La luna brilla intensamente sobre las montañas desiertas y las flores llenan el cielo

Capítulo 82

At the dinner table, there were four dishes in front of Feng Ning. Long San remained calm and ate more rice than dishes. Feng Zhuojun did not notice this and ate two large bowls with a smile. Near the end, Feng Ning put down his chopsticks and asked, "Father, I have something to ask you."

Author's Note: This part was really tough, I had severe writer's block, but thankfully I've made it through. In the next chapter, Fengfeng really has to leave. Since no one else will give her the truth, she decides to find it herself.

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60. The Long couple under torture...

Feng Zhuojun was taken aback, only then realizing that Feng Ning's mood was off today. He glanced at Long San, who was silently eating, offering no hints or support. Feng Zhuojun was unaware that Long San was actually quite anxious. Feng Zhuojun cleared his throat and replied, "What does Feng Feng want to ask?"

Long San held his breath, expecting Feng Ning to go straight to the point and ask some sharp and difficult question, but instead he heard Feng Ning say, "Father and Mother have such a good relationship, now that you've been separated from Mother for so long, do you miss her?"

Long San choked on a grain of rice and coughed twice. Feng Zhuojun was a little embarrassed: "You child... you're even meddling in your parents' affairs?"

"So you want to?" Feng Ning automatically interpreted Feng Zhuojun's answer. "Since Father misses Mother, why don't we bring her over too? Anyway, we're getting closer and closer to our goal, and Mother must really want to see what the treasure looks like with her own eyes."

"This..." Feng Zhuojun was caught off guard by Feng Ning's words and was momentarily speechless. Long San, however, was secretly on guard. Good, his Feng'er now knew this trick. Pretending to be ignorant was one thing, but she was also deliberately setting a trap, digging a pit for her own father to fall into. "—Just go back and tell her. Your mother doesn't actually care what the treasure is; she just feels sorry for your father. The hatred for his father is unforgettable; she can't face her deceased parents without uncovering the truth. This is what your father has been thinking about all these years."

"Does Mother think so too?"

"Of course."

"So Mother won't come? I miss Mother too."

"Uh, she probably won't come. Aren't we almost found the treasure? Once we find it, we'll be heading back. What would she want to come here for?"

Long San watched helplessly as Feng Zhuojun was forced to lie time and time again by Feng Ning, and sighed inwardly. He rubbed his face, truly worried to death.

"Father, I've never asked you before, how did you and Mother meet?"

Feng Zhuojun's back was covered in sweat, and he had a vague feeling that something was wrong. But seeing that Long San didn't dare to interfere, and that he had been out all day and was too busy to go out again in the middle of the night, he had no choice but to answer the question with a stiff upper lip.

"Your mother and I met in Xia Kingdom. You know about this past."

"I don't know. Dad forgot. I hurt my head and haven't remembered anything for a long time. How could I remember what Dad and Mom used to say to me? I've been missing Mom lately, and I really want to hear about the past."

"Oh, right, I forgot. Your head is still injured. Why don't you rest early? When I have time later, I'll have a good chat with you." Feng Zhuojun finally found an excuse and quickly put it into use.

To everyone's surprise, Feng Ning seemed not to hear her and asked again, "Since you met me in Xia Kingdom, was I born in Xia Kingdom? Have I ever lived in Xia Kingdom?"

"Uh, you were born in Xia Kingdom, but you returned to Xiao Kingdom with us when you were very young."

Hearing this, Long San felt both relieved and relieved. It seemed that when Feng Ning eavesdropped this afternoon, Feng Zhuojun and Qiao Li hadn't discussed anything about Qiao Ling, her biological mother. That made sense. If Qiao Li had something to hide, she wouldn't willingly jump into a trap. She would definitely shift the blame to other things, such as a heavy family feud, the Long family's cunning and scheming, the dangers of the martial world, or perhaps a trap set by someone else coveting the treasure. Anyway, with so many things in the way, who would remember to dig up old grievances and details?

However, this would definitely lead Feng Ning to believe that her parents lacked sincerity in resolving the feud between the two families, and that they didn't take the issues in her fragmented memories seriously, deliberately avoiding and concealing them. This would either indicate that they had something to hide, or that they didn't care about the other party at all. Either way, it would make Feng Ning very angry. And once Feng Ning got angry, things would become complicated.

As expected, Feng Ning continued to ask, "Does Father know why I know the Xia language?"

“Uh…” Feng Zhuojun then remembered that he had wanted to ask Qiao Li about it today, but he talked about other things later and forgot about it.

Feng Ning asked again, "Did Father recall the places I mentioned? It wasn't our home in Huzhou, was it?"

“You haven’t been to many places besides your home in Huzhou. I’ll ask your mother again when I have time.” Feng Zhuojun was sweating profusely from the interrogation.

"What about the time I was choked? Has Dad seriously thought about that?"

