Un corazón puro en una vasija de jade

Capítulo 110

Yongye smiled bitterly. He finally knew she was Xinghun? Was he afraid she'd stab him again while he slept? She drank a spoonful of soup, ate a piece of meat, and all her throwing knives and hidden weapons were taken away. She didn't even dare attack Li Yannian with a single wire, let alone Feng Yangxi. Was she really going to die here? She'd just escaped one disaster, and now she was back in Feng Yangxi's hands. She was filled with regret, regretting not stabbing Feng Yangxi again in Chen Kingdom and killing him.

“Li Yannian could come back at any time. You’re too weak to beat him, so how can I sleep? Eat something and leave here quickly.”

Yongye was stunned. He didn't know she knew kung fu? He still didn't know she was Xinghun? She lowered her head and continued drinking her soup, her heart pounding wildly.

Her hand was suddenly grasped, and Feng Yangxi sighed as he held her cold hand: "Look, your hand is still trembling. I'll feed you." He picked up the bowl and actually fed her.

Yongye forced a smile and said, "I'm a little weak, but I can drink the soup." Half of it was from lack of strength, and half from being scared by you, Yongye cursed inwardly. A spoonful of soup was already at Yongye's lips, and she swallowed it helplessly. "How did you know that Little Pockmarked Boy was me?"

Feng Yangxi smiled and said, "There are very few disguises that I can't see through."

"You knew back then?"

"It was my fault. I wanted to rely on you to find Youli Valley's secret stronghold in Anguo, but I didn't expect it to cause you suffering." Feng Yangxi looked at her sincerely.

"What if I don't pester you and want to follow you? What will you do if I take your money and leave?"

Feng Yangxi smiled and said, "Just knock them out and send them back."

Yongye was furious, his face hardening: "Have you found the outpost of Wandering Valley?"

Feng Yangxi sighed, "We've been tricked."

Yongye's face instantly turned extremely ugly. If it weren't for the fact that she had used her influence to harm Feng Yangxi first, she would have jumped up and pointed at his nose, cursing him as a pig. "What if I die? Don't you think about the consequences?!"

"You won't die, you're still useful, he can't bear to kill you!"

"He's ruined me!" Yongye threw the spoon into the basin.

Without hesitation, Feng Yangxi replied, "I'll take care of you!"

What does "永夜一呆" mean?

Feng Yangxi seemed extremely embarrassed by her answer and quickly changed the subject, "Who is that woman next door? Li Yannian's wife?"

Lan Cui was exhausted from yelling and crying; only faint sobs could be heard from next door. Yong Ye regretted it for the second time today; she should have killed her to prevent her from revealing that she was Xing Hun.

“Li Yannian’s wife, my former maid. She opened the door and I knocked her unconscious with a stool.” Yongye lied smoothly. If Feng Yangxi were to push that door open, she would kill him behind his back with a wire, then step back and grab a kitchen knife.

A person who is unarmed and has been starving for six days could not possibly break free of their shackles. Feng Yangxi only needed to glance at the shackles embedded in the stone wall to know that she was lying.

Feng Yangxi didn't ask any more questions, nor did he open the door to look. He focused on feeding her a bowl of soup.

"Let's go." Feng Yangxi handed her the sword: "Hold this for me." He bent down and picked her up, his gaze sweeping over her collar without saying a word.

Yongye looked up and met Feng Yangxi's smile: "Don't worry, even if I don't sleep for six days, Li Yannian is no match for me."

Clutching her sword, she hesitated, wondering whether she should kill Feng Yangxi to avoid living in constant fear whenever she saw him. Hearing Feng Yangxi's words, she immediately abandoned the idea. Li Yannian was no match for him, and she hadn't recovered her strength yet. To act now would be like offering herself up for slaughter.

The sunlight outside was abundant. Yongye squinted, her face pressed against Feng Yangxi's chest, hearing his strong heartbeat. She sighed; it seemed he had come to save her after all, and it would be truly inappropriate to harm him now. Not killing him wouldn't do any harm; with him around, she really didn't need to worry about Li Yannian. Yongye closed her eyes, relaxed, and drifted off to sleep.

