On the way back to the mountain stronghold, Fu Xiang glanced at Mo Qing's expression and gave up on the idea of blindfolding Feng Guang. He was a little uneasy. "Brother Mo, Qiao Ling was taken away by Duanmu Xuan. Is it really okay?"
"What does it have to do with anything?" Mo Qing kept all her attention on Feng Guang, making sure she wouldn't stumble or fall on the mountain path, and didn't even glance at Fu Xiang.
Fu Xiang was feeling a bit annoyed, but after glancing at Feng Guang, this pampered young lady, he suppressed his dissatisfaction and said, "Duanmu Xuan is, after all, my sister-in-law's fiancé. What if Qiao Ling tells Duanmu Xuan that my sister-in-law isn't actually here as a hostage? What if the Xia Dynasty attacks again?"
"It's okay," Feng Guang said with a grin. "When the time comes, you can use me as a hostage again."
Fu Xiang paused for a moment, then asked a question he had been pondering for a long time, "Isn't Old Man Xia your biological father?"
"Of course I'm my father's biological son, otherwise why would he value me so much?"
"How could you so easily say that you would use yourself as a hostage to threaten your father?"
Feng Guang replied matter-of-factly, "Because this is the best way to prevent you from fighting with my father."
Her idea was simple: it was impossible for the imperial court and Black Wind Stronghold to coexist peacefully, but she could at least reduce the number of battles between the two groups. She had even thought about the worst-case scenario: if Black Wind Stronghold was destroyed, she would beg her father to let her run away with Mo Qing. As for the others, she couldn't care less.
Upon hearing Feng Guang's answer, Fu Xiang realized he had asked a foolish question, so he changed it to an even more pointed one: "If you had to choose between your father and my elder brother, who would you choose?"
Unconsciously, even the usually quiet Mo Qing began to gaze at the scenery, waiting for her answer.
Feng Guang said without hesitation, "Choose Mo Qing."
Mo Qing's lips curled up slightly, revealing that he was in a very good mood.
Fu Xiang pressed further, "You just abandoned your father so easily?"
“It’s not about giving up.” Feng Guang glanced at Fu Xiang, seemingly looking down on him. “My father still has my mother, but Mo Qing only has me. If I leave my parents, at worst… I can give my parents a daughter with Mo Qing in the future, and they can raise her as their daughter. Don’t you think so, Mo Qing?”
"Yes." Mo Qing coughed softly, though her ears were slightly red.
Fu Xiang chuckled twice. "How do you know you can have a daughter?"
"It's okay, we can have more children, one of them will be a daughter, don't you think, Mo Qing?"
Mo Qing's face suddenly flushed when he was called out, and he whispered again, "Yes."
Don't be fooled by how he can sometimes make her blush and be at a loss for words; if Feng Guang is bolder than him, he'll definitely be the one who gets embarrassed.
Fu Xiang was almost speechless, amazed by Feng Guang's audacity. "Don't you, a woman, feel ashamed to say these things?"
"Why be shy?" Feng Guang held Mo Qing's hand and smiled sweetly. "Anyway, I will definitely marry Mo Qing, and I will definitely have children for Mo Qing in the future. Isn't that a normal thing?"
Fu Xiang suddenly didn't know where to begin her rant. Indeed, what Feng Guang said was true. After getting married, all she would do was have children, right? An unmarried girl saying such things would always make people laugh, but since she said it so matter-of-factly, it wasn't funny at all.
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