Chapter 78 Four-Court Trial: How Did You Get My Wife Pregnant?
"Sir, your chicken biscuits are fresh out of the oven, be careful they're hot."
Sikong Zhaixing lazily hummed in agreement, took the oil paper package, and walked back.
Reaching the street corner, he looked around several times, but still couldn't see the person carrying the moon. He couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and mutter, "Where has he gone again? He's like a rabbit, disappearing every day..."
But in the time it takes to buy a pancake, he ran off again.
As Sikong Zhaixing was plotting his scheme, a gust of wind suddenly swept past him.
Suddenly, his hand felt light. He looked down and saw that the freshly baked chicken biscuits were gone!
It was swept away by the wind long ago! How dare someone steal from the King of Thieves!
Sikong Zhaixing's face turned ashen. He used his lightness skill to give chase.
Two dark figures darted through the streets and alleys one after the other at an astonishing speed, leaving only blurry afterimages in their wake.
This battle of winds ended in a short while, with the former disappearing without a trace.
Sikong Zhaixing climbed onto the roof, his brows furrowed, and said unhappily, "Lu Xiaofeng! Who else could it be but you?"
"Get out here!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Lu Xiaofeng suddenly appeared behind him and kicked him hard in the buttocks.
Sikong Zhaixing hadn't expected this person to be so deadly, and was completely unprepared. With a 'thud,' she fell straight down, landing with a solid thud!
Dust flew up and was stuffed into his mouth. Sikong Zhaixing turned around in disbelief, his neck flushed red, and roared, "You little brat Lu, how dare you ambush me!"
Do you really think the king of thieves is so easy to kick?
He grimaced as he got up, scrambled onto the roof, and suddenly attacked.
Lu Xiaofeng sneered, "Someone like you deserves to be chopped into two hundred pieces and hacked to pieces!"
As he spoke, he launched a fierce attack, leaving no room for retreat.
Sikong Zhaixing, however, was like an eel, somersaulting several times in mid-air, and Lu Xiaofeng could not catch him no matter what he did.
He even raised his voice, "Lu Xiaoji, I didn't provoke you this time! Even if you chop me into a pulp, you still can't conjure up six hundred earthworms!"
Lu Xiaofeng glared at him hatefully, gritting her teeth as she said, "You still dare to say you didn't provoke me! What exactly have you done!"
Seeing his increasingly ruthless attacks, Sikong Zhaixing was completely bewildered and asked, panting heavily, "What's wrong with me?"
Lu Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and squeezed out each word: "How did you get my wife pregnant?"
Sikong Zhaixing stared in disbelief and blurted out, "What?!"
"What?!"
As the duet began, Lu Xiaofeng noticed that a young girl adorned with pearls and jade was standing under the eaves.
It was the same person he had seen at the mutton soup stall.
The little girl stomped her foot and shouted angrily, "Sikong Zhaixing, how dare you!!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than countless magical artifacts flew up from mid-air, hurtling towards Sikong Zhaixing like sparks, without Lu Xiaofeng even needing to make a move.
"Framed! This is a frame-up!" Sikong Zhaixing was wronged and could only run away with his head in his hands.
Yan Jin revealed herself, quietly climbing up Lu Xiaofeng's shoulder and neck from behind, and whispered, "Won't this cause a death...?"
Lu Xiaofeng said with a stern face, "He deserves it!"
Xianyue leaped onto the roof, biting her cheek and threatening, "Sikong Zhaixing, if you don't explain yourself, I'll take your life!"
There was no way to clear his name, even if he jumped into the Yellow River. Sikong Zhaixing could only jump to the culprit's side, grab the big stinky bug by the neck, and angrily say, "Lu Xiaoji, you better explain yourself, or I'll take you down with me!"
Xianyue was furious. "Sikong Zhaixing, get down here!"
Lu Xiaofeng found it even more absurd and laughed angrily, "You still have the nerve to ask me to speak!"
These three together are enough to destroy the sky.
Yan Jin frowned, unable to understand how there could be three such destructive dogs. He couldn't help but mediate, saying, "There must be some misunderstanding. Why don't we find a teahouse and sit down to talk it over?"
After a period of chaos and fighting, all three people except Yan Jin were in a sorry state.
Sikong Zhaixing covered the slap mark on her face, her voice hoarse.
