"Uncle Chen, where are we going?"
A luxurious carriage, carrying a man in gorgeous clothes and extraordinary appearance, and a frail boy, was rumbling on the northern outskirts of the capital of Laifeng Kingdom.
"Of course we're going to Baiyun Temple to burn incense and pray for our Si family." Nangong Chen glanced at the boy sitting next to him and said sarcastically.
"Baiyun Temple?"
"But... Uncle Chen, this is not the way to Baiyun Temple in the west of the city!"
Eight-year-old Si Lingfeng gently lifted the carriage curtain behind him and looked at the increasingly unfamiliar place outside, his little face changing color slightly.
"What do you know? This is a shortcut!"
"Besides, I've told you so many times that you should call me father! Don't ever..."
"Forget it, there is no future..."
Nangong Chen, who was originally furious and poking Si Lingfeng's forehead with his finger, raised the corner of his lips slightly when he thought about what would happen next. He stopped his hand out of kindness and no longer cared about what Si Lingfeng called him.
Nangong Chen was Si Tianyu's commoner husband after three matchmakers and six betrothals, but her original wife, Si Lingfeng's father Meng Lishi, died on their wedding night.
Although Si Lingfeng was only five years old at the time and was very weak due to a cold, he was very stubborn. Even when Si Tianyu ordered the housekeeper to punish him, he refused to call Nangong Chen "father". In order to show his magnanimity and tolerance, Nangong Chen pretended to defend Si Lingfeng, saying that he would treat him as his own son and would not care about his name.
However, behind the scenes, Nangong Chen was constantly making things difficult for Si Lingyun, scolding him, and harassing him. Especially when Si Lingfeng was suffering from a cold, Nangong Chen would have his clothes and bedding refrigerated, and would also have his servants feed him cold food, making the sick Si Lingfeng even more miserable.
Although Si Lingfeng was still young, he was well aware of his stepfather's double-faced nature. Even if he told others about Nangong Chen's abuse, no one would believe him. Instead, they would think he was ignorant and deliberately lying to frame his stepfather. Therefore, in the three years after Meng Lishi's death, Si Lingfeng could only silently endure Nangong Chen's bullying.
"Ouch~"
"You... who are you?"
The carriage that was originally moving was suddenly stopped. The driver looked at the group of women dressed like bandits who were surrounding them in horror.
"I planted this tree, I built this road. If you want to pass through here, you have to pay me money!"
The buyer offered a generous reward. Wearing a black eye patch and holding a broadsword, Die Fei followed the buyer's instructions and diligently acted out the image of a savage bandit leader.
"How dare you! Do you know whose carriage this is? This is the Si family's carriage. Even the current emperor..."
"Swish~"
The driver could not finish his words because Die Fei slashed his neck with a knife and he could never say them again.
"You...what do you want to do?"
The moment the carriage curtain was lifted, what caught Die Fei's eyes was a scene of a handsome man protecting his weak son in panic.
“Yoho!”
"This boy is really good-looking, he'd be perfect as a child husband for my San Ya. Come on, come on!"
"Yes, Boss!"
Then, Die Fei's men symbolically patted Nangong Chen on the head, and after he "fainted", they carried Si Lingfeng away from the carriage.
"Let me go! Let me go! Who are you and what do you want?"
Eight-year-old Si Lingfeng was carried directly on the shoulders. He struggled desperately and kept hitting the person holding him.
After a while, Si Lingfeng was taken to a cave on the northern outskirts of the city.
"Boss, the buyer asked us to humiliate this kid before killing him. Although he looks good, he is too young and hasn't grown up yet!" One of Die Fei's men said in embarrassment.
"Well..."
Die Fei rubbed her chin, and suddenly an idea came to her.
"Got it! With his appearance, we can throw him to a men's brothel. There are many playboys who like to play with him. Let him play with them for a few days, and then we can kill him. That way, we will have completed our mission."
"Boss is indeed wise!"
"Yes, Boss is wise!"
…
Die Fei's subordinates all echoed and flattered her.
"If you want money, I can give it to you as long as you let me go. I have a lot of money, definitely more than the people who hired you to kill me." Although he was in deep danger, Si Lingfeng still forced himself to calm down and pretended to be calm.
“Hehehe…”
"I take money from others and help them get rid of their troubles. Although I, Die Fei, am not a good person, there are also moral principles for thieves. Naturally, I will not do something that takes advantage of both sides."
"Tsk tsk tsk... What a pity! Judging from the way you look, if you were a few years older, I might really not be willing to kill you!" Die Fei patted Si Lingfeng's little face and smiled wickedly.
"Ouch! My stomach hurts so much! That Nangong Chen is so vicious. He fed me leftover food. I need to go to the bathroom now!" Si Lingfeng suddenly covered his stomach with his hands, looking as if he would immediately put the contents of his trouser pockets in pain.
"Don't try to play tricks, you little brat!"
"People have three urgent needs, and I can't control this! If you don't believe me, I can just bring it back to you after I'm done."
Die Fei, who was roasting game in the cave, suddenly lost her appetite.
"What a trouble! Dieyu, take him out and keep a close eye on him."
"Yes, Boss."
After a while, Si Lingfeng was taken by Die Yu to a bush not far from the cave.
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