Chapter 134 [VIP] Lifesaver (Ending)
Xiao Feihe stared at the time "noon" written on the note. He subconsciously looked up at the sun. His brows instantly tightened and a trace of anxiety appeared in his eyes. It was almost noon now.
Not to mention, it takes at least half an hour to get to the ruined temple in the southwest corner outside the city. It's so short, what if we go too late and Yanyan is in danger?
He really couldn't, couldn't bear this result!
Xiao Feihe's face was gloomy. He found that he had no time to look for other people, so he grabbed a little beggar and stuffed a piece of silver into his hand. Then he told him to go to Jin Mansion on Nanchang Street to find Lord Jin and ask him to come to the southwest corner outside the city to rescue the people.
After saying this, Xiao Feihe didn't even have time to wait for the little beggar to react. He turned around and went to the nearest carriage shop to ask for a carriage and then prepared three thousand taels of silver notes, and hurriedly rushed to the ruined temple outside the city.
Xiao Feihe was really uneasy at the moment, and felt more panicked than ever before. He was afraid that Yanyan would be frightened, and he didn't dare to risk Yanyan's life, so he didn't bring anyone with him.
Since the man said that he came alone and was asking for money, he should just give him the money. As long as he doesn't hurt Yanyan, it doesn't matter how much money he wants.
As Xiao Feihe thought this, his fingers clenched tighter instantly, and he whipped the horsewhip hard.
The horse neighed in pain, then spread its hooves and ran away at full speed, and its speed instantly became several times faster than that of an ordinary carriage.
Xiao Feihe drove the carriage alone and quickly rushed out of the city gate. Half an hour later, he finally arrived at the gate of the ruined temple in the southwest corner outside the city.
When I saw the environment here, my heart suddenly tensed up. This place is remote and desolate, with weeds and cobwebs everywhere. Even beggars are too lazy to come here. Who on earth would want to kidnap Yanyan?
Was it because of him? Did he offend some enemy recently? If so, why didn't I have any recollection of it?
And why didn't this person dare to come to him directly? Why didn't he dare to retaliate against him directly? Did he dare to arrest Yanyan because he had seen Yanyan before and therefore knew her?
Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Feihe instantly reviewed his recent whereabouts from beginning to end in his mind. But no matter how he thought about it or how he analyzed it, he just couldn't figure out who had such a deep hatred for him?
After arriving at the ruined temple, Xiao Feihe pulled the reins hard, and the carriage stopped instantly. He jumped off the carriage and rushed into the ruined temple almost subconsciously.
Xiao Feihe was breathing fast after a series of intense exercises while driving. Sweat broke out on his forehead and even the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat. He took a few deep breaths and then shouted loudly to the surroundings,
"I'm here. Where are the people? Didn't you want a carriage and banknotes? I brought them all. Not a single one of the three thousand taels of banknotes was missing. Where did you take Yanyan?"
As he said this, he instantly took out all the banknotes that were stuffed in his chest, and the brand new banknotes rustled as he waved them in his hands.
Xiao Feihe clenched his fingers tightly and searched every corner of the ruined temple, fearing that he would see some bad scene.
Suddenly there was a "crack" sound and a noise came from behind, like the sound of tiles being stepped on, and then a faint groan was heard.
Xiao Feihe immediately turned around and saw the figure with a dagger at his throat slowly walking out from behind the dilapidated Buddha statue.
Her hands were tied up with cloth strips so she couldn't struggle. Her hair was disheveled, her face was unusually pale, and she looked at him with slightly red eyes, full of fear and anxiety.
The moment she saw him, her eyes were filled with mist uncontrollably, and then her lips moved as she softly called out his name, "Xiao Feihe..."
Xiao Feihe only felt that at that moment, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a huge hand, making even his breathing become short.
Especially when he heard the voice, Xiao Feihe almost subconsciously rushed forward, and then nervously called her name, "Yanyan, don't be afraid..."
Before she could finish her words, she heard the man holding Yanyan from behind suddenly shout:
"Stop, don't come over here!"
"Otherwise, my dagger has no eyes."
The man had a fierce and sinister look in his eyes, spoke threatening words, and unceremoniously pressed the dagger in his hand against the slender neck.
Because the dagger was too sharp, a bloody mark was instantly left on Yanyan's neck.
Tiny beads of blood continuously oozed out from the wound, instantly dyeing the fair skin red.
