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54. The Long couple, caught in the middle of the situation...
Long San didn't look back at Feng Zhuojun. He knew he had lied, and he himself had a lie. Because of this lie, even with a thousand suspicions in his heart, he dared not speak them aloud. Long San understood that this would not help to find out the truth, but he had no choice; he was afraid; he dared not.
Although he was confident that Feng'er's heart belonged to him, given her free-spirited and unrestrained nature, if she knew the truth, she might really abandon him to pursue the past. And what would happen if she found out about her past? He didn't have the courage to even try.
But her identity brought with it constant danger. The more he hid this fact, the more difficult it became to unravel the mystery. Without unraveling the mystery, Feng'er's danger could not be eliminated.
Long San returned to the room with a heavy heart. He gently pushed open the door and saw Feng Ning hugging the quilt, frowning, sometimes squeezing her eyes, sometimes wrinkling her nose, and sometimes pouting. She was so badly injured that she could still play by herself. She was probably the only one who could do that.
Hearing the noise at the door, Feng Ning turned around happily and called out, "Father..." But when she saw it was Long San, she couldn't help but feel disappointed: "It's you?"
Long San coughed, put on a very unhappy face, walked over and pinched her cheek: "Why can't it be me?"
“Aren’t you busy? This is too strange. You should discuss it with Zhong Sheng and the others. You don’t need to come back so soon.” Feng Ning was incredibly considerate at this moment: “I’m fine. It’s good for me to stay by myself.”
"No need to discuss it anymore, you're not allowed to eat anything." Long San immediately saw through her little scheme.
Feng Ning's face fell, and she said pitifully, "I'm hungry." Then, after thinking for a moment, she emphasized, "I'm really hungry."
Long San sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his arms: "Just bear with it, you can eat after you drink the medicine and clear the poison."
"I hate being hungry the most, it makes me feel awful." - Pai Pai
"I know, I know, be good. It's only for two days. Once it's over, I'll definitely take you to eat something delicious, whatever you want to eat, okay?"
"What do you mean just two days? Two days is six meals, plus afternoon snacks and midnight snacks, that's ten meals. I get anxious if I miss one meal, but missing ten meals would kill me."
"Nonsense." Long San took off his shoes, squeezed onto the bed, and hugged Feng Ning tightly: "Come on, let me hold you. A hug will make you feel less hungry."
"You're lying. I'm still hungry." Feng Ning was very blunt.
"Then give me a kiss." Long San pecked her cheek and little mouth, and said, "A kiss will make you less hungry."
"You big liar." Feng Ning now knew there was really no hope of getting food, and she was extremely sad: "You big liar, you said you would never let me go hungry."
"This situation is special."
"That also made me go hungry." Feng Ning became more and more upset as she spoke.
"I'm sorry." Long San's apology came from the bottom of his heart, but it wasn't to make her go hungry. Feng Ning knew he was determined not to let her eat, so she could only sniffle and snuggle against him: "Then let me take a bite. I won't eat it, but at least let me have a taste, okay?"
Long San lowered his head and kissed her lips, but Feng Ning turned her face away and protested: "No, no, you can't take advantage of me. You have to let me bite you a few times, that doesn't count."
Long San sighed, indulging her willfulness and capriciousness. He pecked her lips again, then rolled up his sleeves and held his arm to her mouth. Feng Ning took a bite, but wasn't satisfied. She changed the position and took another bite, but still no luck. She pulled his hand over and bit it again, finally complaining, "The flesh is too hard."
Long San squinted at her with an ambiguous look, and whispered in her ear, "Now I'm afraid there's no soft spot left."
Feng Ning was stunned and didn't react at first. Then, after looking at Long San's expression, she finally understood. Her face flushed red as she scolded, "Pah, pah, pah, you're bullying me again. I'm already half dead and you're still bullying me."
"I'm telling the truth." Long San grinned mischievously, feeling much better seeing her joking around with him. He lowered his head to kiss her again, and Feng Ning, shrinking her neck beneath his lips, mumbled, "I... I'm injured, I bled a lot, and my whole body aches..."
Long San chuckled and nudged her nose with his own: "What nonsense are you thinking? You're already like this, what else can I do? Am I such a beastly person?"
Feng Ning opened her mouth and bit his chin: "You're worse than an animal. Even lions will bring food home to feed their cubs. But you won't let me eat and will make me hungry. I'm very petty. I'll hold a grudge against you for the rest of my life."
