Song Xingzhi vivió durante el reinado del emperador Huizong

Capítulo 56

Ru Feng felt uncomfortable under her gaze and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Wu Yan suddenly shouted, "Why did you fall in love with a man? There are so many beautiful women in the world, why did you have to fall in love with a man?"

Wu Yan looked a little agitated, but Ru Feng was even more excited. She jumped up from the stool and shouted, "Who said I've fallen for a man? I didn't know that!"

Seeing that Ru Feng's expression was genuine, Wu Yan put aside any other thoughts and hurriedly said, "Today I heard that you were in the same room with Young Master Wuyou at Luomei Courtyard last night, and... and you even had an ambiguous relationship." As she spoke, her fair face turned slightly red.

Ru Feng stared wide-eyed, saying incredulously, "But nothing happened between us, and how could you possibly know about this, and so quickly!"

“But some people say that when they saw Young Master Wuyou come out, his clothes were torn and there were red marks on his body.” Wu Yan quickly added, as long as Ru Feng didn’t like men, she would be much more at ease.

Ru Feng slowly took a deep breath, sat down, thought for a moment, and then clapped his hands and said, "So that's how it is. It was that scoundrel Bai Shaojun who framed me. No wonder everyone looked at me so strangely when I returned to the city today!" Ru Feng was furious. He hadn't expected that the rumors about homosexuality in Xiangzhou City had just begun to die down, but today they were already circulating in Yuezhou City, and even more intensely.

Ru Feng suddenly said, "Xiao Yan'er, I have to go back. My grandfather might be preparing to torture me at home. I need to hurry back and explain."

"Then you should go back quickly. I believe you, as long as you don't like men," Wu Yan said hurriedly, her icy demeanor vanishing without a trace.

Ru Feng suddenly stared straight at Wu Yan, remaining silent for a long time. Wu Yan couldn't help but lower her head under Ru Feng's direct gaze, but she couldn't hide the blush on her face.

Unexpectedly, Ru Feng said seriously, "Xiao Yan'er, I will never marry any woman in my life, regardless of her status or wealth." His tone was firm and his expression resolute.

Wu Yan quickly realized what was happening, her face turning deathly pale, her lips trembling slightly. She was incredibly intelligent and naturally understood what Ru Feng meant.

Ru Feng couldn't bear it, but felt that cutting the Gordian knot was the best course of action: "Xiao Yan'er, think it over carefully, you will always be my sister."

Before she could react, he jumped out of the window and sped toward the Yuchi residence.

Wu Yan rushed to the window, watching Ru Feng's figure gradually shrink. So, so he had always understood her feelings! Sister... Sister... I don't want to just be your sister. In an instant, Wu Yan burst into tears.

While Wu Yan was heartbroken and shedding tears, Murong Yinghe in the governor's mansion couldn't help but smile smugly.

She paced around the room, laughing, "Cousin, your plan is brilliant! Now let's see which woman in Yuezhou City would be willing to marry Rufeng. Rufeng is mine, and no other woman can even dream of him! It seems we need to find an opportunity to go to the Yuchi residence. If General Yuchi agrees, will Rufeng still refuse?"

The pink-clad maidservant beside her smiled, but still reminded her, "Miss is wise. However, I heard that Young Master Rufeng went into Wuyan's room just now. Could it be that he...?"

Murong Yinghe snorted coldly: "Hmph, that Wu Yan is just a prostitute, of low status. The Yuchi family is a prestigious family, how could they possibly tolerate a courtesan? I suppose Ru Feng is just pitying her. Besides, with me around, why would Ru Feng still go looking for her?"

The maidservant quickly chimed in, "That's right, with Miss's beauty, Young Master Rufeng will definitely fall for her."

“Of course, the most urgent task is to deal with Ru Feng’s junior sister. They grew up together, and I’m afraid Ru Feng has feelings for her.” Murong Yinghe pondered, and the two of them huddled together to discuss their plan.

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Ru Feng traveled swiftly and soon returned to the Yuchi residence. Standing at the tightly closed gate, Ru Feng had an ominous premonition.

Ru Feng thought for a moment, then turned around the wall and was about to leap onto the top when a voice stopped her.

"Senior brother, your grandfather told you not to climb the wall, please use the main gate."

As soon as Ru Feng saw it was Han Shan, he quickly asked with a smile, "Han Shan, has my grandfather heard those rumors?"