Xiao Feihe's pupils contracted and he stopped walking instantly. He subconsciously reached out his hand to comfort the man, "Don't be impulsive, calm down, I won't go over, don't hurt her! I have done everything you asked, don't you want the banknotes and the carriage? I have prepared everything, and now I am here alone. If I give you the banknotes, can you let her go?"
The man suddenly burst into laughter after hearing this. After he finished laughing, his eyes became more ferocious. "Let him go? That's not that easy! Master Xiao, you really are a forgetful person. Don't you remember me?"
As the man said this, he suddenly reached out and tore off the beard on his face, revealing the familiar square face underneath. Xiao Feihe's eyes paused, and his gaze fell on the pair of honest and simple eyebrows. His eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered that it was the square-faced monk who exposed the secret passage and the stall owner who was selling wooden Buddhas in front of the stall just now. It turned out to be this person.
How dare he arrest someone right under his nose? He deserves death! Xiao Feihe was angry at his own carelessness.
This person was the square-faced monk who had chased him and Yanyan in the secret passage of Jile Temple before, but failed to catch them and was subdued by them instead.
He still remembered that he had tied the man up tightly with a hemp rope and thrown him into the secret passage. He had originally intended to kill the bandits and take him away, but later he didn't know how the man escaped from the secret passage.
Xiao Feihe finally understood that it was this person. Murderous intent flashed in his eyes for a moment, but when he saw the bloodstain on Yanyan's neck, he suppressed his anger and stared at the person in front of him with eyes as deep as an ancient well.
"Tell me, what else do you want? As long as you don't hurt her, I can satisfy you with whatever you want."
If I had known, I should have killed him directly. I didn't expect that not only would I wipe out the remaining bandits, but this guy would actually dare to take the opportunity to retaliate. Damn it!
The square-faced monk laughed again when he heard this, and then stopped laughing. He turned around and stared at the man gloomily, "Prince Xiao stabbed me twice in the secret passage, but not only did I not die, I was lucky enough to escape."
The monk's voice became sinister and murderous. "Then I told myself that I must avenge this. Now I finally have this opportunity. I have been thinking about it for a long time. How can I let him go so easily? No matter what happens today, I will take revenge!"
Xiao Feihe's face darkened after hearing this. He clenched his fists tightly and stared at the man. "What do you want? If you want revenge, just come to me. I was the one who hurt you. What's your ability to bully a powerless woman now?"
The monk laughed loudly, revealing his banditry. "Yes, you are right. I want to seek revenge on you, but I can't beat you, and my status is not as noble as yours. Now I am even more miserable and wanted everywhere. Even if I die, it will be in vain."
"But this woman is your dearest. I can't beat you, but can't I kill her to bury her with me? Isn't this kind of revenge more satisfying than just killing you?"
As he spoke, he pushed the dagger forward again. Nan Yan's face turned even paler instantly, with a frown and a painful expression on her face.
Xiao Feihe took a step forward subconsciously. He clenched his fists tightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes did not subside. "What do you want?"
When the monk heard this, his expression instantly became more ferocious. He threw a dagger from his arms and said fiercely, "I want you to return the same stabs you gave me today. Otherwise, I will directly stab your sweetheart. This choice is not difficult for you, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Yan in front of him subconsciously shouted, "No..."
Her face was unusually pale, and tears had already welled up in her eyes. She was clearly trembling with fear, but she still stared at him calmly, and shouted to him in a trembling voice,
"I don't want you to save me, get out of here, get away from me!"
"Who cares if you come to save me in a hypocritical manner? Do you think I will forgive you for what you did if you do this? I will never forgive you again in my life. Even if you save me with your own life, I will never forgive you again. So, get out of here! Do you hear me?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feihe couldn't help but lower his head and laughed. His Yanyan was so stupid. Every time she said such hypocritical words, it meant that she was no longer in her heart. She actually wanted to forgive him a long time ago. He knew it all. She was just hard on the outside but soft on the inside. She asked him to get out angry just because she didn't want him to get hurt.
His eyes fell on the face full of fear and uneasiness. She looked at him closely, afraid that he would do something excessive.
Xiao Feihe looked at her seriously for a while, then turned his gaze to the man behind her and asked coldly, "If I take action, will you let him go?"
The monk's eyes were fierce, but also showed a bit of heroism, "As long as you dare to make a move, I promise not to hurt your beautiful sweetheart, but if you dare to play tricks on me, I will hit her face with this knife."
As he spoke, the dagger moved forward again. Nan Yan's brows instantly frowned, and a look of pain appeared on her face.
