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“Bang bang bang—”
Before anyone could react, Ling Yuxuan, who had long been disgusted by Tan Fangyi, stepped forward, pulled Ling Feng aside, and sealed her acupoint. Then she began to slap Tan Fangyi's face repeatedly.
In an instant, Tan Fangyi spat out a mouthful of something bloody mixed with teeth.
For a moment, Ziyan was taken aback by Ling Yuxuan's actions and instinctively touched her own face.
She thought about how those hands had always been gentle and considerate towards her, but today they had turned terrifying.
After finishing the slaps on Tan Fangyi's face, Ling Yuxuan turned her gaze to Ling Feng. “Now it's your turn.”
Ziyan thought that under such circumstances, Ling Feng might feel pity for Tan Fangyi.
However, just as she was secretly speculating that he might hesitate, Ling Feng had already drawn the multifunctional dagger from Wu Xiang's waist that had been used to open the door.
He swung it without hesitation, making two swift cuts across Tan Fangyi's face, leaving bloody gashes on her once-pretty features.
Even Ziyan felt a shiver run down her spine at the sight of this.
As Ziyan swallowed hard, Ling Feng turned and handed his sword to Ziyan. “Now you can execute her yourself.”
“Uh? Me?” Ziyan looked at the bloodied Tan Fangyi and immediately felt her heart soften.
Earlier, she had worried that Ling Feng might show mercy to Tan Fangyi!
Now, however, the situation had completely reversed; it was she who softened first and backed down! Ziyan felt utterly speechless at herself.
"Alas—forget it! Let her live on, clinging to life." Ziyan truly could not bring herself to take action, not out of fear, but simply because she could not bear to watch any longer.
Why must women make things difficult for each other? This was a woman with a bright future, yet due to a moment of jealousy, she nearly brought about her own downfall.
One should spare others when possible; that's enough!
Ziyan then urged everyone to leave it be.
Seeing that Ziyan did not wish to pursue the matter further, Ling Yuxuan and Ling Feng had no choice but to back off. They instructed one of the attendants to press Tan Fangyi's acupoint to prevent any pursuers from appearing once they left.
With that, the group exited Tan Fangyi's room and quickly departed from the Minister's Residence.
On the way back, Ziyan couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental: "Alas! What a pity, such a beautiful face. Love runs deep, but hate runs deeper!"
"She was trying to take your life, and you still feel sympathy for her?" Ling Yuxuan frowned, looking at his beloved child in confusion.
"Yes, she is indeed detestable, but in my eyes, men who show mercy everywhere are even more detestable!" Ziyan said with gritted teeth.
"Pfft—" Ling Yuxuan couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?" Ziyan glared at Ling Yuxuan with her beautiful and adorable big eyes.
"Alright, my future wife, don't worry unnecessarily. Just rest assured that in my eyes, there will only ever be you in this lifetime." Ling Yuxuan felt a bit uneasy under her glare but could only shrug helplessly.
"Oh! Alas—let's hope so! Ten years east of the river, ten years west of the river; many people will change." Ziyan inexplicably felt a sense of unexplainable heartache.
"Silly! Even if all the men in the world change, I, Ling Yuxuan, will never change." Ling Yuxuan held Ziyan tightly.
Then he said, "Don't overthink it. We will definitely be happier than anyone else in this world. Don't worry, even if the sky falls, I will support you. Just let me face everything in the future. You just focus on doing what makes you happy."
"Your words sound better than a song!" Ziyan pouted and playfully touched her Future Husband's sexy lips with a finger.
In the eyes of Future Husband, this became a full temptation. The next moment, Ling Yuxuan couldn't help but lift her little face and 'took a bite.'
Before the moment of passion could end, a voice from outside the carriage interrupted: "My lords, we have arrived."
Ling Yuxuan immediately released her Beloved One and leaned back quickly into her seat.
Thus, the two took a long breath of fresh air.
...
Ten days later.
On the night before Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan were to leave the capital.
In the third floor of the Zi Family Spiced Braise restaurant in the capital, while Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan were cuddling closely together, loud noises came from the staircase.
Ling Yuxuan impatiently rubbed her ears, reluctantly releasing her hold on her Beloved Child, and took a few steps toward the door to open it.
"Let him come up!"
Seeing that their master had agreed, Wu Xiang and the guards stepped aside.
"You dog servant, This King is also one-fifth of the owner of this establishment. This is really too much!" Ling Feng rarely cursed, extremely furious.
