Are you praising me?
Su Qinghe hid the dagger in her sleeve and returned to the campfire.
It's so late at night, and a pot of good soup has been tainted with the smell of blood.
"After you finish eating, walk a little further before resting."
Glancing at the corpses scattered on the ground, Su Qinghe pursed her lips, picked up her bowl, and walked away.
This whole cart was full of people who had blood on their hands, and the driver was one of Ling Feng's men, so even in this situation, they ate without changing their expressions, and no one felt uncomfortable.
After quickly finishing their meal and cleaning up, the group fled the scene of the crime in a horse-drawn carriage.
Half a month later.
Even though they traveled day and night, they still arrived two days late.
Seven Kill Pavilion Headquarters.
"Young Master."
Upon seeing Ling Feng, who was heavily pregnant, the gatekeeper paused for a moment before bowing and paying his respects. His gaze swept over Su Qinghe for a moment before quickly shifting away.
Ling Feng ignored them and pulled Su Qinghe inside without any hindrance.
He made no attempt to hide anything, openly leading Su Qinghe toward the main hall, causing everyone who greeted him to look at him with a strange expression.
A few people hurriedly left not far away.
"Brother?"
Hearing someone call his name, Ling Feng stopped and turned his head to look. "Brother Xue."
Upon seeing that it really was Ling Feng, Ling Xue was stunned for a moment, her eyes widening in disbelief.
"Brother, how come... is it her?"
Ling Xue quickly walked up to Ling Feng, raised her hand and placed it on his stomach from a distance, then turned her head to look at Su Qinghe in disbelief.
Ling Feng remained calm. "I'll explain later. Is Mother in the main hall?"
Ling Xue nodded, her gaze towards him complex.
“I’ll go with you. My mother’s old ailment has flared up again recently, and Miss Bai is inside as well.”
Ling Xue walked to Ling Feng's other side to help him up, occasionally stealing glances at Su Qinghe.
Inside the main hall.
"Mother, I'm back." Ling Feng walked to Ling Hong's side, his hand still on Su Qinghe's arm.
He nodded to Bai Xiaojiu beside him as a greeting.
"Is she Su Qinghe?" Ling Hong looked at the person her son had been holding since he came in and cast an inquiring glance at Su Qinghe.
Although Ling Feng had already sent a message back explaining his plans, and she had agreed, this woman's martial arts skills were undeniably superb.
But aside from that, she actually managed to get her proud son to be completely obedient to her; she's no ordinary person.
What was originally a business relationship now seems to have turned into a real relationship between Ling Feng and her.
Without looking away from Ling Hong's scrutinizing gaze, Su Qinghe simply let her look her over.
Seeing that Su Qinghe remained silent, Ling Hong felt somewhat embarrassed. "Why don't you greet her?"
No matter what, she was Ling Feng's mother, her mother-in-law. Shouldn't she take the initiative to greet her?
Seeing her attitude, Su Qinghe didn't tolerate her and became even more unruly, shooting her a glare with an extremely arrogant attitude.
"Now you're asking me for a favor. When you ask someone for a favor, you should have the right attitude. Your son's happiness for the rest of his life is in my hands."
As she spoke, she leaned close to Ling Feng's ear. "What do you think?"
Ling Feng pursed his lips. "Mm."
It seemed he had no intention of speaking up for Ling Hong.
Ling Hong's eyes widened. When did her son become so obedient?
"Mother, let's get down to business." Seeing Ling Hong's unpleasant expression, Ling Feng quickly changed the subject.
Ling Hong glared at him irritably and didn't bother Su Qinghe anymore.
Originally, she wanted to intimidate her son-in-law and show off her mother-in-law's power, but she didn't expect him to be such a tough nut to crack.
"Yesterday, Qiu Shan was asking you when you were coming back. That old man, he's pretending not to know what's going on."
"I delayed for a few days. By the time you returned, the news should have spread. Tomorrow they should be clamoring to summon all the chief officials to the main hall."
Ling Feng's expression was indifferent as he pulled Su Qinghe to find a place to sit.
"Tomorrow it is, we'll just do it according to the original plan. I'm pregnant now, so it's impossible for Qiu Shan to find someone for me. Xue Ge'er and Dong Ge'er aren't old enough yet, so they have no other choice."
Ling Hong frowned in thought, her gaze on Ling Feng's belly complicated. After a long while, she sighed deeply.
“Feng’er, it’s your mother’s fault for not discovering Qiu Shan’s ambition sooner, allowing her to cultivate so many confidants within the pavilion. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be in this situation…”
Hearing this, Ling Xue looked at Ling Feng with a pained expression. "Brother, I can..." He hesitated and looked at Su Qinghe.
Seeing their reaction, Ling Feng felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but his expression remained calm and composed.
“Mother, Xue’er, I’m fine as I am now, at least I’m satisfied with myself. Su Qinghe… she’s a good person, so you don’t need to do this.”
After saying that, Ling Feng glanced awkwardly at Su Qinghe, only to be met with her teasing, before immediately turning his head back.
Seeing this, Ling Hong knew that her son was truly in love. She gave Su Qinghe a deep look and said nothing more.
"As long as you're satisfied, don't let yourself suffer."
The second half of the sentence was meant for Ling Feng, but also for Su Qinghe.
Su Qinghe curled her lips, pretending not to hear, which made Ling Hong glare at her again.
However, Su Qinghe didn't harbor any hostility towards her, after all, she had run off with someone else's son! She could understand Su Qinghe's desire to show off her mother-in-law's power, but that didn't mean she would grant her wish.
Watching the two women secretly vying for dominance, Ling Feng subtly curled his lips into a smile.
"How is your mother's health these days?" he asked with concern.
Ling Hong withdrew her gaze, her face filled with kindness.
"It's the same old problem, nothing serious. But you, you're pregnant and still traveling so much. You need to make sure you have a good meal tonight. Tell the people downstairs what you want to eat now and have them prepare it in advance."
"Also, Xiao Jiu, take another look at Feng'er," Ling Hong instructed Bai Xiao Jiu, who was standing to the side.
"Yes." Bai Xiaojiu nodded with a smile and walked to Ling Feng's side.
Looking at Su Qinghe beside him, he uncertainly took out a handkerchief and covered Ling Feng's wrist.
In the past, there would have been no need for it at all.
While Bai Xiaojiu was taking her pulse, Su Qinghe was also observing her.
I learned from Ling Feng that her medical skills were superb, and the medicine she was given was developed by her grandfather.
"His morning sickness is severe, is there anything we can do?" Su Qinghe asked calmly after she stopped.
Bai Xiaojiu was stunned, seemingly not expecting her to speak to her first.
She took the handkerchief back, a friendly smile on her face. "This is not difficult. I will prescribe some medicine later, and you can take one dose tonight."
She stepped back to Ling Hong's side. "Young Master is just overworked, and there's the problem that Miss Su mentioned earlier, but everything else is fine, so please don't worry."
Ling Hong nodded, and couldn't help but glance at Su Qinghe again, quite satisfied with her concern for Ling Feng earlier.
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