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"Life will not always go as one wishes; one should not be too greedy."
Qin Yaru patted Gao Feng, the tall captain's head, pushing him to help Qin Wenyuan to the guest room in the back to rest.
The identity of Qin Wenyuan as the legitimate eldest son of the Qin Family was still a secret. Since he was here, Gao Feng could not leave either. If Gao Feng stayed, people would only think of Qin Wenyuan as his bodyguard accompanying him. However, if Gao Feng left and Qin Wenyuan remained in the Nangyun Study, it would likely raise suspicions.
General Gao naturally had no reason to be unwilling. Even if he was accompanying his beloved woman to play Go and ended up losing badly, the smile on his face would not fade.
While playing chess, eating the snacks prepared by Qin Yaru, and chatting casually.
Regarding the matters of the Qin Family, Gao Feng only vaguely mentioned a few things without going into detail: "Do not worry; things are progressing smoothly. I have sent someone to the southern border to find Father-in-law. Surely, with Father-in-law's deep blessings, nothing will happen. Moreover, I have already found very favorable witnesses. The fake cannot become real, and the real cannot become fake. Father-in-law has no intention of rebellion, and those who do will not simply quiet down. As long as they take action, they will inevitably expose themselves. It is not difficult to clear your Qin Family's name."
Seeing him so confident, Qin Yaru decided not to ask further. Although this was a matter concerning the Qin Family, since her past life, Gao Feng had adhered to a principle: anything that is not kept secret will fail. Given that person's nature, even for himself, he would never reveal his schemes.
This flaw might be hard for other women to tolerate; after all, no woman can endure her man having countless secrets from her and being unreserved about letting her know.
But Qin Yaru was not so pretentious. Even though she initially found it difficult to adapt, after so many years together, she had no choice but to adjust.
In any case, even if she did not adapt well, with his domineering nature, apart from him, she probably wouldn't find another man unless she wanted to harm someone.
She was not the kind of 'unaware' woman who would act recklessly just to shake off Gao Feng.
Thinking back to events from long ago, Qin Yaru couldn't help but smile slightly.
Back then, she still bore the guise of a young girl while Gao Feng was just a boy. Because she had lived two lives, her temperament had already stabilized; naturally, she excelled in both character and studies and was favored by her teachers. In contrast, Gao Feng was in his rebellious phase, constantly fighting and full of restless energy that seemed impossible to exhaust; if he wasn't scolded by teachers, he felt an itch all over.
That year, after finishing evening study sessions and heading home as an exemplary student, she was unexpectedly pulled onto the back seat of a motorcycle by Gao Feng as he sped down the street with his friends—each accompanied by beautiful girls except for him.
That night spent away from home was indeed her first time.
Qin Yaru sighed. Since then, she had given many of her first experiences to Gao Feng: the first time she went against her parents' wishes, the first time she disagreed with her teacher, the first time she lived recklessly like a wild person in the mountains, the first time she braved the winds and waves, and the first time she climbed a rarely visited peak—what more could this person want? Having gained so much yet still complaining, he was not afraid of retribution.
Lost in thought, a sudden commotion erupted outside.
Then came a piercing scream, the sound reverberating so loudly that even Qin Wenyuan, who had long been drunk and asleep, was stirred awake, groggily shouting from his bed, “What happened…”
“Nothing, just go back to sleep.”
Gao Feng grabbed Qin Yaru with one hand while holding a knife in the other, and stepped out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a richly dressed young man being trampled by Pang Yuanying, blood gushing from him in great spurts, splattering everywhere. The smell of blood filled the air, causing everyone around to flee.
Upon seeing the young man in fine clothes, Gao Feng pulled Qin Yaru back from stepping forward and whispered, “Don’t get involved; that one in fine clothes is no good. Let’s go.”
Qin Yaru paused for a moment but stopped as expected, only murmuring, “It’s easy to come here; leaving won’t be so simple.”
Sure enough, Pang Yuanying looked up and spotted Qin Yaru nestled behind Gao Feng. Instinctively kicking away the person beneath him, he took two steps forward to block their path.
After staring at the two for a while, Pang Yuanying’s gaze darkened. Seeing her still as fair-skinned as ever, even in such a painful situation, she remained calm and composed. This made him feel a hidden pain within; it wasn’t intense hatred but rather an endless entanglement.
Though he felt discomfort inside, his face revealed a hint of sarcasm as he sneered, “I didn’t expect the lofty General Gao to be one of us after all. But your taste is quite peculiar; with so many noble ladies around, you choose a discarded woman. However, she is indeed somewhat enchanting; there’s a certain charm about her. My Ruan Hongtang has three thousand beauties, all with skin like ice and exquisite looks—absolute Beauty.”
