Chapter 110 I miss you so much I can’t tell whose heart is in whose chest…

Before Lin Meizhu could even breathe a sigh of relief, she was suddenly picked up by someone. Her heart began to pound. Fearing he might do something wrong, she struggled mightily, "What are you doing?! Let me go! Put me down! You bastard!"

This was a perpetual scoundrel who hadn't changed his ways! What a scoundrel! How could she have thought he had changed his ways before?

The harder Lin Meizhu pushed him, the more he used exponentially more strength to shove her in. Lin Meizhu felt like she was being crushed and couldn't breathe. In the end, she couldn't tell whose heart was beating in whose chest.

Lin Meizhu was furious and bit his shoulder. Shen Changfeng frowned slightly, gently nudged his cheek, raised his chin, and his Adam's apple rolled slowly and heavily. A faint sigh echoed in the deep night.

He let her grab, tickle, and torment him. The pain made him know that Lin Meiju was by his side, and that all this was really happening. It was different from the past. He hugged her. This was not an illusory dream.

Shen Changfeng gradually slowed down his strength, stroked her back, and said softly: "Mei Niang, let me hold you, just for a while, just for a while..."

His voice was warm and earnest, with a hint of pleading. His face was pressed against the side of her fair neck, and the breath of his words gently sprinkled on Lin Meiju's earlobe, making it tingling. The itch spread along her skin, like the claws of a small animal, scratching lightly, making trouble all the way. It was just the right amount of annoying, teasing her heart bit by bit.

He rested his chin on her neck and said, "Mei Niang, have you been well these years?"

Without waiting for Lin Meizhu to reply, he muttered, "I'm not doing well at all. I don't know how I managed to get through this. I miss you so much, so much, I miss you so much..."

"Mei Niang, have you ever thought of me...even once...?"

His eyes were tender and nostalgic, his words were full of affection, he held her gaze tightly, and invisibly grasped all her thoughts. Lin Meiju seemed to be burned by his eyes, and she lowered her eyes as if to escape.

He held her face in his hands, and the heat from his palms made her soft cheeks turn slightly red. His tall nose rubbed against her nose tip, brushing past hers lightly like a feather, and Lin Meiju's breathing suddenly paused for a beat.

Shen Changfeng's eyes fell on her slightly moving lips. Looking at the cherry red on her lips, he felt extremely thirsty. He tilted his face slightly, brought the person in his arms forward, leaned down, and wanted to hold her lips in his -

The curtain was suddenly lifted, and the wind blew out the candlelight.

I couldn't see who it was, but I could vaguely make out the outline of a woman.

The woman in front of the tent suddenly turned around and walked away. Lin Meizhu pushed her away and subconsciously chased after her, but was held back by Shen Changfeng.

As soon as the woman turned around, she bumped into the chest of the person who came after her. She held her nose and endured the pain and groaned. The dark figure outside just raised his hand as if to rub her skin, but when he saw the person in the medicine shed, his hand froze in mid-air.

The four of them looked at each other in the darkness.

The wind blew away the clouds, and the moonlight illuminated Lin Yue'e's face clearly. A strange light shone in her pupils, and the soft and loving eyes she gave Chen Lin and the others almost shone with stars. She laughed and said, "He and I are here to look for medicinal herbs. Are you guys here too?"

Lin Meizhu: ...

Lin Yue'e was pulled away.

Lin Meizhu was unsure and asked, "Is that... Chen Yue?"

Shen Changfeng nodded, "It's him."

A long time ago, Shen Changfeng noticed that Lin Yue'e's eyes would glance around when she talked to him. In order to confirm his guess, he once replaced the person behind him with Qingsong. Lin Yue'e didn't even look at him and wanted to leave before she finished speaking.

Shen Changfeng asked: "You don't think she likes me, do you?"

Lin Meizhu said unhappily, "How could such a good girl not like you?" Lin Meizhu had some misunderstandings at first, but later found out that the people of the Fu Bo Army had never mentioned this matter at all. According to his personality, if he had someone he liked, he would want the whole world to know about it, so why would he hide it?

Shen Changfeng said: "I don't want other people to like me, as long as you like me."

He reached out and kneaded her soft waist again, laughing softly: "Then let's continue looking for medicinal herbs?"

From then on, Lin Meizhu could no longer look directly at the words "find medicinal herbs". She pushed the man away and spat at him with a hot face.

Not daring to stay in the same room with him, Lin Meiju took two steps at a time, lifted the curtain and walked out.

Shen Changfeng followed her closely. When he met the patrol soldiers of the camp, he had to put on a calm and dignified face and nodded in response. Then he would rush after them as fast as he could.

Lin Meizhu had already shaken him off, but as she passed the city gate, she heard a loud commotion and paused. There was the sound of a woman crying, a man shouting, and a group of soldiers, swords held hilt, running towards them.

Lin Meiju hurriedly dodged to the side, but she missed a step due to the uneven road. However, before she could finish her stumble, someone grabbed her waist and moved her to another place.

