Chapter 29: Alliance Leader's Wife
The moonlight over Yaowang Valley was permeated with the fragrance of medicinal herbs, while the ruts left by the Lotus Tower on the official road were covered with dust and an increasingly fresh breath.
Li Lianhua's health improved day by day, his complexion rosy, his steps brisk, and his eyes, which had always contained a mixture of fatigue and calculation, were now clear and bright again, and their occasional glances could make people's hearts skip a beat. However, this "good" seemed to have also brought some other "troubles" that troubled him.
The biggest trouble comes from the self-proclaimed "Lotus Tower Owner-Husband" - Di Feisheng.
Since leaving Medicine King Valley that day, Alliance Leader Flute has been mentioning this title quite naturally. He also issued the first and only iron rule regarding the Lotus Tower:
"Second floor, no trespassing."
He said this to Fang Duobing and Su Xiaoyong. At that time, Fang Duobing was holding a blade of grass in his mouth, with one foot on the stairs, and he almost fell down when he heard the words.
"Why?!" The young master's eyes widened. "Is there a treasure hidden up there? Li Lianhua never stopped me before!"
Di Feisheng leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, his eyes swept over without warmth: "The past is the past."
"What about now?" Su Xiaoyong blinked curiously.
"Now," Di Feisheng said calmly, as if to say that the weather was very good today, "I am his husband. The second floor is our bedroom."
"Puff—" Fang Duobing spit out the grass leaves, his face flushed red from choking. "Husband?! Li Lianhua! You just let him talk nonsense like that?!"
Li Lianhua, who was leisurely brewing tea, had a barely perceptible twitch of her wrist, nearly spilling the hot water. A faint blush instantly spread across his ears. He forced himself to put the teapot down, not even raising his eyelids. "...Well, if he says so, then so be it."
"Li Lianhua!" Fang Duobing was heartbroken, as if a pig had taken away his cabbage with a clear conscience and he dared not say a word.
Su Xiaoyong burst out laughing and tugged at Fang Duobing's sleeve: "Alright Fang Duobing, they're just a couple... uh, a couple's business, why are you getting involved? The first floor is quite spacious!"
From then on, the second floor became a restricted area that Fang Duobing and Su Xiaoyong were absolutely forbidden to enter.
Inside the restricted area, daily happenings often make Li Lianhua blush and the two people downstairs want to poke their eyes out.
Sometimes, in the afternoon, Li Lianhua would just relax on the couch by the window and read a book. Then, when Di Feisheng came up from dealing with the Golden Yuan League, and seeing his lazy demeanor, he would naturally sit over, pull him into his arms, rest his chin on his neck, and close his eyes to rest.
Li Lianhua was so stiff at first that she didn't even notice she'd knocked the book over, and she'd quietly protest, "...it's hot."
Di Feisheng didn't even open his eyes, his arms tightened around his neck, and his nose brushed against his slightly cool earlobe. "Be quiet."
The breath brushed against her most sensitive spot, and Li Lianhua's face instantly turned red from her ears to her collarbone. She couldn't read a single word of the book. She could only stand stiffly, listening to the steady heartbeat of the person behind her, which mixed with her own increasingly loud heartbeat.
Sometimes, late at night, Fang Duo would get up due to illness and, half asleep, he'd hear a faint, muffled sob from the second floor, along with a subtle thud like something gently hitting a wooden board. He'd scratch his head sleepily, and just as he was about to listen, the sound faded, leaving only silence. The next morning at breakfast, he noticed a faint bluish shadow under Li Lianhua's eyelids and a suspicious red mark on her neck. But Alliance Leader Di was refreshed and even drank an extra bowl of porridge.
"Li Lianhua, did you not sleep well last night?" Fang Duobing asked foolishly.
"Clang." Li Lianhua's spoon fell into the bowl, splashing a few porridge stains. He coughed violently, his cheeks flushed.
Di Feisheng handed over a handkerchief expressionlessly. The man said sickly, "Don't talk while eating."
Fang Duobing: “…” He seemed to understand something, and immediately buried his head in eating, with the tips of his ears turning red.
