Chapter 125 Su Yuyao and Fei Hua reconcile
Lang Zhi gently stroked the sleeping Su Yuyao in her arms, muttering angrily in a low voice, "It must be that Bi Rong! He can never make sense!"
"Shh! Keep your voice down, don't wake Yao'er!" Qingyue said while massaging Bai'er's ears. "Just bear with it and hold her for a while longer, Yao'er finally fell asleep!"
"I know!" Langzhi sniffled, looking at Su Yuyao, who was sleeping soundly with a flushed face, in his arms, and said with emotion, "Tuanyue, if only... I could raise our daughter myself..."
Qingyue looked up at Langzhi, and seeing the undisguised affection in his eyes for Su Yuyao, she suddenly felt a pang of disappointment. "Langzhi...you should marry Yuqing..."
"Uh-huh?"
Lang Zhi gently held Su Yuyao in her arms and asked in a low voice, "Tuan Yue, what's wrong with you again?!"
Qingyue stroked the white ears of the baby in her arms and said softly, "Langzhi, I can no longer have children for you. Since you like children so much, why don't you have one with Yuqing..."
"Nonsense!" Langzhi scolded in a low voice, "I only have one daughter, Yao'er! And I only recognize Yao'er as my child! Because she was born to you!"
Qingyue looked at Langzhi with remorse, "I'm sorry..."
Seeing Qingyue's rare display of vulnerability, Langzhi teased her indulgently, "Grown up? Become more sensible? Starting to admit your mistakes?"
"You're so unserious!" Qingyue lowered her head shyly, looking at Su Yuyao in Langzhi's arms.
"Huh?! Yao'er's face... why is it red?" Qingyue asked in shock.
"Oh? It's just redness from sleeping. Don't worry, I checked, there's no fever!"
"No! Yao'er's face was clearly black just now!" Qingyue exclaimed in horror, her eyes wide. "Could it be... another passage?"
Lang Zhi suddenly looked down at Su Yuyao. Her pulse was weak and her Qi field was broken. Could it be that her daughter was blown up by the passage again?
"Tuanyue, don't worry. No matter what caused the explosion, our daughter is fine now. The most important thing is to help her recover. Nothing else matters!"
Langzhi said in a low voice, "What you need to worry about is whether our daughter can eat, sleep, and rest properly! Also, keep an eye on her! Don't let that brat Xuanfeng keep bothering my daughter!"
Langzhi's simple words were like a reassuring pill, calming Qingyue's flustered heart.
"You're so irresponsible!" Qingyue glanced at Langzhi.
"Hehehe..." Lang Zhi looked at Qing Yue, then at Su Yu Yao in his arms, feeling incredibly happy.
Qingyue touched Su Yuyao's head to make sure she didn't have a fever before raising her eyelids and looking at Langzhi charmingly, "What are you grinning about... Are you tired?"
"Not tired at all!" Langzhi's rough face even flushed. "As long as you and our daughter are here, I won't be tired no matter what I do!"
Qingyue blushed and lowered her head, gently kneading Bai Er's white ears.
And the white ears of the white-eared creature were being kneaded until they became increasingly red...
Su Yuyao slept soundly in Langzhi's arms. When she woke up, she had no appetite. She only drank a few sips of vegetable soup, glanced at the chicken leg, and then pestered Qingyue to coax her to sleep.
Only after Su Yuyao fell into a deep sleep in Qingyue's arms did Langzhi feel relieved. He stroked Qingyue's shoulder, looked at Su Yuyao nestled against Qingyue's chest, and said softly, "I'm leaving now. I'll probably be busy for a while. Take good care of our daughter! If she's still sickly like this when I come back, see how I deal with you!"
Qingyue turned her head back haughtily, feigning annoyance, and said, "You're only thinking about your daughter! You don't need to threaten me. If you don't trust me, just send Yuqing instead! It'll save me a lot of trouble!"
