Something's not right!
Feng Guang said incredulously, "You said your name is Ning Yi?"
"Is there anything wrong with this name?" He bent down slightly, placed one hand on the seat, and easily trapped her in his arms.
Her face flushed red again, much to her dismay. She tried to squeeze a little deeper into the corner, hoping to minimize contact with him, but... it seemed to have little effect. Like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, she blinked pitifully and asked, "Could you... sit still and talk to me?"
“Of course.” He readily accepted her suggestion and sat up straight. But then, he reached out and easily pulled her onto his lap. Before Feng Guang could react, he reached out and stroked her head, like petting a small pet. “What does Feng Guang want to say to me?”
She remained silent for a long time, then tentatively tried to push away his arms that were holding her. He then wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her even tighter, and asked with a smile, "What does Fengguang want to say to me?"
"I..." She froze, not daring to move. After learning that this man was the ancestor of the Ning family from hundreds of years ago, she felt uneasy. No matter how handsome he was, it couldn't change the fact that he was a supernatural being. Her words took a roundabout way, and she forced a stiff smile, "I want to discuss with you some things about our future married life."
"Does this need to be discussed?" He smiled, took her hand, and kissed the back of it. "I will cherish you and protect you. It is my duty as a husband."
Hearing this, she felt a complex mix of emotions. Trying to appear troubled, she said tactfully, "But... marriage is a serious matter, after all, it must be arranged by parents and matchmakers..."
"Does 'fengguang' mean that I should meet my parents-in-law?" He thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. "I understand. I'll meet my parents-in-law tonight."
"No!" Feng Guang grabbed his hand as if it were the right thing to do, but then realized that her reaction was too intense. She tried to calm herself down and said, "Well... maybe your way of thinking is still in ancient times, but in our modern society, people under the age of eighteen are considered minors. In our China, women can only get married at the age of twenty, so I think... it's better not to let my parents know about this yet."
She was terrified. If her parents saw an antique man from hundreds of years ago claiming to be their son-in-law, they would probably faint.
"I see." He expressed his understanding understanding and said casually, "Then I'll wait until Fengguang comes of age."
Feng Guang was on the verge of tears. She had to fill the hole she had dug herself, even if she was crying. She remembered a very important question, one that she had to figure out: "You said your name is Ning Yi... then why is the current young master of the Ning family also named Ning Yi?"
“Feng Guang probably doesn’t know, but although that little kid’s name sounds the same as mine, his name is Ning Yi, the Yi of ‘yes’, and mine is Ning Yi, the Yi of ‘playing chess’.” His tone revealed a hint of indifference. “No matter how similar the names are, his talent will never be as good as mine.”
Grandpa Ning named his grandson Ning Yi after his ancestor, hoping that Ning Yi could be a magical genius like his ancestor. Ning Yi's talent was indeed good, but only good. Compared with his predecessor Ning Yi, he was still far inferior.
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