Chapter 1881: I’ve Come To Take You Home III
“Uncle, Mother will be sad if you continue to be like this. Xia Xia doesn’t want Mother to be sad. If Mother is unhappy, our whole family will not be happy.”
‘Uncle?’
Liu Yinyin’s breathing grew heavy. Her face paled as she took a few steps back.
‘Why did Feng Ruqing’s daughter… Call him uncle?’
“Qing…”
The young man lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Ruqing’s face. “Qingqing?”
Tears almost fell from her eyes.
However, she held it back.
“Yes… I’m here.”
“Qingqing…”
The longsword slipped out of the young man’s hand. His heart ached as his eyes fell upon Feng Ruqing’s bleeding palm. “Qingqing…”
He kept murmuring her name.
It seemed that he could only remember her name.
Feng Ruqing raised her hand and pulled the young man into her arms.
‘He’s so thin now. I don’t know what he has gone through in the past two years…’
“Chen’er, come home with me.”
“Alright…”
The young man’s voice was a little hoarse, and he looked at Feng Ruqing unblinkingly.
“Master Feng!”
Liu Yinyin panicked and dashed up, trying to block the way.
“Master Feng, what about me? You promised my grandfather…”
He promised to take care of her for the rest of her life…
Feng Ruqing looked at Liu Yinyin with a puzzled gaze, she frowned. “Chen’er, who is she?”
Feng Chen looked at Liu Yinyin and shook his head. “I don’t know her.”
‘You don’t know her?’
Feng Ruqing was stunned and pointed to Nan Xian. “Who is he? Do you still remember him?”
Feng Chen looked puzzled. He raised his eyes to look at Nan Xian, pondered for a short while. “I don’t remember him.”
Feng Ruqing froze. ‘So Chen’er does not know anyone except me?’
Nan Xian took out a bottle of spiritual liquid from somewhere and applied it to Feng Ruqing’s palm.
The wound in her palm healed at speed, visible to the naked eye.
“Qing’er, take Chen’er away now. I have some things to take care of. I’ll catch up soon.”
“Alright…”
Feng Ruqing did not ask more questions. She took Xia Xia’s hand with one hand and grabbed Feng Chen with the other, smiling faintly. “Chen’er, let’s go home first.”
“Mm.”
Feng Chen nodded obediently, like a child, and followed Feng Ruqing. A smile appeared on his face.
The smile was warm like the spring breeze.
Nan Xian turned to Liu Yinyin after Feng Ruqing and Feng Chen had left.
He walked toward her slowly. His cold face made her heart panic.
“You…”
Liu Yinyin trembled, and she seemed somewhat frightened as she looked at Nan Xian.
Nan Xian was expressionless. “First, you stopped me from leaving, but I stayed to save Feng Chen.
“Then, you tried to stop Feng Chen and me from saving Qing’er, but I was in a hurry to get to her, so I didn’t have time to deal with you.
“This is the third time you have tried to stop us again, and…”
Nan Xian sounded indifferent.
“You spoke ill of Qing’er!”