Lang Zhi smirked, grabbed Qing Yue's waist with one hand, and slapped Qing Yue's bottom with the other.
Snap!
"Ah! Langzhi!" Qingyue hugged Su Yuyao tightly, not daring to move. "What are you doing?"
"Tuan Yue, if you try to provoke me with Yu Qing again, I'll beat you up! Stay home and watch over our daughter! Do you hear me?!" Lang Zhi looked at Qing Yue with resolute eyes. "I'm leaving! Take care of the family!"
Qingyue looked at Langzhi, who had been ravaged by time. Although he was no longer handsome, the sense of security he gave her had never changed.
Snap!
Langzhi slapped Qingyue again, then vigorously kneaded her buttocks with his broad palm. Looking at Qingyue's gradually reddening face, he smiled smugly, got up and left.
Qingyue felt itchy and hot all over because of Langzhi. This stinky spider is really... annoying!
Su Yuyao slept in a daze for several days. When she occasionally woke up, she complained of pain all over her body and still had no appetite.
Qingyue was extremely anxious as she watched Su Yuyao grow thinner and thinner, and Bai Er hadn't slept for days and nights.
Feihua seemed to understand everyone's worries, and obediently looked at the sky every day without causing any trouble.
Meanwhile, the rumors of Su Yuyao and Feiying's secret rendezvous at the hot springs also spread rapidly and intensified during the days that Su Yuyao disappeared...
"My lord! We've found out who those people are!" Guan Yue strode into the side hall and bowed to Xuan Feng, saying, "They didn't have much contact with Lord Qinggan. It was just that when Lord Qinggan was in charge of the Immortal Mountain, he would occasionally give them rewards, such as some items or ornaments. These people couldn't refuse, so they accepted them. The explosive point of this explosion came from one of the items that Lord Qinggan had given them!"
Xuanfeng frowned and pondered for a while, "Can you find out what it is?"
Guan Yue shook his head, "I can't be sure! Because the thing has been destroyed, and they can't remember what it was! However... Lord Langzhi investigated those thirty-two people, but couldn't get any useful information out of them!"
"Where is Lord Langzhi?" Xuanfeng asked.
“Uh…” Guan Yue said somewhat awkwardly, “They’re questioning me…”
"Interrogate him? Didn't you say you couldn't get any useful information out of him?" Xuanfeng slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "Bring him here!"
"Uh...yes..."
"Brother Langzhi! You just don't believe me!" Yuqing cried, tears streaming down her face. "Qinggan Tu's body is real, but I never slept with him! He was the one who arranged my tombstone! I have no idea what he erected or how he did it!"
"Oh dear! Why are you crying!" Langzhi tugged at his sleeve to wipe Yuqing's tears. "I just wanted you to think carefully about whether you have a memorial tablet..."
"No! No!" Yu Qing paced back and forth in the room angrily. "I didn't do anything! It's just because that big pervert Qing Gan erected a memorial tablet for me that you arrested me and have been asking me the same questions every day! You don't believe me no matter what I say! Why don't you just tell me how I should answer!"
"Yuqing! Why are you still angry? You've always been so gentle and virtuous..."
"Get out!" Yu Qing turned her back and said angrily, "Get out!"
"Okay! I'll go out!" Langzhi walked to the door, then turned back and said, "Don't be angry. Once things are cleared up, I'll let you out..."
Yu Qing turned around and looked at Lang Zhi's retreating figure, then covered her face and began to sob...
"Lord Langzhi!" Guan Yue indeed found Langzhi in front of Yuqing's stone house. "Lord Xuanfeng requests your presence!"
"What does he want from me again?!" Lang Zhi was extremely reluctant. He glanced at Yu Qing, who was crying, and felt a pang of sympathy. He needed to find out the whole story quickly...
"Lord Langzhi!" Xuanfeng glanced at the absent-minded Langzhi and asked, "Did you get any useful information out of him?"
"No!" Langzhi said confidently, though she hadn't gotten any information out of him.