Feng Zhuojun felt ashamed. He hadn't discussed this matter with Qiao Li today. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Qiao Li had analyzed many pros and cons and provided him with many clues. They were very careful in their conversation, and they even changed the meeting place halfway through. With all that, he had really forgotten about it.

The atmosphere in the room became tense. Long San knew that any further discussion would lead to an argument. Although he really didn't want to get involved, he had no choice but to speak up. "Feng'er, there are too many things to do. We have to take it one step at a time. Don't rush."

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry at all. It's just that you all think I'm not in a hurry, so you don't take me seriously." Feng Ning was really angry, gritting her teeth as she spat out each word: "Or, if you think I'm not in a hurry, then you can keep away anything from me that you should have told me but didn't want me to know?"

Long San's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up and reached out to pull Feng Ning: "Feng'er, don't be like this, let's talk this out."

Feng Ning shook off his hand, stood up, and took two steps back: "Wasn't I trying to be nice? I kept asking nicely, but I can't be nice anymore. I just want to hear the truth, why is it so hard?" She turned to Feng Zhuojun: "Father, I'm your biological daughter, right? Although I lost my memory before and haven't seen you many times, and we don't feel close, we've been traveling together these past few days, spending every day together. Aren't you very kind and caring towards me? When I was attacked, it was Father who risked his life to save me. I was very moved. I feel I have this..." "Such a good father, I'm not afraid of anything. But today, I'm heartbroken. I've discovered that all the goodness was just an illusion; you all wore masks to me. Father could make me eat more in the morning, putting food on my plate, but then he secretly met with Mother behind my back. And when he came back, he could say things like, 'The journey is long, don't let Mother come, we'll find the treasure and tell her, it's all the same…' Actually, Mother is right here. What grand plan for the treasure you were discussing, so seriously? What about all the trust and sincere communication we've had along the way? Was it all bullshit?"

Feng Ning's voice grew louder and louder as she spoke, and she became increasingly heartbroken, tears welling up in her eyes.

When Feng Zhuojun heard that she knew Qiao Li was nearby, she was startled and secretly glanced at Long San.

"You don't need to look at him. Do you think you can hide it from him? Even your father feels guilty. He knows how much trust and sincerity he's put on these past few days, but deep down he's still full of suspicion and calculation. Your father knows that's not very kind of him, is it?"

Feng Ning's words were unpleasant, making Feng Zhuojun lose face. He shouted, "Feng Feng, what are you saying?"

"Xiao language, can't you understand? Should I switch to Xia language?" Feng Ning's temper flared up at this point, and she was truly reckless, completely disregarding the fact that she was yelling at her own father. "What are you saying? I can stand up straight and say it's my true feelings. Father, can you speak the truth? Can you explain your convoluted and roundabout ways clearly? I just don't understand why you can complicate things that are so clear and simple. Do you think making things so complicated will earn you more money or allow you to eat more? You say there's a grudge, an unsolvable mystery. Fine, if it can't be solved, then let's lay out the clues and solve it together. But even after laying everything out, you still insist on wondering if what's being laid out is genuine or feigned, who benefits more from it, and who benefits from solving the problem..."

"Fengfeng." Feng Zhuojun's face was ashen. How could he not be angry at being scolded by his own daughter like this?

Feng Ning ignored her and continued, "I have amnesia, I'm sick, I don't know what happened to me, I'm scared, I'm worried, I was attacked but I don't know why, I gave birth to a daughter whose father is unknown, I don't know if I was bullied back then, I told Father what I thought about, I wanted someone to help me, to help me find the answers, but none of this could overcome the so-called family feud in Father and Mother's hearts, nor could it overcome that damned treasure. Mother came secretly, Father met with her secretly, that's okay, you have your little secrets, I understand, but after you met, you started to suspect each other, started to scheme, why in your hearts are others all harboring bad intentions and plotting against you? So, are you good people for scheming and plotting? You'd rather spend time scheming about these things than discuss my situation, Father, if you were me, how would you feel?"

Feng Zhuojun was speechless. Qiao Li and he had indeed talked more about intrigue and scheming, and they hadn't really discussed their daughter's affairs much. He felt guilty at times, but being accused and roared at by his daughter to his face, he was left only with feelings of shame and anger.

Long San felt a pang of heartache. He went over and tried to hug Feng Ning to comfort her, but she pushed him away.

"You're the same, just like Father, you also have things you're hiding from me." Feng Ning confronted Long San, but her shouts were no longer effective. Her outburst at Feng Zhuojun had truly exhausted her. She took two steps back and slumped into a chair. All three remained silent. Feng Ning sat there blankly, growing increasingly heartbroken. She covered her face and suddenly burst into tears. Long San was shocked. He knew Feng Ning was usually incredibly strong and optimistic. Even when she first lost her memory and faced doubt and ostracism in the Long household, she had never cried like this. Today, it seemed the conversation had truly touched a raw nerve.

He quickly strode over and pulled her into his arms: "Feng'er, Feng'er, we were wrong, don't be sad, I apologize, don't cry..."