The most outrageous incident happened one morning when Su Xiaoyong woke up early to help out in the kitchen. As he reached the stairs, he saw the door to the second floor ajar. Di Feisheng was standing inside, his back to the outside, his head lowered, seemingly talking to someone inside.
Su Xiaoyong vaguely heard Li Lianhua muttering softly and somewhat exasperatedly, with a nasal sound as if she had just woken up: "...No...Don't...Fang Duobing and the others are about to wake up..."
Then came Di Fei's deep voice, with a hint of satisfied laughter: "They dare not come up."
Then, through the crack in the door, I seemed to see Di Feisheng leaning down, as if kissing someone. After a moment, he walked out contentedly, straightening his clothes and gently closing the door. When he looked up, he was met with Su Xiaoyong, who was stunned downstairs.
Alliance Leader Di didn't even pause, he just glanced at her lightly, there was no embarrassment of being caught in the eyes, only a warning of "you mortals, please retreat immediately."
Su Xiaoyong immediately turned around and slipped back to the room, not daring to look directly at the two of them the entire day.
Li Lianhua barely came downstairs all day, with meals brought up by Di Feisheng. Fang Duobing secretly observed that when Li Lianhua came downstairs for some fresh air, her lips seemed a little swollen...
Fang Duobing and Su Xiaoyong often whispered in the corner of the first floor of the Lotus Building.
"It's so shameful to watch, it's really so shameful!" Fang Duobing beat his chest and stamped his feet.
"Oh, Alliance Leader Di, you can't help yourself." Su Xiaoyong covered her mouth and laughed.
"He did it on purpose! What husband of the OP! He's clearly a bandit who rules the mountain!" Fang Duobing said angrily.
On the second floor, their landlord's "wife" was being cornered by the "bandit", and she had to endure a long good morning kiss with a red face.
"Flute...flute sound...downstairs...hmm..."
The protest is invalid.
The Lotus Building moves forward slowly, carrying the bustle of the first floor and the lingering secrets of the second floor, all the way towards the world of fireworks.
The Lotus Tower rested by a picturesque stream. Fang Duobing and Su Xiaoyong tactfully went off to fish, leaving the tower completely to the two who "needed some quiet time."
By the second-floor window, Li Lianhua was being held in Di Feisheng's arms, half-forced to play chess with him. Li Lianhua's mind was clearly not on the game, her fingertips twirling the white jade chess piece, her gaze drifting to the clouds outside the window, her ears still tinged with the faint red from someone's gentle nibbling that morning.
The flute played decisively, but his gaze lingered mostly on the slightly furrowed brow and long eyelashes of the person across from him. The atmosphere in the building was peaceful, even tinged with a touch of tender warmth.
Until a respectful and steady voice came from downstairs: "This subordinate has no face, but begs to see Your Majesty."
Li Lianhua paused, twisting the chess piece with his fingers. He subconsciously tried to rise from Di Feisheng's arms—this posture was truly... inappropriate. But Di Feisheng's arms tightened, preventing him from moving. He simply said to the person below, "Come up."
Wuyan walked steadily up the stairs, head bowed, eyes lowered, his posture extremely respectful. He approached and knelt on one knee, "Your Majesty." Then, his eyes quickly and imperceptibly swept over the man in blue clothes, who was firmly held in his master's arms. From the man's slightly red ears and slightly embarrassed expression, to the teacups placed side by side beside the chessboard, which clearly belonged to the same person, he immediately understood.
He bowed his head again, and said in a voice that was incredibly natural and sincere, "This subordinate greets His Majesty, and greets... the Alliance Leader's wife."
"Cough!" Li Lianhua suddenly choked on his saliva and erupted in a series of earth-shattering coughs. His entire face instantly flushed, even his neck was tinged with crimson. The white jade chess piece in his hand fell to the chessboard with a "clack", rolling several times before coming to rest. He wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into, or kick the outspoken Wuyan in front of him and the culprit beside him down the stairs!
Alliance leader's wife?! What the hell is going on?!
Compared to Li Lianhua's mortification, Di Feisheng's reaction was completely different. He was momentarily startled, then a faint yet genuine amusement flashed across his eyes. He even raised his hand and patted Li Lianhua's back twice, her coughing fits. It seemed like a soothing gesture, but in reality, it was filled with an unspoken sense of possession.