Shen Changfeng stood in front of her, blocking most of the dust and also blocking the scene ahead.

Soon, a soldier came forward to report the situation. "A woman has been sneaking around the camp. She couldn't explain what she wanted to do. We were about to approach her to question her when we saw another man frantically trying to drag her away. We suspect these two are spies sent by the enemy camp!"

The soldiers held up torches, lighting up half the sky red. Lin Meizhu used the firelight, stood on tiptoe, and looked over Shen Changfeng's shoulder, finally able to see clearly the people who were surrounded.

But why is one of them Qingsong?

Qingsong looked confused and helpless, at a loss, completely at a loss. As I got closer, I heard his pleading voice again: "Auntie, please stop crying! Can you please talk it over nicely?"

Across from him stood a young woman wearing a veiled hat, cursing Qingsong: "How dare you abandon me halfway! You're so bold! I'm going to punish you! Beat you with a stick! Drag you off to feed the dogs! Cut you into pieces!"

The scolding was very harsh, but it had no deterrent effect, because the woman was crying so hard that people knew she was punishing her. Those who didn't know the real situation thought Qingsong had abandoned his wife and children and was being asked to pay a debt of gratitude.

"I don't care! You brought me here, don't even think about letting it go! You have to, you have to... You can't, don't leave me... Wuwuwu..."

The more Lin Meizhu listened, the more familiar the woman's voice sounded. The moment her veil and scarf blew aside, she saw the woman's face clearly and her eyes widened. If that woman with a red nose from crying wasn't Su Yuwan, who else could she be?

The Prince of Changping has always been on good terms with the King of Chu. It is said that the King of Chu has also handed over the control of private troops in several places in Henan to the Prince of Changping. Why did Su Yuwan come here when she was not with her family?

The man standing next to Su Yuwan...could he be...?

Shen Changfeng ignored the chaotic voices around him, strode towards the tall man in the black cloak, and then suddenly pulled his hood down - it was indeed Qin Ting!

After not seeing each other for a few years, Qin Ting had grown taller, almost as tall as Shen Changfeng, but he had lost a lot of weight, and his face looked a little haggard. The spirit he had in the capital was gone, and his back looked lonely and desolate, and it was impossible to tell that he was a young man who had just reached adulthood.

Qin Ting's lips moved and he called out, "Second brother..."

Shen Changfeng pretended not to hear anything and pulled away Qin Ting's cloak, his expression changing. He gritted his teeth and spoke in a cold and hard voice, filled with surging anger. "Give it to me."

Qin Ting glanced at the child in his arms and didn't move for a moment, "Second brother, I..."

Shen Changfeng's face was so gloomy that ice water could drip out of it. He suppressed his voice and said, "Don't call me brother! Say it again, give me the child."

Needless to say, Qin Tingding was involved in Xiao Maner's disappearance.

Qin Ting's hand was gently covering the child's ear. He listened to Shen Changfeng's suppressed furious words. Knowing that he could not compete, he slowly handed Xiao Man'er to him.

Shen Changfeng gently lifted the thin quilt and looked carefully at the child in his arms. Seeing that her face was rosy, her breathing was even, and she was sleeping soundly, a heavy stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Shen Changfeng handed the child to Lin Meizhu and said, "Take the child back and wait for me."

Lin Meizhu nodded, and took only two steps when she heard a low cry from behind her. She turned around and saw Shen Changfeng rushing over, kicking Qin Ting fiercely and sending him flying!

Shen Changfeng has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, not to mention the marching and fighting in the past few years. His strength is so strong that ordinary people cannot resist it. Qin Ting was hit by this and was unable to get up from the ground for a long time.

Chen Yue evacuated the irrelevant people around him.

Shen Changfeng's cold voice became exceptionally clear, and no emotion could be detected in it. "Haven't you been secretly learning from me? Stand up and let me see how much of my skills you have learned."

Qin Ting reached out his hand and wiped the blood foam from his face with his sleeve. He stood up shakily, and after a while, he said slowly, "I was wrong..."

Shen Changfeng laughed and said, "You didn't feel you were wrong when you took off your pants. You didn't feel you were wrong when you didn't dare to tell the truth after you were done. When she mistakenly thought..." He closed his eyes tightly, hiding the secret. But when he thought of someone impersonating him and doing such a disgusting and ugly thing, when he thought of this person calling him "Second Brother" for more than ten years, when he thought of himself becoming a cheap father for no reason, when he thought of Qin Yan's worry and grief for this to the point of white hair, and Su Qinxue's life was ruined because of this... Shen Changfeng felt that the dying man on the ground was inexplicably dazzling, and his anger rushed to his forehead. He punched the other person in the heart with great force, and before he could stagger back, he raised his foot and kicked him hard in the abdomen.

