Die Faust zerschmettert alle Himmel und unzählige Welten

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"I'm sorry, Feng'er." This was the only sentence he could think of right now.

Feng Ning cried bitterly. She had never expected that everything would turn out this way. She never expected that the person she trusted and loved most could ignore the grievances she suffered, ignore her feelings of guilt and pain, and while she was helpless and struggling with what had happened in the past, he was actually dealing with her as if nothing had happened, harboring the truth.

He actually managed to pretend he knew nothing!

Did her unease and fear mean absolutely nothing to him?

Feng Ning couldn't contain her emotions and cried her heart out. As she poured out her feelings and longings to him, how could he remain indifferent and calmly tell her, "It's okay, don't worry, leave it to me"?

He always said he would take care of it, and she believed him. She became a hands-off manager, happily ignoring everything. But in the end... she thought that all the bad things she had done had nothing to do with her. Her guilt, her sorrow, her fear, and her pain were nothing more than the result of being deceived by lies.

Feng Ning pushed Long San away, but he hugged her again, holding her tightly and repeatedly apologizing. Feng Ning cried until she had no strength left, then sat on the ground and threw a tantrum, kicking him, but she couldn't kick him away; instead, she left several shoe prints on him.

"It's cold on the ground, be careful." Seeing her like this, Long San felt extremely sorry for her and struggled to lift her up. Feng Ning couldn't breathe and struggled, only gasping for air. Seeing this, Long San was startled and quickly half-squatted down, placing her on his lap and patting her back with his large hand. Once Feng Ning calmed down, she punched him in the chest, causing Long San to lose his balance and fall to the ground. Helpless, he could only sit there and hold her to comfort her.

Zhen Fengning came out and watched from the side. As she watched the couple wrestling and arguing, and as Long San acted like a spineless man, her tears suddenly welled up.

At this moment, Long San was wiping away Feng Ning's tears when Feng Ning grabbed his hand and bit it. He gasped in pain but dared not struggle. Feng Ning was truly fierce, biting him like a little animal. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw the so-called real Feng Ning looking at them with tearful eyes. She glared at him and shouted loudly, "What are you looking at? He is my husband, he is mine."

Upon hearing this, the real Feng Ning cried even harder. They looked exactly alike, so why could the fake one loudly proclaim that she had a husband, while she, the real one, was all alone and helpless?

Seeing her crying so hard, Feng Ning couldn't help but cry loudly too, hugging Long San tightly and shouting, "It's mine, it's mine..."

"Okay, okay, it's yours, it's your husband, not someone else's." Long San wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, and his palm was still hurting terribly.

"I don't like her, I don't like her..." Feng Ning stammered, not even knowing what she was saying.

"Okay, I don't like her, I only like you." He agreed to whatever she said; at this moment, his wife was truly more important than anything else.

Long San sat on the cold ground for a long time. Seeing that Feng Ning seemed to have stopped struggling and was still holding him tightly, he carefully picked her up and turned to walk towards the small courtyard where they lived.

As he walked out, he gave a wink, and a guard standing at the door nodded and went back into the courtyard to watch over the real Feng Ning. But now the real Feng Ning didn't need to be guarded and wouldn't run away. She watched Long San carrying the fake Feng Ning away like a precious treasure, and a wave of sorrow washed over her. She cried uncontrollably. Why had no one ever doted on her like this? Why had no one ever treated her with such sincerity? She was Feng Ning, she was the real Feng Ning!

Feng Ning was still crying. Long San carried her back into the room and placed her on the bed. Feng Ning immediately shrank back to the headboard, refusing to look at Long San. Just a moment ago she was wailing that this husband was hers, but now that they were back in the room, she seemed to have no intention of paying him any attention.

Long San knew her temper well, so he wasn't angry, or rather, he didn't dare to be. He wrung out a damp cloth, intending to wipe her face, but Feng Ning slapped his hand away forcefully. Long San grunted, looking at his hand. The slap had landed right on the wound on his hand. Feng Ning secretly glanced at his hand, then quickly turned her head away, pretending she knew nothing.

Long San sighed and said again, "I'm sorry."

Feng Ning simply turned around, presenting the back of her head to him.

Long San sighed again, sat on the edge of the bed, and said to her back, "I know I did wrong, and it's normal for you to be angry with me. But, Feng'er, you know how I feel about you. Apart from hiding this from you, you know how I've treated you. For so long, I've been hesitating and struggling, wanting to tell you the truth, but if I did, what would I do if you left me? I'm scared too."

Upon hearing this, Feng Ning shifted slightly. Seeing this, Long San couldn't help but secretly reach out to stroke the hair behind her head, but Feng Ning turned around and forcefully slapped his hand away, then quickly turned her back again.

Long San's hand hovered in mid-air before he sheepishly lowered it. He continued, "I finally made up my mind to be honest with you, but I never expected you to secretly go to a brothel to get your money back. You didn't hear what I said. After that, I lost my courage, which is why I kept putting it off..."

He stopped there, but Feng Ning didn't move, giving him no response. Long San sighed, "I've told you everything I know, so please don't be angry with me anymore."