"Hmm," Di Feisheng replied. His tone remained calm, but he knew him well enough to immediately sense that His Majesty was in a very good mood. He even saw the corner of His Majesty's lips curl upward ever so slightly.
Di Feisheng took out a small jade bottle from his bosom and tossed it to Wuyan: "This is a reward for you. It will help you improve your inner strength."
Wuyan quickly took it, feeling overjoyed. He was even more certain that his calling of "Madam" had touched His Majesty's heart, and he kowtowed quickly: "Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you...Madam!" He added with great tact.
Li Lianhua had just caught her breath when she heard the words "Madam Xie". She felt dizzy and almost fainted. She could only lower her head and pretend to study the patterns on the chessboard, wishing she were invisible.
Di Feisheng was very pleased with Wuyan's tact, but he didn't forget the main business: "What's the matter?"
The joy on Wuyan's face quickly faded, replaced by a solemn expression. He lowered his voice, "Your Majesty, I have come here at the risk of my own life to report something important. Jiao Liqiao... has completely taken control of the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance headquarters. She has drastically purged all your loyal subordinates, imprisoning several helmsmen and elders who refused to submit, and... has spread the word, saying... saying..."
"What did you say?" Di Feisheng's eyes turned cold instantly, and the gentle aura around him disappeared, turning back into the murderous leader of the Golden Yuan Alliance.
Wuyan lowered his head even more. "I'm waiting for your presence, Your Excellency. Go... rescue your loyal dogs... Otherwise, I'll kill one every day until they're all gone."
The air in the building suddenly froze, and the ambiguity and tenderness just now disappeared in an instant, leaving only coldness and solemnity.
Li Lianhua also suddenly raised her head, the blush on her face fading. She frowned and looked at Di Feisheng, a trace of worry in her eyes. Jiao Liqiao's move was clearly a trap set up, waiting for Di Feisheng to fall into it.
Di Fei was silent for a moment, and his fingertips tapped lightly on the chessboard, making a light "tap-tap" sound, each of which seemed to strike at people's hearts.
He suddenly spoke, but asked another question: "Where is the Medicine Demon?"
Wu Yan replied, "Mr. Yao Mo is being held captive in Jiao Liqiao's alchemy room, where he's being forced to create various poisons and mind-controlling drugs. He hasn't been imprisoned. Jiao Liqiao seems quite wary of him, or perhaps... he has other motives."
A cold glint flashed in Di Feisheng's eyes, and he had a plan in mind. Jiao Liqiao was trying to force him back, using the lives of his former subordinates and the Medicine Demon's predicament to weave a web.
He stood up and said to Wuyan, "I understand. You go down first and wait outside."
"Yes." Wuyan saluted respectfully and retreated quietly. From beginning to end, he never glanced at the "leader's wife" who was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die.
The sound of footsteps faded away on the stairs.
Di Feisheng turned around and looked at Li Lianhua, who was still sitting there with a frown on her face.
Li Lianhua raised her head, looked into his bottomless eyes that were now surging with undercurrents, and whispered, "You... want to go?"
This is an obvious answer. Di Feisheng would never sit idly by and watch his former subordinates die because of him.
Di Feisheng didn't answer directly. Instead, he walked up to him, leaned over, and placed his hands on both sides of the chessboard, trapping him in a tight space. He stared at him with a burning gaze, "You come with me."
This is not a discussion, but a decision.
Li Lianhua was stunned. Although his strength had largely recovered, facing the fierce and dangerous Dragon Pond and Tiger Xue that Jiao Liqiao had cultivated for so many years was still extremely dangerous. But Di Feisheng's eyes made it clear to him—he wanted to fight alongside him.
And...the medicine demon is there too.
Li Lianhua was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled softly. That smile contained a hint of helplessness, a hint of resignation, and a subtle hint of sharpness. "It seems the name 'Alliance Leader's Wife' isn't for nothing."
At least, I have to accompany the leader to venture into the dangerous and dangerous place.
Upon hearing this, the coldness in Di Feisheng's eyes seemed to melt a little. He reached out his hand, brushing his fingertips across Li Lianhua's still slightly hot cheek. His voice was low and firm: "I'm here."
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