But when she saw the man in front of her actually picked up the dagger from the ground, the look in her eyes suddenly became panic-stricken.
She almost subconsciously wanted to rush over, but the person behind her held her shoulders tightly and she couldn't move. In the end, she could only shout at him anxiously, "You dare? Xiao Feihe, did you hear what I said? If you dare to mess around, I will never forgive you in my life."
Xiao Feihe suddenly smiled at her and said in a low voice, "I heard you. I always remember what you said. Didn't you want me to die before? I said that I would do anything you asked me to do."
As soon as he finished speaking, he really pulled out the dagger and stabbed it into the chest without hesitation, followed by a heavy "groan".
Nan Yan's eyes widened in disbelief, as if she was frightened.
Then my eyes turned red uncontrollably.
Her tears kept falling like beads from a broken string. She shook her head and cried to him, her voice choking and hoarse. "Are you stupid? Who wants you to save me? Who cares about you saving me? Get out of here now. I don't want to see you anymore. I never want to see you again."
Xiao Feihe's face turned pale in an instant.
Because of the pain, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously. He stared at Nan Yan without blinking, and it took him a while to recover from the extreme pain.
Xiao Feihe looked at Nan Yan's face soothingly. His lips, which had completely lost all color, trembled slightly and moved. Then he uttered a few words and said, "Don't be afraid. I was born with...thick skin. At most, I'll just lose some blood. I'll be fine."
After he finished speaking, the monk behind him had a gleam of light in his eyes. He didn't expect that this man was such a romantic man. Very good, it seems that he made the right choice this time.
But there is still one more knife!
When the man died, he would take the daughter of this rich family with him and flee to the ends of the earth. No matter whether he enjoyed the money himself or sold it, he would live a life like a god from then on. He would no longer have to work hard to carve those rotten woods, which were worth only a few dollars and were exhausting. Such a life was simply too boring. As long as he had these banknotes and a carriage, he could quickly go to another place, hide his identity again, and start over.
Thinking of this, the monk's eyes even showed some excitement, and he wished that the man would die quickly.
But he knew that the prince's martial arts were not bad. If he had not held this woman hostage in advance, even if the prince was stabbed, he might not be a match for this man.
Now that he was injured, his momentum was obviously much weaker, and the monk became much braver, and subconsciously urged him,
"Hurry up, hurry up, there is one more knife, hurry up!"
"If you don't want your beautiful sweetheart to get hurt, act now."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feihe's brows were tightly knitted together, and he seemed to be in so much pain that even his eyes dimmed, and there was no trace of blood on his lips.
He pursed his lips, gripped the dagger tightly, and then pulled it out. His face turned even paler in an instant. At the moment the dagger was pulled out, the flesh on the wound turned inside out, and the bright red blood soaked the surrounding clothes in an instant.
Xiao Feihe pretended to cough weakly a few times, and as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he accidentally fell to his knees. He was looking for an opportunity to take action.
But the man hiding behind Yanyan stared at him closely, and if he felt something was wrong, he would strangle Yanyan's neck tightly, and kept urging him to stand up quickly.
The sticky and wet blood flowed down the handle of the dagger, making it difficult for him to hold it. Xiao Feihe clenched his fingers, raised his palm, and was about to stab himself again.
But unexpectedly, at this moment, something strange happened.
"don't want!"
People will subconsciously stop their actions when they hear noise. When Xiao Feihe heard the shouting, he stopped.
He subconsciously looked up and saw that Yanyan, whose hands had been tied, had untied the cloth strips at some point. She turned around, pulled out a hairpin from her head, and stabbed the man behind her in the neck with it. Blood splattered, and the monk was caught off guard and was stabbed right in the neck. His face was distorted with pain, but unfortunately he was not stabbed to death.
This was also what completely angered the person behind him.
The monk originally wanted to spare the woman's life, but the severe pain in his neck frightened him and he was so angry that he lost his mind. At the critical moment, he raised his hand and stabbed Nan Yan's heart with a knife, without mercy!
At that moment, Xiao Feihe's eyes were bloodshot.
"Yan Yan!"
He was so frightened that he almost stopped. He rushed towards the two men with almost all his strength, then stabbed the monk's throat with a knife. He heard the sound of blood gushing out of the man's throat.
Still not satisfied, he stabbed deeper, wishing he could just cut his throat open, create a huge uproar inside, and cut the man's heart into pieces!
But no matter how fierce and cruel he was, he was still one step too late.
