Eternal Night

Chapter 145

Yongye's face was extremely pale, his body was wrapped in silver silk netting, he was tied to the Buddha statue, his mouth was gagged so he could not make a sound, but his eyes were staring at Feng Yangxi.

"Report to the Crown Prince immediately!" Feng Yangxi said coldly. He reached into Yongye's mouth and removed the hemp seed, asking anxiously, "How is it?"

"That son of a bitch Mo Yu, watch out, I have so many knives stuck in my back." Yongye spat a few times, moving her numb lips to speak through her hatred. She had stood inside the Buddha statue all night, motionless, and could no longer bear it. She gritted her teeth and glared at An Boping below, hating him along with her.

Feng Yangxi was startled. He went around to the back and saw that six flying knives had been pierced into the back of the Buddha statue, penetrating deep into the wood, just like nails driven into Yongye's back.

He channeled his inner strength and used his sword to slice open the Buddha statue's back. With a forceful slam, Yongye groaned and collapsed onto him, blood gushing from the six wounds on his back.

"Yongye, just bear with it!" Feng Yangxi's face was full of dark clouds. He quickly lifted the silk net, tore off the brocade and wrapped Yongye up tightly, then picked her up and walked out.

An Boping scrambled to his feet, glanced at the destroyed Buddha statue, sighed, and staggered out to chase after it.

Feng Yangxi was clearly in a rage, and he roared, "Go get the medicine!"

Sweat poured down An Boping's forehead. After a moment's thought, he quickly ran to fetch medicine for his injuries. He muttered, "May the Bodhisattva protect us!" After a while, he smiled bitterly; the Bodhisattva couldn't protect the An family this time. Even so, he still hurried to search through the An family's treasured medicinal herbs, hoping to lessen his sins. As the head of the An family, his mind was still focused on how to gain the greatest benefit.

The An Mansion was too large, and Feng Yangxi dared not carry Yongye for too long, so she took her directly back to the guest room.

A moment later, An Boping stumbled in, carrying a clean white cloth and medicine, and shouted hoarsely, "I have... medicine here!"

Feng Yangxi raised her hand and slashed his arm with her sword: "Testing medicine!"

An Boping thrashed in pain, but tore open his clothes and sprinkled the medicine on the wound. The bleeding stopped quickly, and yellow fluid oozed from the wound. The medicine was remarkably effective. "It won't leave a scar; it's a medicine made by the miraculous healer!"

Feng Yangxi sneered as she took the medicine, then untied the shackles binding Yongye and turned her over.

Yongye roared in pain, "You idiot! Tell him to get out!"

An Boping was taken aback. Without waiting for Feng Yangxi's instructions, he wiped his sweat, closed the door, and went out. His legs gave way, and he sat down on the ground, leaning against the door, panting heavily.

At this moment, Crown Prince Yan received the news and arrived with his guards. Seeing An Boping sitting at the door, he glanced inside, frowned, and said, "Young Master?!"

"Your...Your Highness! The princess is...healing." He suddenly remembered that Feng Yangxi and the princess were alone in a room healing, and the injuries required them to take off their clothes. He was so frightened that he could not speak clearly and knelt on the ground trembling.

"Oh, with Master Feng here, they should be alright. I won't go in and disturb them." Prince Yan breathed a sigh of relief, standing in the courtyard looking at the An family, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Yongye was found inside the Buddha statue, injured. The An family is definitely implicated. What should be done? Upon receiving the news, the Dragon Martial Commander and the Divine Martial Commander surrounded the entire An family mansion. Including the maids and servants, there were over a thousand people—more than the soldiers he had brought. Crown Prince Yan smiled bitterly; truly a large household.

Yongye lay prone as Feng Yangxi applied the medicine. Every movement caused her pain. Feng Yangxi naturally took a white cloth and wrapped it around her chest, thoroughly covering the wound. Yongye looked down at her own chest, closed her eyes, and said hatefully, "How many women do you have!"

"No."

"I'm a woman. You're so nonchalant about not having a woman around! Are you even a man?!"

Feng Yangxi suppressed a laugh and replied, "That's what I should be asking you. Are you even a woman? Aren't you ashamed to be naked and stared at by a man?"

