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Feng Yinxiao got out of bed, walked to the door, quietly bolted it, and listened carefully until he heard no more sounds outside before returning to the bedside. He crossed his arms and said,
“Yun Kexin, come out quickly. Uncle and Concubine have gone far away.”
However, when there were only the two of them left in the room, Yun Kexin became even more shy, hiding under the covers and struggling with whether to come out—he wouldn’t laugh at her, would he?!
Feng Yinxiao had no choice but to lie back down, turn on his side, press his face against the blanket, and softly say, “Yun Kexin, are you planning to stay hidden forever? Come out; I won’t laugh at you.”
Yun Kexin's heart was still wrestling with itself. She didn’t notice Feng Yinxiao reaching under the covers, touching her waist, and gently scratching a few times—
“Hey… Young Lord, how can you…” Yun Kexin couldn’t help but giggle and squirm under the blanket. “Stop scratching, stop scratching—”
“Then are you coming out or not?” Feng Yinxiao laughed as he increased his efforts. “If you don’t come out, I’ll make you laugh to death.”
With Feng Yinxiao causing such a ruckus, Yun Kexin couldn’t care less about holding onto the blanket. She pushed against his large hand repeatedly and started kicking her legs—
“Alright, Young Lord, stop it; I’ll come out if that’s what it takes,” Yun Kexin finally had no choice but to surrender. “Stop, stop.”
Feng Yinxiao's "mischievous" hands immediately came to a halt as he gazed intently at the flushed face peeking out from under the blanket, remaining silent for a long time.
“Young Lord, you really are too unchivalrous,” Yun Kexin pouted and complained with wide eyes. “How can you… how can you ‘lay hands’ on me?”
“Who told Yun Kexin to ignore my warnings and stay hidden under the covers?” Feng Yinxiao replied slowly as if he felt no shame at all; on the contrary, he seemed to enjoy it. “I was afraid you’d suffocate in there…”
Yun Kexin was left speechless and changed the subject. “How did Young Lord end up in the manor? Aren't they—”
“They must have gotten their information right,” Feng Yinxiao said while looking at Yun Kexin’s defeated expression. A sly smile appeared on his lips as he interrupted her directly. “I had something urgent that required me to return to the manor suddenly.”
This is truly the most ill-conceived thing ever! But on the other hand, it's good that he acted in advance.
"Well, I can't stay here for long," Yun Kexin hesitated and stammered. "Can you find a way to get me out of the mansion?"
"Not now! It's impossible!" Feng Yinxiao replied decisively.
"Why not?"
"The mansion is definitely searching for people right now. Even if I disguise myself to take you out, we would still be tracked."
"So when do we have to wait until?"
"Until late at night!"
"But Shanling and the others are still waiting. I'm worried they might take risks because of me, and that would be troublesome..."
"They won't. With such a commotion, news of whether anyone was caught will spread quickly." Feng Yinxiao assured her, "Shanling and the others are not fools; they won't recklessly show themselves while the situation is still unclear... By the way, how did you end up hiding in my Study? This place isn't easy for just anyone to find, especially since it's your first time in the mansion. Did those three maidservants tell you?"
Yun Kexin's previously pale and delicate face flushed again. She replied, "Yes, they said your Study is off-limits. No one can enter without your permission. If I hide here, it would be safer." Seeing a mischievous smile appear on Feng Yinxiao's face, Yun Kexin couldn't help but retort sarcastically, "But someone still barged in before."
Feng Yinxiao couldn't help but chuckle: "That's because that person had a reason. But if I don't agree, they wouldn't dare to come in. What I'm worried about is that it would raise their suspicions even more, and they might even send someone to guard the door. At that time, it would be very difficult for you to leave."
Yun Kexin fell silent, lowering her eyelids and remaining quiet.
"Actually, I have something to say to you," Feng Yinxiao's hand once again slipped under the blanket, holding Yun Kexin's hand tightly as a hint of melancholy crossed his dark eyes. "Is it that if I don't marry Fourth Sister, we won't even be able to be friends?"
Yun Kexin felt frustrated: this question again! Thus, she had to repeat what she had said to Wei Qing, and subconsciously tried to break free from his grasp, but he held her tighter.
"Not suitable? Then what about our current situation," Feng Yinxiao gazed at Yun Kexin, his eyes warm and gentle, his tone sharp, "Do you think it would be appropriate for me to marry Fourth Sister?" Seeing Yun Kexin remain silent, Feng Yinxiao continued, "In fact, it's not just about this moment. Everything we've experienced since we met in Fan City until tonight must have been noticed by many. If I were to marry Fourth Sister under these circumstances, I fear Second Madam would hold a grudge, and Fourth Sister would also harbor resentment. Therefore, this is one of the reasons I refuse."
Hadn't she thought about all this? Fortunately, it was only a verbal agreement and not a formal engagement; otherwise, it would truly make it difficult for Fourth Sister to marry in the future.
"The Young Lord is absolutely right," Yun Kexin raised her face and smiled lightly at Feng Yinxiao, "I haven't considered everything thoroughly; please forgive me."
"I have never blamed you; I was just anxious about how to explain it to you," he suppressed the urge to pull her into his arms and whispered, "Yun Kexin, my heart only has room for you."
Yun Kexin's heart skipped a beat; she licked her lips and said awkwardly, "But, Young Lord, I always thought you regarded me as a sister."