"She won't say anything?" Xuanfeng asked again.
“Sigh…it’s not that she didn’t want to tell me…” Langzhi sighed, “She really didn’t know!”
"What about the others?" Xuanfeng asked again.
"Others? What other people?" Langzhi asked, somewhat confused.
"Lord Langzhi!" Xuanfeng slammed his fist on the table, his eyes wide. "So, all these days you've only been asking about Yuqing?"
"Ah...someone else..." Langzhi said, smacking her lips, "I'll go ask in a bit!"
"Forget it!" Xuanfeng said, suppressing his anger. "You should go back and check on the girl..."
"Alright!" Before Xuanfeng could finish speaking, Langzhi happily ran out of the side hall.
"Let me know when you're done reading!" Xuanfeng called out as he chased after Langzhi.
Langzhi waved as she ran.
Finally, I can go home! I was so bored!
"Daughter! Daughter!" Langzhi rushed into the yard and couldn't wait to see Su Yuyao.
"Lord Langzhi!" Su'e stopped Langzhi at the door and said with a smile, "You've come back just in time! Miss has woken up, just ate something, and is taking a bath now. Please wait a moment!"
"Great!" Langzhi slapped her thigh and shouted happily, "Daughter! Daughter! Grandpa's back!"
"Langzhi!" Qingyue opened the door and came out, looking at Langzhi with a mixture of surprise and delight. "You actually knew to come back?!"
Langzhi hugged Qingyue tightly, excitedly saying, "You're back! I was so bored!"
"You're so irresponsible!" Qingyue pushed open Kaizhi and said, "Yao'er was asleep the whole time. She woke up a few times to look for you, but you weren't there!"
"Really?" Langzhi asked in surprise, "My daughter contacted me?"
"Yes! She said she was in a lot of pain all over and wanted you to hold her!" Qingyue said with heartache.
"And now? Does it still hurt?" Langzhi felt a little heavy-hearted after hearing this.
Qingyue smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore, and I can eat again!"
“Grandpa Langzhi…” Su Yuyao’s weak voice came from inside the door.
The door opened, and Su Yuyao appeared, her hair simply styled in a bun. She wore a peach-pink, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with a pale yellow, wide-sleeved outer robe. Her complexion was pale but slightly ashen, and her lips, though slightly red, were tinged with a purplish hue. Her once chubby face had become much thinner, and she had lost all her mischievous vitality.
"Daughter..." Langzhi looked at Su Yuyao in front of her, her eyes suddenly welling up with tears, "Are you... feeling better?"
Su Yuyao forced a smile, "Much better... but I still don't have the strength."
Langzhi touched Su Yuyao's thin face, "You need to rest well and eat well so you can have strength! Just tell Grandpa what you want to eat and Grandpa will get it for you!"
"I just had some plain porridge and vegetable soup, and now I don't want to eat anything... and I can't eat anything," Su Yuyao said weakly.
Lang Zhi's lips trembled slightly, and she suddenly snapped at Qing Yue, "Tuan Yue! How did you take care of your daughter?! How could you let her get so thin?!"
"Me?! How could you..." Qingyue was completely bewildered by Langzhi's sudden accusation.
"You come here right now!" Langzhi grabbed Qingyue's wrist, pointed at Qingyue's nose, and said, "I told you before I left! You had to take good care of my daughter! If she got even a little thin, I'd hold you responsible! And now, look at you! You've made her skinny, frail, and emaciated..."
"Huh?" Qingyue was a little confused by what Langzhi said.
"See how I deal with you!" With that, Langzhi pulled Qingyue towards the main room.
"Langzhi! What's wrong with you?!" Qingyue was dragged along by Langzhi, staggering, and was also a little annoyed.
Langzhi pushed open the door with his head down, pulled Qingyue into the room, and turned around to close the door tightly.
"Langzhi! What are you doing?!" Qingyue angrily broke free from Langzhi's hand.