He watched helplessly as the dagger pierced into Yanyan's chest, and watched as her entire body seemed to lose all strength in an instant, and she became dizzy and fell backwards softly.
Xiao Feihe was completely panicked this time. His face lost all color and he felt as if he had been hit hard. At that moment, he felt as if there was a big hole in his chest. An extreme pain instantly spread from his limbs to every part of his body.
"Yanyan, Yanyan, how are you..."
"What's wrong with you? Does it hurt? Is it very painful?"
"I'll go find a doctor. I'll take you to see a doctor. No, no, no, you'll be fine!"
He was going crazy, he was really going crazy, his eyes were red, and his whole body flew in front of Nan Yan. He used both hands to firmly catch Nan Yan who was falling backwards, and then he pushed her into his arms, begging in panic and anxiety,
"No, no, please, don't..."
Xiao Feihe's chest heaved violently. Looking at the wound on her chest that was bleeding, the tears in his eyes suddenly burst out and dripped onto her face one by one.
"You'll be fine. I won't let anything happen to you."
As he spoke, he touched her face again, rubbing all the blood on his hands onto her face. He stretched out his hand but did not dare to touch her wound. "What should I do? How can I stop the bleeding? Why can't I stop the bleeding? Why can't I stop the bleeding?"
At this moment, Xiao Feihe's emotions had completely collapsed and he didn't know what to do. He was at a loss and didn't dare to touch her wound, for fear that he would accidentally break her. In the end, he could only carefully hold her soft and weak fingers, "Why? Why are you so impulsive?"
"Didn't I tell you that I'm not afraid of pain, I'll just bleed a little. Why... why did you rush over? Don't you know that I'll be hurt and scared?"
Xiao Feihe cried anxiously, and endless regret and fear almost overwhelmed him. His heart ached so much that he couldn't speak. He wished that the knife had stabbed himself, but why, why didn't it stab him?
Nan Yan coughed a few times. The pain in her chest was not felt that much due to the shielding of the system, but she could still feel the vitality in her body draining away quickly.
She swallowed a mouthful of blood and then looked up at him. Her gaze fell on the man's red eyes from crying. She subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch his face, but her fingers fell from mid-air due to weakness, and were grasped by Xiao Feihe, who then pressed them tightly against her cheek.
"What, what do you want to say?" Xiao Feihe saw her mumbling something as if she wanted to say something, so he asked subconsciously.
Nan Yan opened her lips, tears welled up in her eyes, and tears flowed out of her eyes unconsciously.
"How could you be so stupid? How could you... listen to that person? He obviously wanted to kill you. How could you... actually hurt yourself?"
Her fingers gently touched his eyebrows, her voice intermittent and increasingly weak, "What I said that day was all said in anger. I was... very angry that you lied to me, but... I didn't really want you to die."
After she said this, a fishy smell seemed to surge out of her throat uncontrollably. When she was about to speak again, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. She opened her mouth and a stream of bright red blood instantly gushed out of it.
Xiao Feihe was so scared that he was shaking all over. He subconsciously reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. He responded with a broken heart and choked with sobs, "I know, I know, I know that what you said was just angry words. My Yanyan is the softest-hearted. She is hard-mouthed but soft-hearted, and she likes to say one thing and mean another. She never bears grudges. If someone bullies her, she will feel sad for a while and then get better on her own. I know you never wanted me to die. It's me, it's me. It's all my fault. I didn't protect you well. I have always implicated you!"
He held her face carefully, coaxing her in an extremely gentle tone, "Alright, stop talking, stop talking, okay? Yanyan, save your strength, I'll take you to see a doctor, I'll find someone to save you now, don't be afraid, it's okay, you will be fine..."
As he spoke, he wanted to pick up the person, but he stumbled suddenly because of the wounds on his body. His feet were unstable and he almost dropped the person in his arms.
Xiao Feihe was so frightened that he quickly and carefully protected her head and held her in his arms, tears flowing uncontrollably.
Nan Yan coughed a few times, then reached out and gently pulled his sleeve, "Can you please let me finish?"
She leaned her head against his chest, her face becoming paler. "I feel a little tired now. I'm afraid I'll fall asleep and never wake up again. I still have a lot to tell you..."
Xiao Feihe stopped immediately after hearing this, and held her in his arms, coaxing her, "Tell me, tell me everything you want to say, and don't fall asleep, okay? Yanyan, please don't fall asleep."
