to this woman's logic, it should be the other way around. "You're the imposter the Feng family hired to deceive our Long family!"

However, these imposters, regardless of who found them, must possess extraordinary abilities.

The two women looked at each other, and for a moment they were silent. They weren't stupid; they understood that finding such an identical face was not something that could be accomplished by simply wandering around and searching in different cities.