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"…This is how things happened," Yun Kexin said as she took out a handkerchief to wipe the corner of her eye. "Big Brother, I almost caused you harm..."
Yun Ke smiled lightly and replied, "Silly sister, how could I be so easily deceived? That seal is something even Father and Mother wouldn't show to just anyone, let alone you."
Yun Kexin forced a smile. In her previous life, she had clung to him with tears, causing Yun Ke to soften and let down his guard, which led to a great disaster. She believed that if she asked Yun Ke to show her the seal in this life, he would still show it to her because he always felt guilty towards her. Therefore, as long as it was something he could do, he would comply with her requests.
Seeing that Yun Kexin was still lost in thought, Yun Ke smiled and advised, "Are you still blaming yourself? It didn't happen after all. It seems Fu Yihang isn't bad; it's just a pity he was born into such a family."
Yun Kexin came back to her senses and smiled noncommittally. She recalled that her brother had been appointed Pavilion General at the end of last year, feeling both happy and anxious. She couldn't help but remind him:
"Big Brother, remember this: no matter who it is or what methods they use, if someone asks you for the Military Seal—something that concerns your life and safety—you must not be careless and never show it to anyone."
Yun Ke chuckled helplessly and said, "Seventh Sister, what's wrong with you today? You're speaking so strangely. Don't worry; I will be cautious and won't let my guard down."
With Yun Ke's verbal assurance, Yun Kexin finally smiled. Just then, Second Madam spoke up:
"Seventh Uncle, I heard that Ke'er is also about to be promoted?"
"Yes, Mother-in-law," Feng Yinxiao replied humbly with a nod and a smile. "The Emperor has already drafted the edict; it will be issued soon."
Yun Kexin shot him a glare: How could he keep this from her?! Feng Yinxiao rubbed his nose and chuckled while lowering his gaze.
Seeing Feng Yinxiao's expression, Yun Ke knew he would have some 'suffering' when he returned home and teased him with a smile:
"Yun Kexin, Feng Yinxiao wants to surprise you later by 'taking credit' for this."
Feeling the pressure of the situation, Feng Yinxiao's face turned slightly red. Yun Kexin wanted to tease him further but decided against it since their family was present; after all, private jokes and public teasing were two different matters.
"No, Brother. Feng Yinxiao is like this; he won't easily commit to uncertain matters," Yun Kexin defended. "After all these years, I know his temperament."
"See? You're definitely going to protect him," Yun Ke laughed as he teased both of them together. "Feng Yinxiao, look how well Yun Kexin treats you; you can't bully her. Otherwise, as her big brother, I won't allow it."
"No, how could I dare," Feng Yinxiao said with a smile, quickly defending himself, "it's all Yun Kexin's fault..."
Yun Kexin shot him a glance, and Feng Yinxiao instinctively closed his mouth. A simple sentence and an unintentional gesture had revealed the couple's intimate affection, making Yue Clan's heart swell with sweetness. The success of their children and a happy family was perhaps the greatest hope for every parent.
"Mother, when will my sister give birth?" Yun Kexin's thoughts jumped too quickly from one topic to another. "I heard it will be in two months?"
"That's right," Yue Clan replied with a smile. "Last time we visited Wei Wenwang Mansion, Yun Yan mentioned you and expressed a strong desire to see you. I remembered you have been busy with matters at Duke of Yan's Residence lately, so I told her that once the baby is born, there will be plenty of opportunities."
"That's good," Yun Kexin smiled. "It saves us from chatting endlessly when we meet. She will definitely ask about my situation, and it's better to wait until after she has the baby."
Yun Ke smiled appreciatively. After a while, Yun Kexin bid farewell to her family and returned home with Feng Yinxiao.
On the way, she wanted to take Ling Lang somewhere, and he nodded in understanding.
They first returned to Duke of Yan's Residence, where they had the Nursemaid hold the child and brought Miao Yu along. Shanling, Shining, and Shan Yue accompanied them as well. The carriage moved along the rugged mountain path, and Miao Yu soon understood the purpose of their trip. She looked at Yun Kexin gratefully but remained quiet, simply staying close to the Nursemaid to help look after the child.
After getting off the carriage, Feng Yinxiao exited first, then helped Yun Kexin down before taking the child from the Nursemaid's arms. Once everyone was out of the carriage, when the Nursemaid wanted to take back the child, Feng Yinxiao insisted they would handle it themselves.
As they approached Lady Ling's tombstone, Yun Kexin suddenly remembered something and stopped in her tracks. She pulled Feng Yinxiao aside and gently asked in a low voice, "Feng Yinxiao, I heard that while you were in prison you dealt with Feng Yinfai's..." She paused briefly and glanced at the child in his arms before skipping over that part. "But now that the child is here..."
Feng Yinxiao immediately understood Yun Kexin's meaning and replied, "Alright, I'll take care of it. Yun Kexin, you hold the child."
Yun Kexin carefully took the sleeping child from the swaddling blanket and watched as he strode forward. Unsure of what he was doing, she soon saw him return and instruct everyone:
"We can go now."
In front of Lady Ling's tombstone, Shanling, Shining, and Shan Yue hurriedly took out offerings for worship and arranged them neatly. Miao Yu also placed the prepared flowers in the center.