Nan Yan raised her eyes and stared at him. Suddenly, she couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on her face. It was so faint that even the smile seemed a little weak. She asked him, "Well, I won't sleep. Do you still remember? When we first met, at the market, you accidentally broke my sugar man, and I asked you to pay for it, and then I cheated you out of a silver ingot..."
Xiao Feihe's eyes became more and more sour after hearing this. He held her hand tightly and put it against his face, rubbing it gently and replied, "I remember, I remember, I was so rude as a young man with poor eyesight. My first reaction after bumping into such a bright and beautiful lady was not to apologize. I really deserved it."
Nan Yan pursed her lips, which looked even paler due to excessive blood loss. "Yeah, your eyesight is really not good enough. How could you not even take a second look at such a beautiful girl like me? You even broke my candy man. But fortunately, when you came to see me later, you gave me another candy man. I like it very much."
What she was talking about was that later, when Xiao Feihe deliberately approached her and used the sugar man as an excuse to take her out to play. It was also from that day that she slowly fell in love with him.
Xiao Feihe stared at her without blinking, and felt more and more distressed after hearing these words.
Nan Yan suddenly showed a somewhat aggrieved look in her eyes, and said to him, "You may not know, that candy man is my favorite. I kept it in the box and couldn't bear to eat it. In the end, it melted."
Xiao Feihe kissed her forehead with a look of tears and laughter and said, "I'll buy it for you. I'll buy it for you again in the future, okay? Buy you an identical one, made in my image."
Nan Yan rested her cheek on his chest, but shook her head gently when she heard this, "No, no, no matter how similar it is, it's not the original one I want."
Her voice was low and weaker, and it seemed that she almost lost the strength to bend her fingers.
"Xiao Feihe, you must remember what I said..."
"If you ever fall in love with another girl again, don't lie to her again, especially about love. Otherwise, she will be as sad as I am."
Xiao Feihe listened and felt a pain in his chest, as if someone was pulling him tightly and twisting him back and forth. It hurt so much that he almost stopped breathing. "No..."
Don't say such things. No one else can say such things except her.
He doesn't want to fall in love with other women. How could he fall in love with other women?
She is the only one in his life, the only girl he has ever truly loved from beginning to end.
Nan Yan opened her mouth, feeling the tears falling on her face. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she tried to say the last few words to him, "You are also considered to be a half-son-in-law of our Li family. In the future, please help me take care of my parents more, okay?"
Xiao Feihe nodded vigorously, tears welling up in his eyes. He really felt like he was going crazy because he agreed to everything she said.
"I promise, I promise you, I will agree to anything you ask, please, don't die..."
Nan Yan hummed softly, and then thought of something, "Also, please help me to say sorry to Jin and Jin Nili."
"I shouldn't have used him... to piss you off."
After she finished speaking, she spat out another mouthful of blood, then tried hard to open her eyes, wanting to take one last look at him, as if to engrave that look deeply into her heart. She touched his face weakly with her fingers, as if trying to wipe away his tears, but she finally gave way halfway through.
Her eyes finally closed.
Outside the leaves were rustling and falling.
I could only hear a faint whisper, which became even fainter amidst the sudden gust of wind.
"Don't forget me so quickly..."
At that moment, Xiao Feihe felt as if he had been hit hard. He was in so much pain that he wished he was dead. His tears completely dried up. He howled in despair, "No, no..."
"Please don't do this to me, Yanyan!"
"Wake up, please get up, please? Please, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please don't scare me, please get up and look at me, please, please."
"Why? Why are you doing this to me? I'm the one who did something wrong, why are you punishing her?"
Xiao Feihe hugged the person who no longer responded tightly in his arms, so tightly that his heart ached, "How could I like someone else? How could I forget you? Yanyan, I'm sorry, can you please get up? Get up and look at me again..."
"Please, can you please get up? Get up and teach me a lesson. Beat me. It's all my fault for not protecting you."
"Yanyan, stop scaring me..."
Xiao Feihe found it hard to believe at first and refused to accept that the man in his arms had left him like this.
He kept calling her and begging her, but no matter how he shouted, the person in his arms never responded.
Even as time passed, the temperature of her body slowly cooled down, until finally, her fingers became so stiff that she could no longer bend them.
Suddenly, cries of despair and collapse were heard in the ruined temple.
I don’t know how long I cried. By the end, my voice was hoarse and my throat felt as if it had been cut by a knife. I could only make some dry sounds with difficulty.