Feng Ning remained silent, so Long San began to speak: "Ever since you remembered that long-faced, triangular-eyed assassin, I have been investigating. It turns out he was from the Soul-Slaying Pavilion, named Lu Yan. When you, Bao'er, and I were living in Fuyang City, we received news that someone from the Soul-Slaying Pavilion had been murdered in Jiujiang County. I thought of Lu Yan's murder, so I rushed over to investigate. There, I met your senior brother, Nian Yi."

Feng Ning shifted her body, but refrained from turning to look at him. Long San pursed his lips and continued, "At that time, it was just a guess, not yet confirmed. It was just that Nian Yi's statement and the events were somewhat coincidental, so I became suspicious. I suspected that you were not the real Feng Ning."

"What did he say?" Feng Ning finally asked.

"He said that he killed the assassin from Juehunlou to avenge his junior sister. His junior sister left Xia Kingdom to go to Xiao Kingdom to take care of family matters, but she did not return for a long time and there was no news of her. So he investigated and found that his junior sister was knocked into Lianghe by Lu Yan, an assassin from Juehunlou, and her body was never found."

Feng Ning turned around, revealing a face still streaked with tears, her eyes swollen from crying. Long San reached out to touch her, his heart aching, but she shrank back. Seeing this, Long San stopped and continued, "Later, we went treasure hunting with your father. You were assassinated by Lan Hu, the poison used came from Xia Kingdom. I investigated and found that the person behind it was Qiao Li, Feng Ning's mother. I suspected that you were twins, and that Qiao Li was not your biological mother. So I devised a plan, pretending that someone from Xia Kingdom had kidnapped you, leaving a note written in Xia script that said, 'I'm taking my daughter away.' This time, your father fell for it. To save you, he told me everything about his past."

Feng Ning listened intently, and unconsciously moved closer to Long San. Long San continued, "Your father went to the Xia Kingdom to investigate the truth behind your grandfather's murder. There, a woman named Qiao Ling saved him. They fell in love and married, but your father was determined to avenge his family and wanted to return to the Xiao Kingdom. Qiao Ling refused, and the two clashed. Your father abandoned her and returned alone. Unexpectedly, Qiao Ling was pregnant at that time, which your father was unaware of. More than a year later, Qiao Li brought Feng Ning to find your father. She was Qiao Ling's sister and was also acquainted with your father. She said that Qiao Ling had been in a bad mood since your father left. After giving birth, her illness did not improve. She blamed herself and your father, and finally, she had suicidal thoughts. She entrusted her child to her sister Qiao Li to raise, burned down the ancestral house, and committed suicide."

Feng Ning's mouth dropped open in astonishment. Seeing that she had stopped throwing a tantrum, Long San took the opportunity to gently wipe her face with a handkerchief. Feng Ning ignored this and eagerly asked, "And then what happened? Did she die?"

Long San smoothed her hair and replied, "Qiao Li said she was dead, so your father kept her and the child by his side. While taking care of the child, Qiao Li also interfered in all of your father's affairs, gradually making your father dependent on and trusting her, and so they got married."

"And what about me? What happened to me?"

"I don't know the specifics, but I guess your mother didn't intend to kill herself. I tested Qiao Li, and she seemed very guilty. Besides, if your mother really entrusted the child to her, why did she only take one with her?"

Feng Ning clenched her fists, feeling a throbbing pain in her head. She suddenly pounded her head hard: "Why can't I remember? I have no recollection at all. If I had come back to handle family matters, I would definitely know the reason behind this. Why can't I remember? Why can't I remember..."

Long San was startled and quickly grabbed her hand: "Feng'er, don't be like this. Your forgetfulness is not something that can be cured in a short time."

"How can this be considered a short time? It's been several years already, how can it still be considered a short time?" Feng Ning roared fiercely at Long San, now venting all her anger on him, regardless of whether it was related to him or not.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. It wasn't just a moment ago, but there's no use in being anxious."

Feng Ning glared at him again: "Tell me, what else do you know?"

"That's all I know about your background. I sent people to Xia Kingdom to investigate, but they couldn't find anyone named Qiao Ling. That fire back then certainly burned everything to the ground."

"Then why am I still alive?"

"I don't know. I only know that your master adopted six orphans as his disciples. You were the fifth one, and your name was Xiaowu."

"Xiao Wu?" Feng Ning murmured, repeating, "My name is Xiao Wu?" She had absolutely no recollection of that name. She gritted her teeth, suppressing the urge to hit her head.

Long San looked at her, feeling both heartache and sadness, and said again, "I'm sorry."

Xiao Wu stared at him, and as she stared, tears welled up in her eyes again: "You big liar, you big liar!"

Long San's eyes also reddened. He reached out and wiped away her tears, saying with difficulty, "There's one more thing, which is also why I've been keeping it from you all this time."

Xiao Wu looked at him, waiting for him to continue, but Long San lowered his head, not daring to look her in the eye. His hands trembled slightly, and he clenched his fists, pressing them hard against the bed. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Your senior brother, Nian Yi, he said, he said..."

What did he say?

"He said that his junior sister, Xiao Wu, was his childhood sweetheart, and that once she returned from her family affairs, he wanted to tell her his feelings for her." Long San's voice choked, the veins on the back of his hand bulging from his clenched fist. He didn't hear a response from his Feng'er, but he still had to continue. This truth was something he owed her. "Nian Yi said that he and Xiao Wu were the closest of friends. Although he didn't say it, she must know his feelings..."