Ling Yuxuan walked out of Ziyan's room and pointed at Ling Yuxuan.
"What’s going on? Unmarried man and woman, it’s fine to be lovey-dovey during the day, but what are you doing in the same room at night?"
Ling Yuxuan crossed her arms and raised her chin, coldly staring back at him, "What does Xiang Wang Ye want? She is my fiancée. Even if we compete fairly, so what? You will still lose."
"Does this mean you’re agreeing to give me a chance for a fair competition?" Ling Feng's eyes lit up as he seized the opportunity.
"Hmph, fine!" Ling Yuxuan replied playfully to this shameless request.
Ziyan, standing behind Ling Yuxuan, couldn't hold back any longer. Her eyes widened like saucers as she loudly scolded, "What do you mean? Are you crazy just because he is?"
"Don't worry, little darling! It's fine," Ling Yuxuan affectionately ruffled Ziyan's hair.
"Since you've agreed to a fair competition, you shouldn't touch her casually anymore," Ling Feng interjected with jealousy, stepping forward to separate them forcefully.
Ling Yuxuan smiled faintly as she retracted her hand.
Ziyan looked at Ling Yuxuan and then at Ling Feng, feeling furious. She immediately stormed into the room, getting angrier the more she thought about it, and finally decided to lock the door.
These two idiots treating her like this! Fair competition? To hell with fair competition. Let them make a fuss; I’m going to sleep.
As Ziyan silently cursed the two cousins outside, she felt exhausted. She quickly stripped off her outer clothes and skirt and flopped onto the bed to sleep.
Outside the room, the two brothers were arguing fiercely.
Not feeling sleepy at all, Ling Feng was the first to suggest, "How about we have a little competition?"
"Alright, I am willing to listen to my brother," Ling Yuxuan nodded in agreement, not willing to back down.
However, he soon realized that he did not know what Ling Feng wanted to compete in, so he asked, "But what are we competing in?"
"This?" Ling Feng thought for a moment and suddenly remembered that when they were children, they loved to compete in push-ups and sit-ups.
He then suggested, "How about we first compete in push-ups and then in sit-ups?"
"Sure! Whatever you say, we'll compete in that," Ling Yuxuan replied cheerfully and readily.
In the room, Ziyan, who had not fallen asleep yet, could faintly hear their conversation and couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Crazy, two crazy people."
After cursing them, Ziyan simply covered her head with the blanket. She was too lazy to listen to their boring and childish chatter.
Gradually, as she listened to the sounds of the two of them fading away, Ziyan poked her head out and took a deep breath.
Let those two go crazy! It's already late at night; it's better for me to sleep peacefully.
At this point, Ziyan quickly fell into a deep sleep—
Meanwhile, in the Guest Room, a comical scene was unfolding: two grown men were competing in push-ups deep into the night, neither willing to give an inch.
Thus, the two of them continued doing push-ups one after another until they had done six or seven hundred without stopping.
At this time, both were drenched in sweat, with beads of sweat dripping down like soybeans onto the floor.
Watching from the doorway, some of the personal guards were sweating profusely but could only stare at each other in disbelief.
Privately muttering to himself, he thought: Damn! What are these two masters doing? Rather than this, it would be more enjoyable to just have a good fight.
But the two masters inside the room seemed to enjoy and were keen on such childish methods of competition.
Just look: the two of them were gritting their teeth, stubbornly enduring the contest, sweating profusely and fully engaged. They appeared to be completely serious, seemingly unwilling to back down until a clear winner emerged.
The onlookers were hesitant to step forward to intervene, so they stood at the door, nervously sweating on behalf of their masters.
After a long while, the push-up contest finally came to an end, with the obvious loser being Prince Xiang, who was used to a life of luxury.
Ling Feng, who had lost, was gasping for breath and shot an unwilling glare at Ling Yuxuan. "This time you win, but we still have sit-ups to go."
"Sure! As long as my brother can keep going, I’ll accompany you to the end."
Although Ling Yuxuan was also panting heavily, seeing Ling Feng's stubborn expression made her unable to suppress her disdain for him.
"Hmph! Fine, it's a deal." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Wang Lingfeng sprang up like he had been injected with adrenaline. After stretching his joints with great flair, he lay back down again.
Seeing this scene, Ling Yuxuan naturally held back her laughter and lay down beside him to continue the competition.
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