"What are you doing?!" Lang Zhi gripped Qing Yue's wrist tightly, strode to the bedside, and threw Qing Yue onto the bed. "I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
"Langzhi!" Qingyue said, half-lying on the bed with a frown, "Don't you have anything important to do?! Yao'er is still sick!"
"You only care about your daughter?" Lang Zhi pressed down on Qing Yue little by little, reaching inside Qing Yue's clothes, and said breathlessly, "Your daughter's father is still holding back!"
“Langzhi…” Qingyue blushed, “You’re so unserious…”
Langzhi suddenly kissed him...
Bai Er helped Su Yuyao sit on the stone bench in the courtyard. "Miss, Lord Langzhi may have something urgent to tell Her Majesty..."
"I know..." Su Yuyao glanced at Qingyue's room. That bastard never comes back to see me... Ugh... I'd better not come back. What if he gets angry and punishes me? I'm already this badly injured, would he still have the heart to punish me? But... how did I get so badly injured? How could that black stone tablet be so powerful? What exactly is it...? Ugh? If it all explodes, does Xuanfeng know about the stone tablet?
"Yao'er," Fei Hua said, her eyes fixed on Su Yuyao, "how are you?"
"Huh?" Su Yuyao was very surprised. Feihua never cared about other people's feelings. Why was she suddenly concerned about me today?
"Are you still in pain?" Feihua continued to ask.
"Huh?!" Su Yuyao was even more surprised. "Feihua, how did you know I was in pain?"
“I heard you cry out in pain…” Feihua continued to answer.
"Fei-Feihua?!" Su Yuyao grabbed Feihua's hand in surprise and said excitedly, "I don't hurt anymore..."
"Okay." After hearing Su Yuyao's reply, Feihua turned back to look at the sky.
"Bai Er," Su Yuyao said excitedly, "Did you see that? Fei Hua cares about me!"
Bai Er, however, was not happy. "Miss, you..." She glanced at Fei Hua beside her, then leaned close to Su Yuyao's ear and whispered, "What are you so happy about?! It's because the fairy took a group of people to the hot springs that gossip started!"
"Gossip..." Su Yuyao suddenly became curious, "How far has the gossip gone?"
Bai Er said embarrassedly, "They said... they said you and Flying Eagle were in the water..."
"Oh..." Su Yuyao listened casually, recalling the scene of being thrown into the water by Feihua. That clear feeling of suffocation gradually spread to her chest, but strangely, although she felt uncomfortable, she was not afraid.
She calmed the discomfort in her chest, then looked at Feihua, and her guilt seemed to lessen a little.
Feihua, you lost Xuanfeng, you lost your mother, you lost yourself, but which of those losses was because of me? Yet, I almost lost my life because of you…
What do I owe you? How am I supposed to repay you? How long will it take to repay you...?
Feihua slowly turned her head towards Su Yuyao, her empty eyes gradually regaining their light, "Yao'er... I'm sorry..."
After saying that, he turned his head back to look at the sky.
Su Yuyao's expression was unpredictable, her eyes were indifferent, but the burden in her heart was like a piece of ice being illuminated by the sun, slowly disappearing.
She sighed and said, "Feihua, we're even now..."
Feihua looked up at the sky and said with a half-smile, "Alright!"
Su Yuyao gently grasped Feihua's hand, and suddenly, she felt Feihua's hand return her grip.
This slight affirmation brought Su Yuyao to tears instantly. Her efforts hadn't been in vain, her forbearance hadn't been in vain. Although she had always emphasized that she hadn't interfered in Xuanfeng's relationship with Feihua, Feihua's experiences had burdened her with endless guilt, accusations, and infamy. Now... she had finally received forgiveness, and her heart was at peace...
Su Yuyao's vision began to blur, and all the pent-up grievances turned into tears that welled up in her eyes.
"Miss! Why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell again?" Bai Er asked in alarm when she saw Su Yuyao crying so sadly.
