The summer weather changes suddenly. Just when Hua Qingcheng and her third son Han Yichen were making love, it started to rain heavily outside.
In Baishui Town, in the study of Chengfeng Villa, Si Chengfeng, dressed in a white silk dress, was feeling sad.
"The mountains are vast, the waters are heavy. The wind plays a tune, and the pearl thread breaks the sky. I have no place to rely on for my endless sorrow, and I send my longing to you through the wind and rain."
In front of the desk, Si Chengfeng rolled up his sleeve with his left hand, held a wolf-hair brush in his right hand, and wrote a poem on a piece of high-quality rice paper in a very fluent manner.
In the past half month, it was not that he didn't want to go to Huaqiao Village to see Hua Qingcheng, but an uninvited guest came to his Chengfeng Villa, leaving him with no place to go.
"Brother, look what this is?"
He had heard her voice before he had seen her. Dressed in a red and black outfit, holding a short sword, her long hair tied high with a gold-inlaid jade crown, Feng Qiyan had arrived before she had even arrived, and in a moment she had rushed into his study.
"It's already past midnight. Why aren't you going to bed yet? Children won't grow tall if they don't sleep."
Si Chengfeng looked down at the startled little girl dressed as a man, helplessly rubbing his forehead and rubbing his brows with a headache. For the past ten days, he had been pestered by her every day and couldn't get away. Seeing her here again, Si Chengfeng wanted to throw her back to her adoptive mother and father immediately.
"Feng Qiyan, pack your bags immediately and return to the capital tomorrow!"
"No! I won't! I finally came out to play, I don't want to go back so soon!"
Eight-year-old Feng Qiyan was pouting, her little face flushed red, and she looked at Si Chengfeng, who was almost twice her height, with a righteous look.
"Brother, look what this is?"
It was only then that Si Chengfeng noticed that she was holding a scroll in her left hand, but why did this scroll look more and more familiar the more he looked at it?
“Give it back to me now!”
"No!"
"If you don't give it back to me, I'll tell that little boy you like about how you wet the bed last night!"
How does he know?
Feng Qiyan's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, and the smug expression on her face visibly cracked. What Feng Qiyan didn't know was that since the villa they were in was Si Chengfeng's territory, everything that happened there, big or small, would naturally be visible to him. But after a moment, she quickly regained her composure.
"Then tell me first, who is the beautiful sister in this painting?"
Feng Qiyan raised the scroll in her left hand towards Si Chengfeng, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Si Chengfeng proudly.
"It has nothing to do with you, stay out of your own business!"
This little kid in front of him had taken away the portrait of Hua Qingcheng that he had drawn at some point. Si Chengfeng suddenly felt like hitting the child.
"Hmph! Don't think I'm young and I don't know. The person in this painting must be the woman you like. Si Chengfeng, you're done!"
Feng Qiyan watched her brother's expression change instantly, and she was so happy that she shook her head and said:
"Since ancient times, people have been filled with sorrow and pain, watching the falling flowers in the spring. The flowers follow the flowing water to the end of the world. When the end comes, the dream of the lonely person is gone, and my heart is confused and confused."
"Oh my! Our eldest son Si, tsk tsk tsk, who are you missing?"
"Feng Qiyan, don't force me to use my ultimate move!"
Seeing that this little guy actually read out the words he had written on the painting, Si Chengfeng's cheeks turned red and he became angry and embarrassed.
Feng Qiyan, who was being stared at sinisterly by Si Chengfeng, had an inexplicable ominous premonition in her heart when she heard the words. But before she could think about it, Si Chengfeng had already picked her up with one hand, grabbed one of the "slut's shoes" on her feet, and spanked her on the butt.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
"Si Chengfeng, as long as you agree to let me play here, I won't tell mom and dad that you have a girl you like here."
"make a deal!"
…
Laifeng Kingdom, the General's Mansion east of Kyoto City.
In the ancient flower hall of Qingrong Courtyard, Yu Jingyang, dressed in a royal blue Yanluo robe, was comforting the two sixty-year-old men sitting at the top.
"Mother, Father, news has come back from Fufeng County in Wuyang Prefecture that Yan'er has arrived at Chengfeng's villa. You two elders don't have to worry."
Yu Jingyang was also troubled by his daughter's unruly behavior. Fortunately, this time Feng Qiyan ran away from home with her guards and only went to Si Chengfeng's place. With this adopted son around, he could feel a little relieved.
Hearing his son-in-law's words, the old man Mulanjin couldn't help but worry about his granddaughter: "That being said, Qiyan is still young after all..."
"My daughter has great ambitions, so she should gain more experience while she's still young. It wouldn't be a bad idea to let her go out and have a look around, so she doesn't have to stay in the house all day and cause trouble."
The old general Feng Jingyun, with his black hair already gray, is wearing a palace dress of flowing colorful brocade with dark patterns. Although he is already in his sixties, he is still energetic and full of vigor, without losing the majesty and momentum that he once had when he was a powerful figure on the battlefield.
"When I went to the battlefield, I wasn't much older than Qi Yan. Don't worry, she won't get lost!"
"But old lady, Qiyan is only eight years old!"
"Hmph! A descendant of a great general, a tiger mother will have a dog daughter. Look, Cai Lan has now inherited my mantle and become the awe-inspiring general of my Laifeng nation. Her daughter, of course, will be no worse than me!"
"But……"
"No buts, besides, Feng'er is watching over there, nothing will happen, old man, you are just worrying for nothing!"
…
Feng Qiyan, who was missed by her father and grandfather thousands of miles away, was like a bird that had flown out of a cage, living a carefree life in Si Chengfeng's villa. Although she had received a beating on her butt, she was very satisfied with the freedom she had gained.
Previously, Si Chengfeng was worried that this little loudspeaker who came to his villa would tell everyone in the capital about his affairs. Now that he had reached a deal with her, Si Chengfeng felt relieved.
In the past, every time he returned to the capital, his adoptive mother, adoptive father, old general and old man would care about his major life events and try to arrange for a noble lady of equal status to meet him, but he rejected them all.
In Si Chengfeng's heart, he longed for the simple happiness of a life together rather than marrying into a wealthy family and living a life of intrigue. Unfortunately, when he met the woman who touched his heart, she had already had four husbands. He could only blame fate for not letting him be the first man to meet her. Otherwise, perhaps...
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