Her eyes were like knives, as if she wanted to tear him out alive.
Lu Xiaofeng's face was dark and gloomy, and he stared at him coldly.
Only Yan Jin slowly poured himself a cup of tea and then slowly recounted the divination he had obtained from the bronze snake.
Upon hearing this, Sikong Zhaixing immediately jumped up, her eyes wide, and exclaimed, "Nonsense! You can't just make up stories like this to frame someone! I've never even seen her!"
Lu Xiaofeng said with a forced smile, "Why would I frame you? Could it be that the little monster figured out you were a leader of thieves and was planning to rid the people of this scourge?"
Sikong Zhaixing rolled his eyes, turned to Xianyue, and nodded, saying, "Xianyue, that's very possible! You're the only one in my heart."
Fearing they would start arguing again, Yan Jin said wearily, "These days, demons and ghosts roam freely here. Perhaps this young master has been unwittingly cursed by some evil spell. I'm just worried that this spell might harm the child. I won't feel at ease until I find out the truth."
She clutched her abdomen, then suddenly seemed to realize something, and looked at Xianyue, saying, "This incantation is hard to find, yet it has caused my child to be born with a karmic connection. Miss Xianyue, you possess magical artifacts, you are no ordinary person. Do you have any clues about it?"
"Cause, cause and effect?" Wei Shengxianyue stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her voice trembling.
The anger that had been swirling in her heart suddenly dissipated, replaced by an indescribable sense of lingering fear. She stiffly turned to look at Lu Xiaofeng and stammered, "Your name is Lu Xiaofeng." Lu Xiaofeng's sixth sense made him narrow his eyes and nod.
No way...
With a pounding heart, Xianyue instinctively reached for the leaf of the Yan tree.
Empty, indeed empty.
No way.
She stood up decisively, gave Yan Jin a sweet smile, and said sweetly, "Sister Fox, you should just kill Sikong Zhaixing. I have something to do, so I'll leave first. I'll take care of the body."
After saying this with empathy, she tried to slip away quickly.
Sikong Zhaixing knew exactly what was going on with Xian Yue. He immediately gritted his teeth, grabbed her by the back of the neck, and said, word by word, "Wei Sheng Xian Yue, you didn't frame me, did you?"
I treat you like a wife, but you treat me like an idiot?
Xianyue turned her neck and scolded, "It was clearly you! Who was it that confidently claimed to be called Lu Xiaofeng?"
"What do you mean?" Lu Xiaofeng's voice was already filled with the air of impending storm.
Meeting three pairs of wide-open eyes, Wei Shengxianyue shrank back, took a half step back, coughed lightly, and said weakly, "I am innocent."
......
After recounting the whole story in detail, Xianyue's gaze drifted as she said, "Writing a name on a Yan leaf sows the seeds of karma. Who knew that one of his greatest fears was a woman getting pregnant?"
She smiled guiltily, "What is sown must bear fruit. Don't worry, it won't harm the child; the causal chain will protect this little one's safe birth."
Xianyue said righteously, "This is all Sikong Zhaixing's fault. If you want to kill him, then kill him!"
Sikong Zhaixing stretched out his arm, expressionless, and pulled her back, taking a deep breath and saying, "You little ingrate, why are you hiding?"
After saying this, his expression changed drastically, and he regained his radiance.
Sikong Zhaixing arrogantly put his arm around Lu Xiaofeng's shoulder and suddenly couldn't help but laugh until he bent over laughing and almost fell to the ground and rolled around.
He raised his eyebrows triumphantly and said, "Lu Xiaofeng, if it weren't for me, where would you get your son? You should at least kowtow to me."
Xianyue forgot how adept Sikong Zhaixing was at climbing the social ladder; right now, he practically wanted to climb right up to Lu Xiaofeng.
Lu Xiaofeng, you've finally met your match! I've finally caught you in the act.
He glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, whose face was ashen, and said with great satisfaction, "Lu Xiaoji, I won't be your father anymore, but at least I have to be your son's godfather."
Without waiting for Lu Xiaofeng's response, she grabbed Xianyue and exclaimed with delight, "Xianyue, you're going to be my godmother!"
Is there really such a good thing?
Xianyue lifted her eyelashes and jumped up excitedly, "Really!"