Yongye was taken aback, then smiled wryly and said, "I used to walk around naked in the summer, and after dressing as a man for so long, I've gotten confused."

Feng Yangxi, standing behind him, could hardly believe her ears. Her face darkened as she said, "What nonsense are you spouting!"

Yongye then realized what was happening and said awkwardly, "It's nothing, just joking, to avoid any embarrassment."

Feng Yangxi was so angry that she tightened her grip and tied a knot on her back. She said with a stern face, "You are the dignified Princess of Anguo and the future Crown Princess. Don't tell jokes like this again."

Yongye tilted her head and looked at him: "I am the Crown Prince's woman, will he kill you?"

Feng Yangxi was speechless for a long time, then glared at Yongye and said, "This is for treating injuries. People of the martial world don't concern themselves with such formalities!"

"Oh, if I ever fall for a young lady, I'll just slash her a couple of times, then peel off her skin to heal my wounds. After I've looked at her and touched her, I won't have to take any responsibility." Yongye's lustful thoughts began to overflow again.

Feng Yangxi was both amused and exasperated. Seeing that the clothes she had taken off were stained with water and blood and were no longer wearable, he took off his outer robe and put it on her. After thinking for a moment, he said seriously, "If you don't want to marry the Crown Prince, how about marrying me?"

Marry him? Yongye thought of the two portraits she had painted, her heart aching, but she only smiled: "Just because you saw my back? You think I'd marry you after just one look? People of the martial world don't care about formalities; being too upright seems old-fashioned. I'm afraid if I break off the engagement, my father will have a hard time."

Feng Yangxi, however, was thinking of that handsome man in white robes, seemingly otherworldly. His expression gradually changed, and he coldly sneered, "You're not worried about your father's life, you're worried about that brat surnamed Yue's life, are you?"

Yongye's pain was stirred up again. He tried to sit up, but his back hurt, so he lay down and sneered, "You're right. Do you know why I still wear men's clothes after I married into this family? Because the first person I want to see in women's clothes is him."

Feng Yangxi's expression changed drastically, and he stood up and left: "The Crown Prince should be here soon. Tell him this."

Yongye snorted.

After a while, she heard footsteps, and Prince Yan's gentle voice rang out: "Yongye, are you alright?"

"He's not dead!"

Prince Yan was not angry. Standing at the head of the bed, he asked curiously, "How did Master Feng know you were inside the Buddha statue?"

"He's smart, isn't he? He found the portrait I drew, and the eyes of that Bodhisattva are weird, right? That son of a bitch Mo Yu was hiding inside the Buddha statue watching me when I entered the Buddhist hall, humph!"

When Yongye entered the Buddhist hall and examined the Buddha statue closely, she felt that the Buddha's eyes seemed real. Her eyesight was astounding; after a couple of rotations, she was certain they were the eyes of a living person. And those eyes held hatred and anger. Who could be hiding inside the Buddha statue? She then saw the old lady's face. Hearing An Boping say she was Moyu's mother, she understood.

She naturally assumed that Mo Yu was in the Buddhist hall with her mother, but when she heard that the eldest young master had brought her there, she knew that Mo Yu, being the kind person he was, would not want to leave, so he went inside the Buddhist statue to see her.

"Master Feng is truly meticulous. We're so grateful to have him!"

"I'm smart, okay? If it weren't for me, would he have been able to find me? Luckily he found me, otherwise, as Mo Yu would have said, I would have had to watch him come to burn incense and make offerings every day, turning me into a dried-up corpse!"

Crown Prince Yan Shengsheng shivered. He laughed and said, "It's good that you're safe. I'll avenge you. Let's go back!"

He reached out to hug Yongye. Yongye slapped him, wincing in pain, but still panting, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other! Call two maids!"

Crown Prince Yan withdrew his hand, glanced back at Feng Yangxi outside the courtyard, and smiled: "Yongye is absolutely right."

Not long after, several maids arrived, brought a sedan chair, and carried Yongye away, taking her straight back to the post station.

Yin'er, Yihong, and the other maids were both surprised and delighted to see Yongye return. They cried again when they saw that she was injured. But they were finally relieved.