Xiao Feihe's heart seemed to have been numbed by the pain, and he was in a daze, as if he could not hear or see anything. The only thing in his eyes was the sleeping person in his arms.
Finally, when he noticed that her body was getting colder and colder, Xiao Feihe subconsciously took off his coat and then carefully wrapped it around his beloved, perhaps because he realized that no matter how he called her, she didn't respond.
Xiao Feihe finally gave up hope. He picked up the sleeping person in his arms, kissed her forehead gently, then stood up shakily on his numb legs and slowly walked outside.
He wanted to carry her home and take her home to sleep. It was too cold outside and she could easily catch a cold. She had just recovered from her illness, so how could she stay outside in the wind?
Xiao Feihe staggered back in the direction he came from, holding the person in his arms tightly.
As he walked back, he kept talking to her about recent events. His expression was gentle and patient, and he did not feel tired. He described everything in great detail.
"Are you tired? Well, I know you must be tired even without you saying anything. So go to sleep for a while, and I'll wake you up when we get home. I'll make you something delicious when we get home..."
"You may not know this, but I still have many cooking skills that I haven't used yet. I'll cook them all for you when we get home, okay? Well, if you don't say anything, I'll take that as your consent."
Xiao Feihe waited for a while, but didn't hear any response, so he replied to himself.
"Speaking of delicious food, I suddenly remembered."
"Do you remember the time when we went to the suburbs to race horses and stole other people's sweet potatoes? You may not know that I ran into that old man at the market a while ago. He was an acquaintance of ours. When he heard that we were getting married, he sent us a basket of fresh sweet potatoes. Alas, this old man is such a kind person. It's a pity that I haven't had time to tell you about this."
"That day, the old man told me with a smile that your wife loves to eat this the most and she always liked to visit our vegetable garden in the past. I don't have anything to give you, so I just gave you a basket of sweet potatoes as a congratulations. But, you two are adults who are going to get married, so you can't steal the sweet potatoes from my vegetable garden anymore in the future, otherwise you will teach your children bad lessons..."
Xiao Feihe couldn't help laughing when he said this, letting the tears flow down his face, laughing more and more happily, "Hehe, this prince was so happy at that time, I bought all his sweet potatoes with a wave of my hand. Who told him to say that we have a child? He even boasted that our future child will definitely be very naughty."
"Well, that's natural. My daughter's temperament must be like her mother's, like a little monkey. Well, that's not right. She should be more noisy than her mother. From childhood to adulthood, she has climbed trees in the mountains to dig out bird nests, and went to the river to catch fish and shrimps. There is nothing that our precious daughter dares not do. She even dared to poke the wasp nest on the tree. In the end, she was stung by the bees and her head was covered with lumps. Haha, isn't it funny? Because her father was stung in the same way when he was a child."
As Xiao Feihe spoke, he frowned again, and suddenly a look of worry appeared in his eyes.
"But, our daughter is so noisy that her mother is worried. Her mother is always worried that she won't be able to get married when she grows up. So every time she comes back from playing outside covered in mud, you get furious."
"But, every wrong has its perpetrator. You didn't beat the daughter, but her father. Who made her father the least powerful person in the whole mansion? There is no other way. I can only be aggrieved and obediently turn my ears over to the lady, and let the lady pinch it hard. When the lady is satisfied, she will no longer be angry..."
"But this time, the situation is a little different. Although the lady had a lot of fun, she still felt irritated. So when she went to bed at night, she kicked her father out of bed and refused to let anyone get in to warm her quilt..."
"Oh, this really worried her father to death. After so many years of marriage, this was the first time that the wife kicked him out of the room. It was so sad. Later, her father spent the whole night thinking on the soft couch outside, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He stared at the wife's back and could only bite the quilt in grievance."
It's so difficult. How can we live like this?
Without the sweet and soft embrace of my lady, there is no warmth in the quilt at night and lying there is meaningless.
"So, at dawn the next day, the girl's father went out with a big bag of silver, wandered around the market, and when he came back in the afternoon, he brought back a lot of beautiful jewelry and rouge and powder. When her mother saw the carriage full of beautiful jewelry, her bright and bold eyes raised, and after snorting twice, she finally calmed down. Alas, she finally let her father climb into bed at night..."
Xiao Feihe started laughing again as he spoke.
Tears dripped onto the face of the man in my arms, melting into one piece, and then I heard him whispering,
"I have seen this scene several times in my dreams, and I always woke up with a smile. Yanyan, do you think you will have the same dream as me this time when you fall asleep?"
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