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"Waiter, bring me another pot of wine!" Feng Qingyuan shouted hoarsely after pouring the last drop from the jug. He glared at Er Gouzi, who had been secretly watching him from the side.
"Captain Feng, you've already had four pots! The wine at Wangyue Tower is indeed fragrant, but it shouldn't be consumed like this! Look, it's still light outside; Miss Lin might be waiting for you to come home for dinner!"
Er Gouzi mustered his courage to advise the flushed Feng Qingyuan, finding it hard to reconcile the usually composed and taciturn man with his current drunken and disheveled state.
Feng Qingyuan raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes locking onto Er Gouzi with a gaze sharp enough to cut: "What did you say?"
Er Gouzi trembled under that glare, nearly losing his wits. Fearing that Feng Qingyuan might draw his sword and strike him down, he quickly shook his head: "No, no, no! I was just rambling; consider it a slip of the tongue! I'll get you more wine right away..."
"Forget it!" Feng Qingyuan sighed lightly, pulling out a piece of silver from his pocket and placing it on the table. His movements were slow as he stood up and headed for the door.
Er Gouzi was taken aback and instinctively began to say, "Take care!"
But then he heard Feng Qingyuan suddenly turn back to him. "Er Gouzi, are you married?"
"I just got married at the beginning of the year! My wife is Spring Girl from the neighboring village; she's not bad-looking," Er Gouzi replied shyly, scratching the back of his head. "Why do you ask, Captain Feng?"
"Nothing much!" Feng Qingyuan shook his head, a bittersweet smile crossing his face. "If I ever stop being Captain, I might just buy a piece of land next to yours and be your neighbor."
It turned out that living a simple life was the best choice! If he weren't the Captain of Jinyang County but rather an ordinary waiter like Er Gouzi, perhaps he could find a common woman and lead an ordinary life just like him.
Unfortunately, he was not Er Gouzi!
Ever since discovering that The Shape-Shifting Silver Wolf had indeed disguised himself as Lord Lin to infiltrate the county office, Feng Qingyuan had been engulfed in an inexplicable restlessness.
He furrowed his brows all day long, his eyes betraying a hint of unease. His intuition told him that although The Shape-Shifting Silver Wolf was ruthless, he likely wouldn't kill without reason.
However, the mere thought that Lord Lin might have met with misfortune sent waves of unprecedented panic through him, as if an invisible hand were tightly gripping his heart.
These past few days, he had no idea how to face Lin Jingxia.
If he were to tell her now that the man lying in bed pretending to be ill was not her biological father, could she truly accept such a cruel reality?
Yet, if he chose not to say anything, given her impulsive nature, once she sensed something amiss, she would undoubtedly rush to The Shape-Shifting Silver Wolf for confirmation without a second thought.
Even if she managed to hold back her emotions, she would likely spend her days in tears, consumed by worry for Lord Lin's safety...
As he pondered these thoughts, his keen hearing suddenly picked up the sound of footsteps approaching from behind, growing ever closer. Years of martial training had honed his instincts, and he could clearly sense that this person was coming for him.
His body tensed instantly, muscles coiling as he prepared to respond to whatever situation might arise.
In that split second when the footsteps were almost upon him, he swiftly crossed his hands and forcefully drove his right elbow backward.
With a dull thud, he collided with someone's body, and at the same moment, a familiar scream pierced the air: "Ah!"
"Prince?" Feng Qingyuan turned his head in confusion, looking at the person clutching their stomach, their face pale with pain and on the verge of tears. "Why are you sneaking around and following me?"
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