No matter how long the night is, there will eventually be the moment when dawn breaks.
Yu Haotian, who always fell asleep instantly, rarely experienced insomnia.
However, in the guest room, no matter who went to bed late or stayed up all night, they would eventually fall into a deep sleep due to the onset of sleepiness.
On the fourth day of September, when the first ray of morning sunlight shone into the bamboo house of Yiranju, Yu Haotian, who had originally planned to leave overnight, was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.
"Xiao Qingcheng, why don't you get some more sleep?"
At 2:15 AM, Hua Qingcheng in the main room of Xuanbao Pavilion was about to get up, but Han Yichen hugged her from behind, resting his head on her shoulder and whispering softly.
"Achen, I'll go see Young Master Feng, and then bring Li Ge and the others over." Hua Qingcheng said helplessly while holding Han Yichen's hand.
God knows how hard it was for her to endure last night! This evildoer ignited her desire, but didn't take the responsibility to put it out. Now he's here to seduce her again this early in the morning!
"Xiao Qingcheng, then I'll go with you." Han Yichen, who was holding Hua Qingcheng, said in her ear with great resentment.
"Achen, aren't you having your period? You should lie in bed and rest for a while." Hua Qingcheng thought that a man should feel sleepy and tired during his period just like a woman does, so she gave a considerate suggestion.
Seeing this woman bringing up all sorts of issues, Han Yichen's heart broke down and he wailed: His little Qingqing and little Xiaochen! They were so ruthlessly pushed away by the sudden onset of menstruation...
It seems that next time he has to calculate the date carefully before taking action to avoid another mistake like last night.
"I can't sleep without you."
Han Yichen whispered softly into Hua Qingcheng's ear, his breath as sweet as orchids, and he acted coquettishly. Even if he couldn't do anything, just holding Hua Qingcheng quietly like this, Han Yichen felt satisfied in his heart. It was better than being alone in an empty room, right?
"Oh well."
Hua Qingcheng couldn't bear to hurt her husband's feelings and could only let Han Yichen hold her in his arms and continue to be affectionate in bed for nearly an hour.
However, in their main room, the husband and wife were loving and harmonious, but in the guest room, Xuan Wu and the two servants who were ordered to take care of Feng Lingyan were in chaos.
Feng Lingyan, who was coaxed to sleep by Hua Qingcheng last night, woke up this morning and found her daughter was missing. She was making a fuss and wanted to climb down from the bed to find Hua Qingcheng.
"Master Feng, it's only four quarters past midnight, and the young master and Miss Qingcheng haven't gotten up yet. How about... you take a break?" Xuan Wu cried silently. He had thought he was a good-tempered man, but who would have thought that appearances were not to be judged, and he turned out to be quite stubborn.
It wasn't Feng Lingyan's fault. After all, for the past sixteen years, he had survived in the valley beneath the cold pool at the bottom of the cliff, relying on the belief that he would one day be reunited with his daughter. When this obsession became a reality, he was temporarily unable to adapt to the sudden father-daughter relationship, and instinctively wanted to grasp the light that finally illuminated his life.
"Alright... that's fine."
When she thought about her daughter who was now in her prime and had a handsome husband, Feng Lingyan, who had been through a lot, couldn't help but blush at her own recklessness just now.
His daughter was no longer a baby in swaddling clothes who needed him to coax her, but a woman who could already have children and raise them with her husband.
Feng Lingyan felt a mixture of joy and loss. On the one hand, she was pleased with her daughter's excellence, and on the other hand, she felt sad that she had missed out on accompanying her daughter as she grew up. These complex ups and downs of emotions tore through Feng Lingyan's heart.
"Dad, why don't you get some more sleep?"
Si Chengfeng, who lived next door to Feng Lingyan, got up and came over to check after hearing the noise.
"I... probably am used to my bed and can't sleep." Feng Lingyan, who was suddenly called "Dad" by Si Chengfeng, could only suppress her excitement and find a random excuse to hide her inner nervousness.
The scene he had long dreamed of had now truly occurred, and Feng Lingyan was momentarily at a loss for words. Back then, after giving birth to his daughter, he'd fainted after only a fleeting glimpse. Who could have imagined that when he saw her again, she'd already been pregnant? The thought of meeting the doctor who had pregnant his daughter today filled Feng Lingyan's heart with anticipation.
"Dad, let me help you urinate."
When Feng Lingyan was deeply moved and her thoughts were wandering, she was suddenly brought back to her senses by a word that Si Chengfeng blurted out.
"No... no need. I... I'm not in a hurry."
Although Feng Lingyan told himself in his heart that this was the son of his old friend, the husband of his daughter, and also his concubine, not an outsider, and it would not be a big deal for him to serve him, Feng Lingyan still could not get over the hurdle in his heart.
For the sixteen years he had lived in the deep valley beneath the cold pond of Wangqing Cliff, it had been Long Yitian, his close friend, who had cared for him every day. Now that he had recognized his daughter, it made no sense for him to continue caring for him. However, Feng Lingyan felt bad for having someone to wait on him, even after meeting Xifu. However, this was a problem he had to face.
Feng Lingyan felt a sudden sense of loss when she thought that she could do nothing for her daughter and had to burden her daughter and husband to take care of him, a paralyzed man.
"Let me do it. Xiaowu, you are delicate and weak, and you look like a frail willow. You are not suitable for this kind of physical work." After entering the room, Situ Ye waved his hand, signaling Xuan Wu and the two servants to go out first.
Although Feng Lingyan, as the eldest son of the General's Mansion, had been accustomed to being served since childhood, not to mention that he was once the heir of a kingdom, he naturally had no shortage of people to serve him. However, precisely because he had experienced great ups and downs, Feng Lingyan's current state of mind was probably different.
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