Feng Yinxiao smiled bitterly: "If I saw Yun Kexin as a sister, I wouldn't be suffering so much."
Yun Kexin was taken aback: "Suffering?"
Feng Yinxiao lifted his lips and pressed Yun Kexin's hand against his chest, saying with a smile, "It hurts here."
Yun Kexin immediately understood, her face turning as red as a ripe apple as she hurriedly said, "But, Young Lord, I'm four years older than you. If you want to marry me, you'll have to wait several more years."
"It's okay; I will wait for you," Feng Yinxiao caressed her delicate hand gently and spoke softly, "I am willing to wait for you forever."
"But, Young Lord, you know my situation is special—"
"It's okay; I don't mind." He insisted on responding without giving her any reason or opportunity to evade.
Yun Kexin didn't know what to think. Suddenly, she recalled that in her previous life, Zhuo Min was recognized as the rightful wife after the lady of the Duke's Residence passed away, becoming Feng Yinxiao's stepmother. Considering that the Duchess was often unwell now, could it be that her time was drawing near, and a tragedy was about to unfold for Feng Yinxiao?
Yun Kexin took a deep breath, feeling a sudden difficulty in breathing and a tightness in her chest.
She gazed into his dark eyes, which were so clean and pure that not a speck of dust could be seen. Surely his heart was the same. She sighed inwardly: for someone like him, once deceived or fooled, it would be a devastating blow.
"Young Lord, do you trust Aunt Zhuo very much?" Yun Kexin thought for a moment and asked cautiously.
"Yes, not just me, but also Father and Mother," Feng Yinxiao replied with a light laugh. "Because if it weren't for her, I might not even exist."
Yun Kexin blinked in surprise, slightly parting her red lips to express her confusion.
"Mother married into the Duke of Yan's Residence for many years without conceiving," Feng Yinxiao explained patiently. "Thanks to Uncle's trip to Jiangnan where he met Aunt Zhuo, who understood medicine and herbs. He introduced her to our home to treat Mother, and after using her prescription, Mother soon became pregnant with me..."
Yun Kexin narrowed her eyes: so that's how it was! No wonder Duke of Wind and Duchess trusted Zhuo Min so much. Feng Yinxiao's respect and lack of defenses towards her were likely influenced by his parents; otherwise, with his keen perception, he wouldn't be oblivious to anything! But how did the Duchess die?
What kind of trials would Feng Yinxiao face soon? Would he be expelled from the Duke of Yan's Residence? The more Yun Kexin thought about it, the more anxious and worried she became.
"Why do you ask this?" Feng Yinxiao noticed Yun Kexin staring blankly at him without blinking and curiously inquired.
"Nothing, just curious," Yun Kexin smiled lightly and decided to give some subtle reminders. "I only know one saying: 'To know a person is to know their face but not their heart.' Also, Young Lord, remember that the Duke of Yan's Residence is not as impenetrable as you imagine."
Feng Yinxiao's dark eyes flashed with surprise as he stared at Yun Kexin for a while. Suddenly recalling what happened tonight, he thought he understood what she meant. His expression relaxed as he said, "Yun Kexin, were you and those three maids sneaking into the Duke of Yan's Residence tonight? I know how you got in, but that place is known only to those within the Duke of Yan's Residence; outsiders cannot know it. Shanling and the others used to work in the residence, so—"
"That's just one part of it," Yun Kexin blinked and suddenly felt sad inside. "Young Lord, you must take good care of the Duchess."
"I know that I didn't return to the residence early; I took the opportunity to visit Mother," Feng Yinxiao said with a furrowed brow and a hoarse voice. "Because Imperial Physician said Mother's health is very poor... Yun Kexin, this is also one of the reasons I haven't been able to find you."
Even though Yun Kexin was fully prepared for the possibility that the tragedy of this life at Duke of Yan's Residence might repeat itself, she couldn't help but take a sharp breath when she heard this, her heart aching subtly.
She didn't say any comforting words; she simply reached out from under the blanket and placed her other hand over his hand, gently stroking it.
Outside, the faint sound of the night watchman's call could be heard. Feng Yinxiao and Yun Kexin then realized they had almost missed the time while talking. Listening to the night watchman, it should already be the third watch. So, without lighting a candle, he got out of bed, dressed quickly, and groped his way to a corner of the room, taking down his black cloak and draping it over Yun Kexin, who was waiting by the bed. He also put on his hat and then took her hand, walking toward a wall in another direction.
Feng Yinxiao placed both hands against the wall, and after a slight push, the wall surprisingly opened—this secret passage led to the outer courtyard. Yun Kexin almost fainted from anger; had she known this, there would have been no need to hide in his bed!
When they reached the wall of the outer courtyard and looked up, they saw Shanling, Shining, and Shan Yue anxiously looking this way and waving their hands. Feng Yinxiao lazily stretched while holding Yun Kexin in one arm and grasping a rope with the other. In just a few moments, he climbed to the top of the wall, and they all jumped down together, exiting the residence.
Once they were in a safe place, Shan Yue couldn't help but say:
"Seventh Sister, if you hadn't appeared by the third watch, we would have entered the residence to look for you, no matter what."
"Young Lord, you all have good judgment and know how to assess situations. I just stayed in his Study for a little longer," Yun Kexin replied with a smile. "He only sent me out when he thought it was safe because he was afraid someone might be watching." (To be continued)
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