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Capítulo 65

Long Er asked, "Do you need to see your second uncle for something?"

Bao'er was very nervous, nodded and said again, "Second Uncle..."

Long Er raised an eyebrow and waited, but after the little boy finished saying "Second Uncle," he fell silent again. He pursed his lips and asked, "What is it?"

Bao'er opened her big eyes and answered in a soft, childlike voice, "Second Uncle..."

Long Er's face darkened. Was this kid playing a trick on him? An Ruochen covered her mouth and laughed, saying to Feng Ning, who was secretly anxious, "Bao'er is so cute."

Long San, being kind-hearted, came to Long Er's rescue, picked up Bao'er, and patted her little head: "Bao'er, don't be nervous, speak slowly, your second uncle is not in a hurry." Long Er pouted; he wasn't in a hurry, he couldn't afford to be in such a rush.

After being comforted by Long San, Bao'er finally said what she wanted to say next: "Bao'er wants a hat and money to celebrate the New Year."

"Hats full of money?" Long Er's forehead twitched. "What are hats full of money? Does it mean you can carry all that money in a hat?"

Several adults watched the commotion from the sidelines. Bao'er frowned and thought seriously for a moment before answering, "Or maybe it's Xiaoshan Qianqian."

Long Er was dumbfounded: "So much money like Xiao Shan?"

Bao'er looked to Long San for help, and Long San had no choice but to speak on her behalf: "Bao'er meant ingots; she remembers the shape." Bao'er nodded quickly, finally remembering the word "ingot." However, she still had to ask, "Daddy, is a mountain of money better or ingots?"

"So this young child is already thinking about money?" Long Er shouted gruffly, "Bao'er, come here."

Bao'er snuggled into Long San's arms, and Long San patted her head: "Bao'er, don't be afraid. Your second uncle is calling you. Just go."

Bao'er obediently stood over, and Long Er asked, "What's your name?"

Bao'er obediently answered, "Dragon Bao'er."

Long Er nodded: "Since you share the surname Long, then you are a member of the Long family. You call me Second Uncle, so I will not treat you unfairly." He took a small red cloth bag from the servant and handed it to Bao'er: "This is for you from your Second Uncle."

Long San had given prior instructions not to embarrass Feng Ning and her daughter, and that they should be given generous gifts during the New Year. Although Long Er spoke harshly, he still complied.

Bao'er took the small red cloth bag and carefully opened it. Inside was a small box. Bao'er's hand slipped, and the red cloth fell to the ground. She then opened the small box, which contained a sparkling blue sapphire. Bao'er held the sapphire in her hand, and the box fell to the ground again. Her little face wrinkled with disappointment.

The maidservant quickly came over to tidy up the red cloth and box. Long Er nervously watched Bao'er, afraid that she would also carelessly throw away the gemstone, which was a priceless treasure. If it weren't for his third brother's sake, he wouldn't have been willing to give away such a precious thing.

Bao'er didn't lose the gemstone, but she looked up at Long Er with her little face and said pitifully, "Second Uncle, can you give me a gold ingot?"

Long Er's face turned green. This gemstone wasn't even worth a broken gold ingot? Long Da couldn't help but laugh. Long Qingsheng looked it over from left to right and said to Bao'er, "I think this thing is pretty good too, better than a gold ingot." Long Er mentally scolded these two brats a hundred times. They had no taste! What did they even mean by "this thing"?

“Brother…” Bao’er didn’t know how to express how important the gold ingot was to her, and she was very sad. Seeing the little girl’s sadness, Long Qingsheng said to Long Er, “Second Uncle, bring me a gold ingot.”

Long Er pursed his lips, pretending not to hear, and resolutely refused to do such a shameful thing. The gem man didn't like it and instead asked him for gold ingots. Where would he put his face as Master Long Er if word got out?

Feng Ning couldn't bear to watch any longer and beckoned Bao'er back. Bao'er's little face was full of sadness as she threw herself into Feng Ning's arms: "Your Majesty, Bao'er is useless. Bao'er can't get the gold ingots."

Long Da silently took out a gold ingot from his pocket and handed it to An Ruochen. An Ruochen said softly to Bao'er, "Bao'er, your aunt is giving you a gold ingot."

Bao'er shook her head and said softly but firmly, "Bao'er only wants Second Uncle's."

Long Da and Long Er's eyes twitched simultaneously. One was being disliked, and the other was being targeted. Neither of them felt good.