Su Yuyao held Feihua's hand tightly and wept uncontrollably.
"Miss!" Bai Er forcefully separated Su Yuyao and Fei Hua's hands, and said indignantly, "You don't need to be angry about the rumors! Lord Xuanfeng and the Empress will naturally uphold justice for you!"
"No... Ah—!" Su Yuyao suddenly burst into tears, startling Lang Zhi and Qing Yue, who were making love in the room.
"Yao'er!" Qingyue pushed Langzhi off her. "Get up! Yao'er is crying!"
Langzhi was engrossed in the activity and couldn't stop, yet she was also anxious to go out and see Su Yuyao. "This child! She's really causing trouble!"
After saying that, he put his arm around Qingyue's waist, and with a forceful movement, flipped Qingyue over and pressed her face down beneath him.
"Langzhi! Let me go! Yao'er is crying!" Qingyue struggled and said.
"Behave yourself!" Langzhi slapped Qingyue's fair buttocks.
"Ah!" Qingyue cried out in pain, involuntarily arching her back.
Langzhi reached out and grabbed Qingyue's waist, pressing his advantage.
Qingyue's voice grew louder and louder, to the point that it affected Su Yuyao's crying.
Su Yuyao stopped crying, wiped away her tears, and looked towards Qingyue's room with Feihua.
Fangchun quickly covered Feihua's ears, and Bai'er hurriedly covered Su Yuyao's ears, but no matter how they covered them, they still clearly heard the whole process of the two of them reaching the peak together.
Fei Hua's expression was blank, seemingly uninterested in the matter, but Su Yuyao was thinking about Xuan Feng. That stinking bastard! When is he coming back?
After finishing, Langzhi hurriedly pulled up his pants and opened the door to check on Su Yuyao, leaving behind Qingyue, who was lying on the bed with her buttocks sticking out, trembling all over, disheveled, and blushing.
"Daughter! Daughter! What's wrong?!" Langzhi ran to Su Yuyao while tying her belt, half-squatting down to look at Su Yuyao's wet and haggard face, and asked with heartache, "Why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I... Ah—! Ah—!" Su Yuyao looked up and cried loudly.
With Su'e's help, Qingyue quickly tidied her clothes and rushed over.
"Yao'er! What's wrong?!" Qingyue pushed Kailangzhi away impatiently, cupped Su Yuyao's face in her hands, and asked softly, "Why are you crying?"
"Your Majesty!" White Ear said indignantly, "It's because of Fairy Flying Flowers..."
“Feihua just took my hand!” Su Yuyao interrupted Bai Er. “Feihua isn’t angry with me anymore! That’s why I cried…”
Langzhi sat on the ground and said in disbelief, "What?! She held your hand... and made you cry?!"
“Okay!” Su Yuyao nodded.
Lang Zhi stood up, tapped Su Yuyao on the head, and said in a high-pitched voice, "You child! You really know how to pick your time to cry!"
After saying that, he took Qingyue's hand and said, "Let's go! One more time!"
Snap!
A slap resounded across Langzhi's face.
Qingyue blushed and glared angrily at Langzhi, "You have no manners! Don't you have any shame! What nonsense are you spouting in front of the children!"
After saying that, he turned around, unsure of where to go, and finally went into the kitchen.
Su Yuyao and Feihua were both frightened by Qingyue's appearance and stared at Langzhi without daring to breathe.
Langzhi rubbed her face, pointed at Qingyue, and whispered, "See? We didn't get enough fun! It's all your fault!"
"Langzhi!" Qingyue roared, "There's no firewood left, and you don't even know how to chop?! You have time to do frivolous things, but no time to do anything worthwhile?!"
"Huh? Oh! I know! Coming! Coming!" Langzhi pointed at Su Yuyao and Feihua, glared at them, and then turned to coax Qingyue.
Su Yuyao covered her mouth and laughed, then winked at Feihua, only to find that Feihua's eyes were filled with loneliness...
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