Everyone knelt down as Feng Yinxiao filled several cups with wine in front of them. Yun Kexin softly said:
"Mother, today Feng Yinxiao and I brought the child to see you. You can rest assured in peace."
"Mother, we have named the child ‘Feng Yiling,’" Feng Yinxiao poured cup after cup of wine onto the ground in front of the grave, his voice low, "I wonder if you are satisfied? If not, please let us know in a dream."
Upon hearing this, everyone felt an overwhelming sadness. Miao Yu also wiped her eyes and said:
"Duchess, I have finally fulfilled my promise to you today. Young Master looks just like Young Lord and also resembles Consort Jun. He is incredibly adorable. Furthermore, Consort Jun is a kind-hearted and capable mistress; you can rest now..."
After the ritual was completed, Yun Kexin instructed Nursemaid and Miao Yu to take the child back to the Carriage, as she had other matters to attend to.
"Yun Kexin, what’s wrong? Do you still have something on your mind?"
As the wind blew with a chill, Feng Yinxiao noticed that everyone had retreated and leaned over to ask Yun Kexin.
"Feng Yinxiao, how did you come to cut off Feng Yinfai's head?" Yun Kexin asked abruptly.
"So that's it," Feng Yinxiao smiled lightly, then his expression turned serious as he countered, "Yun Kexin, do you think I shouldn't have killed him?"
"No, I thought you wouldn't kill him," Yun Kexin scoffed, "He disguised himself too well, but ironically, it made people feel he was terrifying at his core. If he could betray and harm even his closest kin, what else would he be capable of in the future?"
"Not killing him? The grudge of killing one's mother cannot be tolerated! This is one of my reasons for killing him," Feng Yinxiao raised his gaze, looking past the tombstone into the distance, his expression grave. "But he couldn't even take responsibility like a man; he pushed all the blame onto the Zhuo Family, who raised him. He has been educated and should know better. The last reason," he pressed his lips together but ultimately continued, "I see the shadow of Jiangyin Marquis in Feng Yinfai, thus this person must be eliminated to prevent future troubles for the Duke of Yan's Residence."
Yun Kexin smiled slightly, turned her body, and wrapped her arms around his waist, feeling emotional as she said:
"Feng Yinxiao, you have avenged me against two marquises who hold deep enmity towards me. How can I thank you?"
"Fool, your enemies are my enemies too," Feng Yinxiao freed one hand to pinch her delicate face affectionately. "Avenge you is to avenge myself. One of those marquises is beyond redemption; Marquis Wu'an and Fu Yueheng conspired against the country and deserve punishment. Not to mention he even tried to frame my brother-in-law."
His reasoning was irrefutable yet carried a hint of childish absurdity, as if he couldn't understand why Yun Kexin would say something so foolish: wasn't this supposed to be a given?
"I understand," Yun Kexin said softly as she nestled closer into Feng Yinxiao's broad embrace. "What I mean is, if it weren't for you, it wouldn't be easy for me to take revenge."
Feng Yinxiao's lips curled slightly, satisfied as he held the woman in his arms. Standing tall, the gentle breeze lifted his long hair, making it dance in the wind. Yun Kexin glanced up at him, her eyes meeting his deep, pool-like gaze. The sunlight scattered in that depth, turning into countless sparkling stars, a sight that was truly pleasing.
Just as he was about to speak, she interjected, wanting to cover her embarrassment.
"Feng Yinxiao, let's head back. The child has been in the carriage for too long; it's not good for them. It's too stuffy." Yun Kexin blinked her eyelashes, appearing casual.
"Alright, let's go back," he smiled and didn't expose her pretense. It was nice to keep it to himself and enjoy the moment. "We can chat on the way."
In the end, the Emperor ordered the Fu Family to be executed immediately. Once the news spread, Feng Yulu cried bitterly, while Yun Ran lamented how fate had played tricks on her—unable to obtain what she desired and losing even her worthless life.
Feng Yinxiao was sent by Feng Hongrui to a friend's house far from the capital to be raised as an adopted son, living an ordinary and simple life. The Yang Family returned to their countryside home with the biological child they had helped Feng Yinxiao find, enjoying a peaceful existence. The Duke of Yan's Residence experienced an unprecedented tranquility.
Before long, Feng Yinxiao received an imperial edict promoting him from Palace Front Commander to Commander of the Hall. He was elevated from a subordinate official to a direct leader, which made Yun Kexin very proud and happy. However, Feng Yinxiao seemed unfazed, playfully entertaining the child on the large bed in their bedroom with amusing words that made people laugh.
"Feng Yinxiao, aren't you happy?" Yun Kexin asked as she sat on the edge of the bed opposite him, with Ling Lang sucking on his fingers in between them. She teased him, "Who else acts like you do—becoming an official yet still wearing a serious face?"
Feng Yinxiao was taken aback and looked up in confusion. "Am I not happy? That's not true. I was just thinking whether Yun Kexin would think I'm not ambitious enough. My elder brother is already a Pavilion General; as the saying goes, 'A soldier who does not aspire to be a general is not a good soldier.'"
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