Chapter 63: Proof of Love and Growth (3)
A breeze blew by, lifting a strand of Feng Qinghan's hair.
"The scenery today is really nice, what do you think, Feng Yan?"
"master!"
Without looking back or wavering, Feng Qinghan said this to the scenery outside the window. Behind him, Feng Yan knelt down on one knee and bowed to him. When did he come in?
"Are you awake?"
"Yes."
“No wonder I feel so happy.”
Feng Yan looked at Feng Qinghan silently, while Feng Qinghan looked at the scenery outside the window with the same unchanged attitude and said nothing.
"master!"
Unable to suppress his irritation, Feng Yan spoke.
"Um?"
"How can a person of your status be imprisoned here, and not allowed to eat or drink for seven days? I cannot bear it, but why do you obey me?"
Feng Yan was pointing out Zhou Yan's punishment for Feng Qinghan. Not being able to eat a grain of rice or a drop of water for seven days would have starved most people to death, but Feng Qinghan didn't show any such concerns on his face. Although it was only the third day, Feng Qinghan still looked relaxed.
"What's the matter? It's not bad to try it once in a while."
"master!!"
Feng Yan's understanding of Feng Qinghan has always been limited to the part that he can understand or the part that Feng Qinghan makes him understand. He naturally cannot see what the real Feng Qinghan is thinking. Just like now, such an ordinary punishment, Feng Qinghan not only accepts it happily, but also seems to enjoy it? Feng Yan certainly feels very confused and cannot understand this.
"...If anything happens to you, my master, we, the Wind Wolves, will tear him to pieces, and I will never let him go."
"We'll talk about it when the time comes."
Feng Yan was once again speechless at Feng Qinghan's leisurely attitude.
"...Ma Feng is on the verge of death."
"I think so too. It would be too easy to kill him. It's rare that you agree with me on this point."
"Even if he doesn't have to do anything, we will make him wish he were dead."
"If it's too ostentatious, it will be boring."
Feng Qinghan always speaks with reservation, and only he himself knows what he is thinking. Even Feng Yan, who has been serving him for many years, can only understand his superficial appearance and general thoughts.
"…I just received another expedited letter from the Second Protector."
Feng Qinghan directly ignored Feng Yan's words. Even so, Feng Yan was helpless. No matter what Feng Qinghan said, did, or ignored, all Feng Yan could do was to obey absolutely!
The second day after Yin Yin woke up.
“…I’m so free.”
Yin Yin stretched out in her room, lying on the table, and spoke casually.
"I can't help it. Fu Ji is gone, and Mr. Feng is locked up again. I feel a little uncomfortable with all of a sudden being so idle."
Fu Ji had no choice but to leave because the dance troupe was leaving. When she mentioned Feng Qinghan's words, Yin Yin felt a little guilty. She retracted her lazy mentality, sat up straight, and began to ponder.
"what's on your mind?"
"nothing."
He said it was nothing, but his heavy face made anyone know that he was thinking about something.
"...Please, don't think about it anymore, Princess. This time it's Mr. Feng, I can ignore it, but next time I can't that you won't be affected too. What's more, the prince is angry now, so even if you have any thoughts, please hold them back."
After seeing that Yin Yin had some ideas, Xiuying made a series of suggestions, which all boiled down to one thing: she didn't want anything to happen to Yin Yin. She was entrusted by someone to take care of Yin Yin, and even so, she was not annoying. She was one of the people who really cared about Yin Yin. If her identity was exposed, she would have no way out when facing Zhou Yan. Even so, she continued to complete the task given by Wang Ye.
"I know, seriously, please don't worry so much, it's as if I would really do something."
“It’s a shame, but that’s how it is.”
"snort!!"
Even Yinyin felt helpless when facing Xiuying who was sometimes determined. Of course, she also knew it was because of herself.
"Well, Princess, didn't the prince send a lot of new and strange things? Can't you just find some to entertain yourself?"
Following Xiuying's words, Yinyin looked at the mountain of what Xiuying called "novel and strange" things that filled a corner of the room, and felt completely uninterested.
"...I want to listen to the piano."
"Please spare me."
"I didn't ask you to play."
"Of course I know, you want to listen to Master Feng playing, right? Not at all!!"
"Why not? He's under punishment and can't come. It should be okay if I go find him, right?"
"Princess, do you want to move my head? Or do you really not understand?"
Xiuying already knew Yinyin's stubbornness and slowness. In the stalemate, she had no choice but to touch her forehead with her fingertips, feeling helpless. Since she met Yinyin, she clearly understood that Yinyin's gentleness and sensitivity were in sharp contrast with her stubbornness and slowness. Only those with these characteristics were the real Yinyin. It was a pity that Yinyin was not complete now. However, sometimes she would still be surprised when Yinyin suddenly showed these emotions. She believed that one day Yinyin would become complete, and she was looking forward to the arrival of this day. In that case, the emotions that Yinyin suppressed would not torture her all the time. In her heart, even though Yinyin was not complete now, she was deeply attracted to her...