Feng Yangxi strode out of the valley, glancing down at Yongye a few times. She was sleeping like a kitten. A strange expression appeared in his eyes, and a smile slowly appeared.

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Waking up, the scene before him seemed like a dream, and Yongye blurted out, "Moon Soul!"

A figure in black entered through the doorway. Feng Yangxi leaned against the door with a half-smile: "The Marquis and that boy from Youli Valley seem to have a deep bond."

"I had a dream that Prince You slapped him to death. After all, he stayed with me for half a year when I went to the valley for medical treatment, so I couldn't bear it." Yongye lied without blinking.

She sat on the bamboo bed, her hair disheveled, her innocent eyes wide open. Her clothes were in disarray, revealing a slender, jade-like neck, as if she were still truly immersed in a dream.

"I heard from Prince You that he has been released." Feng Yangxi said calmly, then turned and left. "Wash your face and come eat."

For some reason, Yongye felt guilty whenever she saw Feng Yangxi. After he left, she angrily punched the bamboo bed. If her martial arts were strong enough, would she be afraid of him? She snorted.

As her face was submerged in the stream, she thought again of the night she left Yuepo, and her heart ached. She lifted her head and shook the water off her face. Knowing that the internal strife in Anguo was over and Yuepo no longer needed to worry about her, and that Qiangwei was still in his hometown in Qi, Yuepo should have gone back to Qi, right? She wondered if he had opened that Ping'an Medical Clinic in Qi.

She hastily wiped her face, stood up, and suddenly froze. Her reflection in the water looked like a man? Lan Cui had changed her clothes; the collar of her undergarment was no longer the kind that had been tailor-made to cover her throat. The corset was gone, and the exposed neck clearly belonged to a woman. Damn it! Remembering Feng Yangxi's reply, "I'll take care of you," Yongye angrily tied her hair up and strode back towards the kitchen.

"What do you mean?"

Feng Yangxi thoroughly enjoyed the fish soup he had made. The broth was milky white, with the fish meat almost completely dissolved into it, and a few sprigs of green cilantro floating on top. The seasonings here were plentiful, making him suspect that the person who used to live in the bamboo house was a skilled cook.

Hearing Yongye's angry question, Feng Yangxi swallowed a big mouthful of soup and slowly asked back, "What do you want to ask me?"

What should I ask? Should I ask him why he knew I was a woman but didn't reveal it? Yongye opened her mouth, but changed her mind: "This smells so good, and you drank it before I arrived. What do you mean by that?" As she spoke, she scooped up some soup, blew on it, and took a sip.

"It's strange, but when I entered the kitchen, it was spotless. However, the owner left a note on the table that said he would never cook again in his life." Feng Yangxi shook his head and took out a piece of paper to read.

The fish soup suddenly tasted different, and it got stuck in Yongye's throat. She tried to swallow it down, pretending to be fine and guessing, "Maybe Master got a fish bone stuck in his throat while making the fish soup, and he's suffering from it."

"Don't worry, I've removed all the thorns," Feng Yangxi kindly reminded Yongye, who seemed distressed as he took a sip and put down his bowl.

Yongye calmly finished his fish soup in large gulps, then looked around and asked, "Did you find this bamboo house when you were looking for me?"

"Yes, it's very clean. I didn't touch the master's things. We'll leave the valley after we finish eating, and we'll leave some silver for the master when we go."

Yongye glanced at the withered wildflowers stuck in the bamboo tube, and the scene of living here with Yuepo for ten days seemed like it had happened just yesterday. That warmth flowed through her heart like a gentle current, making her linger.

"I have to leave eventually," Yongye sighed inwardly, and asked softly, "Where to?"

"Of course we're going back to Kyoto. Are we going to stay here and fight Li Yannian?"

Yongye frowned: "How far is it from here to Li Yannian's wooden house?"

"What, you want to teach him a lesson before going back?"