The two of them circled around, jumping and celebrating the unexpected arrival of their adopted son. They were so pleased with themselves for a while before dashing off like the wind, saying they were going to buy a gift for their first meeting.
Watching the two playful figures gradually disappear into the distance, Lu Xiaofeng could only smile bitterly.
He sighed, "Who would have thought that this godfather would come about like this? I ended up delivering myself to his doorstep."
Yan Jin couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh out loud, teasingly saying, "Who told you to make such a friend?"
Lu Xiaofeng resigned himself to his fate, saying, "Fine, I'll consider this a loss. As long as he doesn't piss on my head, everything will be fine."
He thought of Xiao Li and couldn't help but smile. He hugged Yan Jin and said excitedly, "That's great."
Yan Jin smoothed his hair and said sweetly, "Let's go back too. I miss that red kapok tree."
As I went down the stairs, a light drizzle began to fall outside.
The wind swirls around fallen flower buds, sweeps across the damp cobblestone path, and fills the air with the scent of rain, earth, and flowers.
A glint of light appeared in Yan Jin's eyes as he sighed, "It's raining."
Lu Xiaofeng produced an oil-paper umbrella from somewhere, put his arm around her waist, and walked into the rain, saying leisurely, "Let's go home."
Raindrops pattered against the oil-paper umbrella, dripping down its surface and splashing at the feet like fireworks.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, gradually soaking through the soles of my shoes.
It was a torrential downpour.
Yan Jin suddenly laughed out loud, turned around to avoid the umbrella, and let the pouring rain fall all over her.
Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback and subconsciously reached out to grab her arm. "Why are you getting wet in the rain?"
Those sudden downpours had never left her disheveled or confused. This rain, of course, was no exception.
Yan Jin smiled, her eyes crinkling, and said freely, "I like being in the rain. I like torrential rain."
I like you.
Her voice grew louder and louder, and suddenly she lifted her face, letting the wet rain soak her through completely.
Pink rouge smudged like water, meandering down from the corners of her eyes, making her fair face glow like lychee flesh with layers of watery luster.
As Lu Xiaofeng gazed at her, he felt as if everything in the world had melted into her glistening pink.
He forgot the words that were lingering on his tongue, abruptly threw away the umbrella, and let the drizzling rain soak his heart.
Yan Jin looked at him through the rain, then suddenly grabbed his hand and jumped into the pool in front of him.
With a splash, water soaked her clothes. She cheered in the downpour and took his hand, running freely through the streets.
One wooden window after another was opened because of them, and gazes followed them closely, unwilling to look away for a long time.
After a refreshing soak in the rain, Lu Xiaofeng stopped, smiled, and squatted down, saying cheerfully, "Get on, I'll carry you home."
Yan Jin raised her eyelashes, lowered her eyes, and shouted at him, "I'm not tired!"
Lu Xiaofeng chuckled softly and said, "I want to carry you on my back. Would you give me this chance to be so attentive?"
Yan Jin took two steps back, then suddenly used the momentum to jump onto his back, and blew into his ear, saying, "Then I have no choice but to take the bait."
The pouring rain fell into their dimples, making them both feel tipsy.
Lu Xiaofeng slowly carried Yan Jin in the rain, and suddenly said, "In the past, when I saw a garden full of flowers, I never paid attention to them. It was the same with everything else."
Yan Jin nestled against his neck, inhaling his warm breath, and cuddled, asking, "And now?"
His eyes lit up, and he quickened his pace. "If you ask me what I want most right now, I will say without hesitation that I want the wind, the wine, the flowers, and freedom."
Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath and said, "However, actually, all I need is you."
Yan Jin laughed out loud, gently tapped the tip of his nose, and said in a coquettish voice, "Little Phoenix is so good at scheming. With me, you have everything, don't you?"
Of course they are different.
Lu Xiaofeng just smiled.
However, his smile froze the next moment.
Because there were trickles of blood flowing from that snow-white wrist, which then dripped into the mud along with the continuous rain.
Lu Xiaofeng's face darkened. He suddenly grabbed her wrist, lifted her sleeve, and saw that it was full of bloody and mangled wounds.
The blood seemed to be flowing from his heart, and the pain almost made him gasp for breath.
He panicked, his eyes bloodshot, and asked, "How did you get hurt like this? Jinjin, are you alright?"
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Author's note: The house-demolition squad is assembling.
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