Han Shan looked pained as he gazed at Ru Feng and said, "Senior brother, you'd better watch yourself. Alas, I had no choice in the matter." After saying this, he flew up onto the wall and left, leaving behind the words, "Senior brother, I advise you to go through the main gate, otherwise the old man will be even angrier."

Upon hearing this, Ru Feng sighed. "Why was Grandpa so impulsive? He didn't even listen to other people's explanations. But to be honest, I do like men." When she thought of men, the faces of Yu Jue, Yu Xuan, Yun Tianze, and Rong Yiying flashed through Ru Feng's mind, finally settling on Mu Wenchen's perfect handsome face.

Ru Feng was startled. She clutched her chest, shook her head, and decided to stop thinking about it. It wasn't even spring yet, so why was she thinking about men? She should get through this first.

Thinking of this, Ru Feng carefully walked to the front door and gently pressed his ear against it. It seemed quiet inside; there were people, but not many.

Ru Feng's furtive behavior naturally attracted the attention of people on the street. Everyone had heard the rumors today, so some people even came here specifically to watch the show, disregarding the cold weather. It seems that the power of gossip is boundless and immense.

Ru Feng gently pushed the door open; it wasn't closed, so Ru Feng opened it very easily.

Ru Feng peeked around, but the mansion was unbelievably quiet. Usually when he returned, there would be many people talking to him, but now it was so deserted. Looking around, there was no one in the courtyard, not even Uncle Fu who guarded the gate.

Something's strange! Ru Feng is certain.

When soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it. Ru Feng straightened his clothes, waved his folding fan, and swaggered into the door, but secretly he was on guard.

As soon as Ru Feng entered the door, a strange gust of wind attacked him from above. Ru Feng quickly squatted down, raised his folding fan, poured in his inner strength, blocked the attack, and then spun around and flew into the courtyard.

Ru Feng then took a closer look and realized it was the butler. He was dressed in a black outfit, holding a long sword, and staring intently at Ru Feng. Gone was his kind and gentle demeanor; the butler's face was cold and stern, exuding the aura of a master.

Ru Feng quickly forced a smile and said with a dry laugh, "Uncle Butler, let's talk this out. Why resort to violence? It's so unpleasant!"

The butler's face was cold, and his voice was colder than ever before: "Young Master, I dare not disobey the Master's orders. Please let me off the hook first."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud bang rang out, and the door slammed shut, blocking anyone outside from peeping in.

"What about my weapon?" Ru Feng asked tentatively. His fan had been half-damaged by Ru Feng's sudden attack.

The steward ignored them and didn't say anything more, but he surrounded them like a whirlwind. In her haste, Ru Feng raised her fan and fought with him. The figures in the arena suddenly separated and joined together. The steward held a silver sword, the sword light flashing, like a silver snake that suddenly swallowed and closed. Ru Feng's fan was no longer usable, so she could only rely on her two bare hands. The wind from her palms was howling, but for a time, she actually fought the steward to a standstill.

Ru Feng dared not be careless. Twenty years ago, the steward was a famous swordsman in the martial arts world. His martial arts were grand and brilliant, and his swordsmanship was meticulous and all-pervasive. Before the opponent knew it, he would be drawn into his swordsmanship.

Ru Feng had little combat experience; her martial arts skills were only superior to the steward's. However, the steward was experienced in combat and his internal strength might even be stronger than Ru Feng's. Therefore, Ru Feng dared not be careless at all. She had no weapon, so she could only concentrate on fighting him.

Ru Feng's martial arts were more yin and soft, supple and enduring, like a needle tip, piercing straight into the steward's attack... The two of them moved up and down, and a huge courtyard was enveloped by their aura. In the shadows, many eyes were watching.

The two fought fiercely. At first, Ru Feng was a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down and, with his light and graceful lightness skills, successfully dodged the butler's attacks. He even found an opportunity to try and hit the butler with one blow.

With a "snap," the people who were entangled together were separated. Ru Feng and the butler stood facing each other. Ru Feng smiled and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you for your kind offer."

The steward took two steps back, his face pale, and said, "Young Master is indeed taught by a renowned master. This old servant is impressed."

Just as someone in the shadows breathed a sigh of relief, a familiar, aged voice called out, "Fu Qiang Formation!"

The three words were sharp and forceful, turning the faces of everyone present pale.