"Amazing! Feng!!" She couldn't help but cheer happily. There are countless masters in the world, but she didn't know if there was another with such a graceful and agile figure as Feng. "Mu Yuan! Mu Yuan! Feng is so amazing, so beautiful!"
"Uh... okay, okay." Mu Yuan felt dizzy from being bounced around by her arm—it was just a platform for snatching lanterns, even she could easily do that herself, right? Was she really that excited? Don't act like a naive, unsophisticated young wife! It really didn't sound right... If he could go up, he could do even better than Feng, guaranteeing all the young women would marry him, the young wives would go home and divorce their husbands, and the middle-aged women would collectively run away from home. (That's just showing off, completely different concepts.)
As Feng reached the highest point, Ning Xian's voice was completely drowned out by the screams of the women. The moment Feng's hand grasped the lantern, a deafening roar erupted from all around...
Feng froze as she bent down to retrieve the lamp, nearly collapsing from a mental blank. Fortunately, she regained consciousness in time, realizing she was somewhat wary of such a piercing scream. The robbers still climbing the scaffold gave up dejectedly, two of them even realizing with a gloomy expression that their sweethearts were screaming at the man in red high above, completely ignoring their lovers…
As soon as Feng Fang landed on the low platform, a group of women rushed up to her.
"Young master! May I ask your surname?"
"Where are you from, young master?"
"Is the young master married?"
"Marriage is fine, young master, do you have any plans to take a concubine?"
"Young Master—"
"Young master..."
Feng's head was buzzing from the noise, and even Ning Xian was dumbfounded. Only Mu Yuan seemed to have anticipated the situation and simply circled around Ning Xian, protecting him while secretly laughing.
"Get out of the way!!"
Feng finally ran out of patience and let out a cold shout, instantly silencing the surroundings.
"Young Master..." Some people still tried to change lanes in a low voice, but he only coldly said to the crowd blocking his way: "Make way!"
Intimidated by his cold and sharp aura, a path was quietly parted, and Feng strode through, jumping off the platform. As he walked, the crowd automatically parted until the white-clad man, leisurely smiling, was revealed, embracing the girl.
Feng glared coldly at Mu Yuan, but he forgot that Mu Yuan couldn't see at all. So he reached out and slapped away Mu Yuan's hand that was wrapped around Ning Xian. He slapped one away, but the other one was still sticking to her waist like a piece of chewing gum, deliberately making things difficult for him.
Feng hesitated, not wanting to argue with him at this moment, and reached out to pick up the lantern. "Here you go."
"For me? Thank you so much—" Mu Yuan reached out a hand to take it, but Feng kicked it away, and she hurriedly dodged. The lantern was then handed to Ning Xian—
The surrounding breaths caught in their throats—give it to her?
For this woman who is currently in another man's arms?
"No!!"
"You can't give it to her—"
A cacophony of protests erupted from all around, sharp and shrill. The veins on Feng's forehead throbbed again—didn't this damned devil say that giving lanterns to women would bring everyone's blessings? How come he's the one being protested by thousands?
However, Ning Xian was clearly immersed in the atmosphere of the moment, completely ignoring the sharp objections and protests around them, and pointed blankly at himself, "Give it to me?"
"Yes." — Anyway, it's not for Huahua.
Amidst such intense public scrutiny, Feng arrived so directly, presenting her with what everyone else dreamed of. How could she not be thrilled? However, Ning Xian was clearly still caught up in the excitement, not forgetting Mu Yuan's earlier words—accepting the lantern meant agreeing to marry him—so she feigned a shyness and pretended to be hesitant: "But I haven't received the divorce papers yet..."
"Aaaaaahh ...
That's so unchaste! So filthy and shameful!
"Young master, you can't!"
"Young master! My name is Yunying, and I am still unmarried—"
"This young lady has a large dowry!!"
"Young Master—"
"Young master..."
"—Shut up!!" A shrewish voice drowned out all other sounds—Duanxian'er finally exploded—"All of you shut the hell up!! This lady is out with her lover, what are you all yelling about, like chickens and mice!? If you need a man, go to a brothel and throw your money away!!"
Silence fell again, everyone completely stunned by the perfect shrewish nature of this seemingly gentle woman…
Ning Xian reached out and snatched the lantern, grabbing Feng's collar and pulling her down, their lips and tongues locked in a fierce kiss—a cup of tea passed, then two cups…
After a collective gasp, everyone around was stunned and forgot to breathe. Finally, the young women and wives, their faces flushed red, stole glances, wanting to see but too shy to actually look.
The lantern had fallen to the ground at some point. Ning Xian simply put his arms around Feng's neck, and he cooperated by holding Ning Xian's waist with one hand and supporting the back of her head with the other.
Feeling unbalanced in the darkness, Mu Yuan squatted down to wait. She picked up a lantern from the ground and held it for them, dangling it on her finger. She squatted in front of the two, patiently calculating the time to see when they would finish kissing.
Youth...sigh...
At a distant street corner, a figure in a pale blue, almost white robe stood leisurely, watching them from afar, smiling slightly, shaking his head gently, and turning away.
Chapter Sixty-Six: People Fear Fame
This outburst was, at most, just an outburst, not a broken string. So after playing to his heart's content until late at night, Ning Xian returned to the physician's office and fell asleep immediately. When he woke up the next day and walked out of his room, he saw that the courtyard had been cleaned up at some point, and the medicinal herbs that needed to be dried were neatly laid out.
She rubbed her eyes. Wow, did Buddha hear her lament?
"Stop rubbing, Ah Huang has finished cleaning for you. You overslept, hurry up and get to work." Mr. Dongli walked past her with a faint smile, carrying medicinal herbs. Ning Xian hurriedly asked, "Where are Ah Huang and Hua Hua?"
"Ah Huang went to the village entrance to fetch water, and Hua Hua is helping the doctor replenish the medicine cabinet."
"Huh? But Huahua can't see..."
Mr. Dongli smiled faintly, "He may be blind, but his nose is quite useful."