Qin Ting took several steps back, his back slamming heavily onto the ground, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

The sound of fists hitting flesh and bones breaking was so eerie that Lin Meizhu couldn't help but shudder slightly and quicken her pace. It seemed like the first time she had seen Shen Changfeng actually hit someone. She had never known he had such a ferocious side.

The child in her arms murmured softly, stretched out his little hand to touch Lin Meiju's face, touched it twice, his eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Xiao Man'er stared at Lin Meizhu's face for a few moments, then looked around in confusion. Lin Meizhu covered her eyes, but even from such a distance, the child somehow recognized her. She pouted and burst into tears, "Don't hit my uncle! Don't hit my uncle! Uncle!"

Shen Changfeng heard the child crying and looked back. Lin Meizhu's eyes flashed and she didn't dare to look at him.

Shen Changfeng was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, stood up, and retreated into the darkness with a bloody smell on his body, so that she wouldn't see him.

Qin Ting heard Xiao Man'er's crying and murmured weakly: "Don't be afraid, little uncle is here, Xiao Man'er, don't be afraid, little uncle is here, Xiao Man'er..."

Shen Changfeng exhaled slightly and ordered his attendants in a hoarse voice, "Take him to see Qin Yan."

"As for Su Yuwan, have her interrogated thoroughly and have someone monitor her to see if she has any contact with anyone outside."

It was not until the next day that Lin Meizhu learned the reason why Su Qin and the other two appeared in Fancheng.

Su Yuwan was traveling and thought her elder sister, Su Qinxue, was still in Nanyang, so she decided to go visit her. However, she discovered halfway through that the King of Chu seemed to be rebelling and had placed Qin Yan under house arrest. Unable to find her, she coincidentally encountered unrest in Henan. Su Yuwan hoped to use her status to intimidate the bandits, but none of them believed her. Seeing her youth and beauty, they had evil intentions and planned to kidnap her and take her back to the stronghold.

Su Yuwan thought she was going to die soon, but luckily, she met Qingsong and others who were heading south. Qingsong saved her, and then Su Yuwan followed the Fu Bo Army all the way south to Fancheng.

Qin Ting had only just met Su Yuwan after entering the city. Naturally, he had come to Fancheng to find Qin Yan. Having noticed that Su Qinxue was struggling to control her emotions, he had been hiding in the shadows to protect her and her daughter. Upon learning that Xiao Man'er had disappeared, he immediately chased after the men Su Qinxue had sent, and it took him quite some time to finally bring Xiao Man'er back. Fearing that Su Qinxue might act more erratically due to her unstable state, he had been raising Xiao Man'er in secret, not daring to hastily return the child to Qin Yan.

The person who was most happy about Xiao Man'er's return was undoubtedly Qin Yan, followed by Duan Sanniang and her brother.

Qin Yan's illness had not yet fully recovered, and he was afraid of passing his illness on to the child. He suppressed his reluctance and did not dare to stay with Xiao Man'er for too long, so he entrusted Duan Sanniang to take care of her.

That day, Duan Sanniang brought Xiao Maner to Huishengtang.

Duan Sanniang said that the child had a stomachache and couldn't eat.

Xiao Man'er sat on a round stool, her legs still unable to reach the ground. She was curious but not shy. She blinked her round eyes at Lin Meizhu and greeted her in a baby voice, "Shiyi Niang, have you eaten yet?"

Lin Meizhu was amused by the old man's tone, nodded and asked her, "Xiao Man'er, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Maner said, "There's a frog in my stomach."

Lin Meizhu asked, "Will it make a sound?"

"Yes, I sang the song for a long time."

Lin Meizhu reached out and gently pressed her abdomen and asked, "Does it hurt here?"

Xiao Man'er grabbed the hem of her clothes with both hands, looking down at her round belly. The rosy flesh on her face bulged out. She raised her head again, looking very confused, "I don't know."

Lin Meiju couldn't help laughing and put her clothes down, "It seems it doesn't hurt." The child seemed to be well protected, or too young to have any concept of pain.

Lin Meizhu gave her a prescription. Xiao Maner asked if it was bitter. Lin Meizhu said, "It contains hawthorn. It's sour and sweet, similar to candied hawthorn candy."

Xiao Maner heard the word "candy" and said, "I love candy. Can you give me a few more hawthorn candies?"

Lin Meiju was talking to her about this. The people in the pharmacy were very curious to see a little girl with red lips and white teeth coming. They came closer to talk to Xiao Maner. Many children of the same age also came running over, chattering and laughing.

Xiao Man'er lay down beside Lin Meizhu's hand, approached her and said mysteriously, "Eleventh Lady, there's a strange uncle over there who keeps looking at you."

Everyone in the hall stopped talking and looked at the strange uncle Xiao Maner was talking about.

Shen Changfeng turned his face away unnaturally and coughed lightly.

Everyone in the hall, young and old, looked at Chen Changfeng, then turned their gazes to Lin Meiju.

Lin Meiju's ears felt slightly hot, and she thought to herself: Now even a three-year-old child can see it.