Nestled in Long San's arms, Feng Ning burst into tears: "You see me always so happy, so you think I'm not afraid, that I don't care? If I could, I really wish you could experience that feeling of not remembering anything, not knowing anything, being hated by everyone around you, being bullied, being unable to go home, being assassinated, and not knowing why any of this happened, not knowing where the truth is, not knowing what will happen next, not knowing if something unimaginable will happen, so you can all experience this feeling..."

Long San held her tightly, heartbroken, wishing he could stab himself twice.

Feng Zhuojun softened at this point, walked over but didn't know what to say, and could only stammer, "Father was wrong, Father didn't mean to hide it from you, Father didn't expect... Alas, it's not that Father didn't care about you, Father was negligent..."

Feng Ning rubbed her eyes and said loudly, "One of you is my father, and the other is my husband. If neither of you helps me, who can I rely on? You both keep secrets from me and deceive me. Who can I trust?"

Her extremely aggrieved appearance made Long San unable to hold back any longer. In a moment of impulse, he hugged her and said, "I was wrong. I was too selfish. It was my fault. It's all my fault. I won't hide it from you anymore. I won't lie to you anymore. Don't be sad. I'll tell you everything. Your father is here too. I'll tell you everything."

Feng Ning was a little dumbfounded. Why did he sound like the matter was very serious? Could it be that he was deceiving her, and that it was even worse than she imagined?

Feng Ning sat up straight and glared at him fiercely: "Then tell me, what exactly have you been hiding from me?"

As Long San was being interrogated, her mind suddenly cleared up a bit. How should she explain these things? She was furious, and this was not a good time to confess. If there was still a sliver of hope to resolve the matter, speaking out now would probably result in immediate execution. But if she didn't speak up now, and did so later, she would still face certain death.

After a long struggle, Long Tian finally managed to say with difficulty, under Feng Ning's tearful stare, "I... I did some things in the past that would make you very angry now. I was afraid that you wouldn't forgive me if you found out, so I kept it from you."

"What is it?" Feng Ning's tone was icy and extremely forceful.

Long San was now even more hesitant to speak. He stammered for a long time, "I...I lied to you...Actually...I know..." He looked into Feng Ning's eyes, which were as innocent as a deer's and as clean as a gemstone. She was smart and mischievous, strong and kind. She was so wonderful. He was afraid he would never meet a better girl than her again. He didn't want to lose her. He couldn't lose her. What should he do?

Author's Note: Ugh, the runaway scene hasn't even started yet! It's driving me crazy. These dialogues are so frustrating. After thinking it over and over, I finally finished writing it. I'll leave the story of Feng's rebellion and running away from home in a separate chapter.

61. The Long couple went their separate ways.

"What exactly happened?"

Long San opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything more. Feng Ning panicked when she saw him like this, and asked again. Long San's hand holding her trembled slightly, and his voice choked: "I...I know...I hurt..." He really couldn't say anything more; he was still struggling in his death throes.

Feng Ning trembled with fear. She considered the worst-case scenario, and her voice shook as she asked, "Could it be that you actually married someone else?"

"Of course not." Why would she think that?

"So, so...you had a child outside of marriage?"

"How is that possible?"

What, then, was the most serious? Feng Ning and Long San exchanged glances, both filled with fear. Long San couldn't speak, while Feng Ning thought and thought, finally realizing something terrifying. Her voice trembling, she asked, "Was it you who choked me? Did I do something bad before I lost my memory, so you tried to hurt me? After I lost my memory, you pretended to be kind to me, trying to extract secrets. Later, you fell in love with me, but deliberately concealed the fact that you hurt me?"

Long San was dumbfounded. Was this the worst thing she could think of? If she thought the old stories she imagined were utterly terrible, then his story, which happened after she lost her memory, must be just as he expected—unforgivable!

It's better to settle old scores than new ones. Long San opened his mouth, hesitating whether to take the opportunity Feng Ning offered. However, Feng Ning took his reaction seriously and pushed Long San away forcefully: "Why do you want to kill me?"

Kill her? The word shocked Long San. His instinctive reaction was to deny it, and he hurriedly said, "No, I didn't. Why would I want to kill you?"

Feng Ning was agitated at this moment, clinging to her suspicions: "Is it because I cheated on you? You knew back then, didn't you? I just don't understand how you could accept it. When I first lost my memory, I was still foolishly trying to cultivate our relationship, to be a normal couple, and to live a good life together. Back then, I was completely focused on relying on you, but I never expected it to turn out like this. You clearly knew what I did, yet you pretended to laugh at me, didn't you?"

"Of course not. Although I suspect it, I've never been certain. Otherwise, I wouldn't have..."

"If you have suspicions, it means you know about this. You can pretend to be nonchalant and try to build a relationship with me. Don't you find that disgusting?"

"Feng'er..." Long San groaned inwardly. It was indeed not a good time to say anything now. Any small matter would be magnified, let alone such a big matter that she had been thinking about for a long time and was still bothered by.