An Ruochen laughed heartily and beckoned the servants to bring over the gifts from his family. Each gift was wrapped in a small brocade box in red cloth. She opened them one by one and took out a translucent green jade Guanyin pendant, asking Bao'er, "Isn't it pretty?"

Bao'er nodded, and An Ruochen smiled gently, hung it around Bao'er's neck, and tied a knot for her: "This was blessed by your aunt at the temple. It brings good fortune. If Bao'er wears it, you will have peace and good health every year."

Bao'er touched the jade pendant and said in her childish voice, "Thank you, Auntie." An Ruochen smiled and kissed Bao'er. Long Qingsheng then commented, "Hmm, this is quite pretty."

Long Er was so angry his face almost twisted. He was filled with regret. What had he done to be so crazy as to give such a valuable gift? In the end, he got nothing but disdain and didn't even get a thank you.

Feng Ning watched his expression and felt incredibly satisfied. The gold ingots weren't important, not at all. The most important thing was to see Long Er's wounded expression—that was priceless! The more Feng Ning thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter. Long San, knowing her mischievous streak was returning, tightened his grip on her hand, signaling her to restrain herself.

Feng Ning couldn't contain herself; she was too happy. The expression on Long Er Ye's face was simply delightful. Long Er Ye, his face dark, coughed a few times as a warning, but no one paid him any attention. Even An Ruochen and Bao'er laughed along.

This was the only New Year's Eve dinner Feng Ning remembered so far, and also the happiest one. However, as the dinner ended that night, her troubles began: why had her room become Long San's room?

"You're my wife, where else would you live if you didn't stay in my room?"

"I want to live where I used to." Before returning to the Long family, with Bao'er as a shield, Long San had been relatively well-behaved, except for a few kisses and touches. But now that they were back at the Long family, Bao'er was immediately taken away by the maids and wet nurses. Would Long San do the same thing to her again? Feng Ning felt extremely ashamed and dared not sleep in the same room with him.

Long San cleared his throat, looking at Feng Ning's expression and wanting to laugh, but he held back and said softly, "You've remarried and are now my proper wife. You even accepted the Long family's bride-to-be gifts before, which you yourself acknowledged. I've pleaded with my elder brothers to get to where I am today. If you don't share a room with me, how can I maintain my standing in the family? Wouldn't my brothers and sisters-in-law laugh at me?"

Feng Ning was speechless, feeling utterly guilty. Bringing Bao'er out now wouldn't be appropriate either, as Bao'er had fallen asleep after playing and was being carried to a side room to rest by a maid. Feng Ning had no choice but to lower her head, suppressing her wildly beating heart.

Long San took her hand and led her into the house: "We are husband and wife, we should live together, you have to get used to it."

Feng Ning stammered, "Then...then..."

Long San didn't give her a chance to hesitate any longer. He lowered his head and sealed her lips with his, silencing her stuttering struggles. The air in the room quickly warmed up. Feng Ning's outer garment was ripped off, and so was Long San's. Their lips and tongues intertwined, their senses almost melting. Feng Ning felt soft and light, enveloped by Long San's breath, as if he were pulling her into a sweet and cloying world.

The two rolled onto the bed. Long San, somewhat impatient, tore open Feng Ning's inner garment and cupped her soft breasts in his large hands. Feng Ning moaned softly, tilting her head back to allow his kisses to land on her breasts. Long San parted the fabric at her shoulders and sucked a red mark.

Just as the two were getting into the swing of things and about to take it a step further, they suddenly heard a child crying. Feng Ning and Long San were both startled. When they came to their senses, one was helpless and the other was flustered.

Long San, looking utterly defeated, was about to speak when Feng Ning, flustered, pushed him away. The baby's cries grew louder, and Bao'er's voice came in: "Your Highness, Your Highness..." A maid's soothing voice could be faintly heard, but Bao'er was crying so hard that her voice couldn't be suppressed.

Feeling guilty, Feng Ning quickly pulled the blanket over her barely clothed body, then...

47. The Long San couple creating a happy life...

She kicked Long San. Long San grunted and didn't move. Feng Ning kicked him again and said, "Bao'er is crying, go and see."

Long San reluctantly got out of bed, put on an outer robe, and opened the door. As soon as Bao'er saw him, she burst into tears in her maid's arms, reaching out for Long San to hold her, calling out, "Your Highness, Your Highness..."

The maidservant looked flustered: "Third Master, Miss Bao woke up and couldn't find Madam, so she started crying. I tried to hold her and comfort her, but she just cried even harder..."

"Alright, alright." Long San interrupted her, picked up Bao'er, and Bao'er hugged Long San's neck, crying even louder, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."