"Well, don't forget, it's for a lifetime." Long San carefully hugged her, avoiding her injuries. Feng Ning nestled against his neck, still feeling resentful, and bit his neck: "I don't believe your neck is tough." She bit and bit with all her might, finally managing to scratch Long San's neck.
The next day, Long San stayed inside and wouldn't come out. Zhong Sheng and the others needed to discuss something with him, so they called out to him several times. Long San responded, but it took him a long time to finally emerge. He looked serious, unusually stern. Zhong Sheng was puzzled, and when he noticed the others also becoming serious, he became even more confused. It wasn't until they entered the small side room used for meetings that he noticed Long San's unusual behavior. This startled him, and he pointed at Long San's neck, shouting, "Big brother, your neck..."
Long San gave him a sharp look and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"You didn't know?" Zhong Sheng's eyes widened. He was about to kindly tell him when someone kicked him, silencing him. Zhong Sheng choked and coughed several times before finally realizing what was happening. But he had already pointed at someone's neck, and it seemed inappropriate not to say anything. So he stammered, "Oh, such a big... mosquito..."
"Pfft..." Someone nearby finally couldn't help but burst out laughing. Long San picked up the teapot and cups from the table, pretending to be calm as he poured himself a glass of water. Zhong Sheng glared at the person who was snickering for his older brother, then tried to salvage the situation: "Actually, well, I didn't see anything."
Shi Yulang sighed from the side, "Brother Zhong, you really know how to chat."
Zhong Sheng scratched his head, speechless. Long San finished his water and sat down. A fair-skinned young man beside him said, "Third Master, I've done what you said yesterday. I've also found a woman with a similar figure to Madam. What's next?"
Long San remained silent for a while, seemingly hesitant, but finally made up his mind. He explained the details in this way and that way, and after everyone discussed the specifics, they called it a day.
Feng Ning and Feng Zhuojun had no idea what Long San and the others were doing. Feng Ning was secretly delighted; Long San's reluctant reluctance to leave the house amused her for quite some time. Feng Zhuojun, on the other hand, spent the entire night sleepless, worrying about Feng Ning's hunger, the poisonous Heart-Suffocating Grass of Xia Kingdom, and the assassins who wanted to take Feng Ning's life, keeping his mind in turmoil.
Xia Kingdom, a place filled with his beautiful and sad memories.
He couldn't stay indoors any longer, so he went to visit Feng Ning. Feng Ning was overjoyed to see her father: "Father, did you bring any food today?"
Feng Zhuojun was taken aback. He looked at his empty hands, then met Feng Ning's round, dark eyes full of expectation, and felt a pang of guilt. "Uh, the doctor said..." He had barely begun to speak when Feng Ning's expression immediately turned pitiful and disappointed. Feng Zhuojun felt a pang of heartache and quickly said, "Feng Feng, be good. Just bear with it a little longer, you can eat tomorrow."
Feng Ning pouted, feeling extremely aggrieved: "Father, you miscalculated. It won't be tomorrow. I specifically asked yesterday, and it turns out that yesterday to today is one day, and today to tomorrow is two days. We won't have food until the day after tomorrow." She counted on her fingers how many meals she was owed, and she was so heartbroken.
“Father, I went to see King Yama with sword wounds and poison wounds, but I starved to death. It’s so shameful. And then King Yama asked, ‘I’m your daughter,’ which also made you lose face.” Feng Ning blinked, but she was actually in better spirits than yesterday.
Feng Zhuojun was both amused and exasperated. When did his daughter become so sharp-tongued and unreasonable? He quickly changed the subject: "Have you seen those assassins from yesterday before? Do you remember their martial arts style?"
"No." Feng Ning shook her head, then added after thinking for a moment, "I haven't seen her since I got the amnesia, and I don't know her before I got the illness." She was quite used to her amnesia, and she no longer had any lingering feelings about it. On the other hand, Feng Zhuojun felt increasingly guilty towards her. Forgetting everything from the past and staying in a place full of people who hated her must have been quite difficult for him.
“Fengfeng, you have suffered. It is your father’s fault. If your father were more capable, you would not have to suffer all this.”
"Father, are you saying you didn't get any food and I'm starving? Then Father, please help your daughter." Feng Ning joked, her little face turning pitiful again, which amused Feng Zhuojun. He stroked Feng Ning's head: "Your illness has even changed your personality. If you weren't my only daughter, I would have thought you were a completely different person."
Before he could finish speaking, several heavy coughs came from the doorway. Turning around, he saw Long San carrying a bowl of medicine. Feng Ning immediately declared her innocence: "Long San, I didn't steal anything, not even a little bit!"