With that, Pang Yuanying stepped over and heavily crushed the richly dressed young man who was struggling to rise from the ground. His expression grew more mocking as he leaned forward with a smile and said, “How about I trade you ten beauties for her? Even I occasionally want to try something different. What do you say? You wouldn’t refuse me now, would you?”
He then pointed at the woman standing behind him in an apricot-yellow dress. “Look at my Lady-in-Waiting, Abi. She’s not inferior to your woman!”
His Lady-in-Waiting was indeed quite beautiful; her gentle features bore some resemblance to Qin Yaru, and she appeared to be around twenty years old.
To say she was more beautiful than Qin Yaru would be too much of a compliment, but she wasn’t far off either. Especially since this Lady-in-Waiting had a special aura about her—like someone raised in a wealthy family—dressed splendidly with exquisite jewelry. At first glance, she certainly seemed more attractive than Qin Yaru, who wore simple clothing.
Gao Feng frowned, pondering for a while, seemingly genuinely considering Pang Yuanying's suggestion.
Qin Yaru lowered her head, lightly coughed, swallowing back her smile—despite the Marquis's crude words, perhaps it was because he was too good-looking; people with good looks always have an advantage. His words had no impact at all, and even she felt no sense of insult from them. Instead, she thought his fierce demeanor resembled that of a proud cat with ruffled fur, making her want to go up and give him a tug.
Pang Yuanying's gaze darkened as he looked at the silent and unperturbed Gao Feng, unable to hide a hint of disdain.
After a moment of silence, Gao Feng bared his teeth and exhaled, "Sorry, I really can't remember who you are. You claim to be the Marquis; could you be the son of the Xiangyang Wang family? No, could you be from the Three Princes family? Or which prince's family are you from?"
Pang Yuanying was taken aback, furious, his face flushed red. He suddenly jumped up, drawing his sword and lunging at Gao Feng. "You dare to insult me?"
Gao Feng seemed quite helpless. He protected Qin Yaru with one hand and lazily raised his knife. Without even drawing it from its sheath, he casually deflected Pang Yuanying's attacks while also turning to whisper to his woman, "Did I say something wrong?"
Qin Yaru shrugged. "I wouldn't know."
She truly didn't know. Ever since Gao Feng became a general and a hero, his past reckless behavior in Tokyo City had been conveniently forgotten; no one mentioned it anymore. It was as if Gao Feng had always been an exceptional figure—who would dare to bring up that he used to be a notorious thug even worse than Pang Yuanying?
Naturally, Qin Yaru wouldn't know his background.
Before long, Pang Yuanying was panting heavily and sweating profusely, while Gao Feng remained relaxed and carefree. After such a long time, he still couldn't force Gao Feng to draw his knife.
At first, Gao Feng genuinely did not recognize Pang Yuanying; after all, he was not the original Gao Feng and had no interest in the past conflicts between two young boys.
Later on, although he had investigated the Pang Family, the so-called portraits were so abstract that one might not even recognize them face-to-face. It was normal for him not to have an impression of Pang Yuanying at that moment.
However, due to Lord Pang's attitude now, he had already caught on—there was only one Marquis interested in his woman.
Gao Feng frowned; the Pang Family was an enemy rather than a friend. Compared to Xiangyang Wang, Gao Feng felt that the Pang Family was even more detestable—just like during the war years when traitors were looked down upon even more than the invaders.
If it weren't for the uncertainty of the Pang Family's role in the Qin Family's secret case involving the Dragon Robe, Gao Feng truly wanted to take action and make Pang Yuanying disappear with a single misstep.
After all, the people in the Surroundings could testify that it was Pang Yuanying who struck first. Gao Feng had not even drawn his Treasure Blade. During their confrontation, he had shown mercy; if anything unexpected happened, it would be due to Pang Yuanying's bad luck, and he could not be blamed. At least the Emperor would not punish a general who had achieved great merit for the death of a deceased Marquis.
These thoughts crossed his mind in an instant, but Gao Feng maintained an expression of helplessness, like an older brother playfully sparring with a friend, easily making Pang Yuanying spin in circles.
However, Qin Yaru clearly sensed that Gao Feng was becoming ruthless, targeting vulnerable areas such as under the ribs and vital organs, using hidden strength.
One could imagine that while it might not have been noticeable at first, after Lord Pang returned home and the injuries flared up, he would likely suffer for ten months or so.
Just as Gao Feng was contemplating whether to take further action to ensure that Pang Yuanying would no longer pose a threat, noisy footsteps approached from a distance.
The Yamen Runner from the Night Patrol in Kaifeng had finally arrived.
After all, this was Yujie, not some other place; the Yamen Runners would not behave like modern-day police who only show up after an incident has occurred.
“Qin Yaru, you go back first; I will handle this.”
Qin Yaru nodded, casting a sympathetic glance at Lord Pang, then turned and left gracefully. Before the arrival of the Yamen Runners, she entered the Nangyun Study and locked the door tightly.
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