"But Miss, didn't our men investigate when the incident happened? They didn't find anything wrong!"
"Investigate Li Qiushui! Li Qiushui said that Qiqi was entrusted to her by Mingyue. Why was Li Qiushui at Yandang Mountain? What was she doing there? I want to know all about it. I want to know everything about Li Qiushui! "
Although Dongfang Lan tried her best to keep a clear head, she was at a loss for what to do. The only thing Dongfang Lan could think of was Li Qiushui.
She had a feeling that Li Qiushui was not a simple person. Could Li Qiushui have played a part in the incident that year? Feng Xie cried out. This matter was not as simple as it seemed. Li Qiushui was just a woman. What could she do? She must have had someone supporting her. However, who was the one supporting him? Could it be … that was why Feng Xie did not dare to appear?
In the palace, an undercurrent was quietly surging, but this did not affect the couple in the Lion Ridge at all.
When Murong Qiqi woke up from her hunger, she had already left the bed and was sitting in Feng Cang's arms, facing a table full of delicious food.
"You're awake?" Feng Cang kissed Murong Qiqi's forehead, his eyes filled with love. "Are you hungry? I'll feed you! "
"I'll do it myself!" Realizing that she was only wearing a single layer of clothing, Murong Qiqi blushed and wanted to leave Feng Cang's arms. But just as she moved, she couldn't help crying out.
"What's wrong?" Feng Cang put down his chopsticks and looked at Murong Qiqi with concern. "Qingqing, are you feeling unwell?"
How was Murong Qiqi supposed to answer this question? Her entire body was aching. She wanted to get up, but her legs were weak and she could only fall into Feng Cang's arms. Murong Qiqi blushed when she saw Feng Cang's concerned expression. Feng Cang became even more anxious when she remained silent.
"What's wrong? Does it … still hurt? "
Feng Cang's words made Murong Qiqi blush even more. She buried her head in Feng Cang's arms and refused to lift her head when she thought of the fiery passion from last night.
Feng Cang immediately guessed what Murong Qiqi was thinking. He hugged Murong Qiqi tightly and laughed softly. "You and I are already husband and wife. Qingqing, why are you still so shy?"
"It's all because of you!" Murong Qiqi complained in a low, muffled voice in Feng Cang's arms. However, there was a trace of sweetness in her complaint that drew the two of them closer.
"It's all my fault! Although I've always wanted to restrain myself, Qingqing, you're so delicious … "
"Don't say it!" Murong Qiqi raised her head and covered Feng Cang's mouth. "Don't say it!"
Looking at Murong Qiqi's shy eyes, Feng Cang stuck out the tip of his tongue and swirled it around her palm, causing Murong Qiqi's palm to go numb. She hurriedly took it back.
"Cang, you've become bad!" The woman in his arms pouted coquettishly, causing Feng Cang to be in a good mood. Just as he was about to kiss Murong Qiqi, his stomach rumbled. Murong Qiqi's head was almost lowered to the ground.
"Come, I'll feed you!" Knowing that his little princess was shy, Feng Cang no longer teased her. Instead, he picked up some food and fed it to Murong Qiqi.
For some reason, perhaps because she was really hungry and exhausted, Murong Qiqi actually ate two bowls of rice in one go.
Rubbing her bulging stomach, Murong Qiqi revealed a satisfied smile. It was only then that she realized that Feng Cang had not eaten a single bite. Looking at the food on the table, she had already eaten a lot, leaving only a few leftovers. Murong Qiqi smiled embarrassedly.
"Erm, do you want some more? I'm too hungry. I've eaten all of it."
"No need, this is good enough!"
After feeding Murong Qiqi, Feng Cang ate three bowls of rice with the soup.
Seeing how Feng Cang was wolfing down the food, Murong Qiqi found it hard to associate this person with the usual elegant man. Seeing Murong Qiqi's mouth open in shock, Feng Cang revealed a mesmerizing smile. "Why?
"Why? The more you look at him, the more you think that you have good taste and found a good man?"
Murong Qiqi could not help but stick out her tongue at Feng Cang's shamelessness. "Of course not! It's just that I'm used to seeing an elegant gentleman like you, and I'm a little shocked to see this side of you. "
"Haha, so I'm just an elegant gentleman in Qingqing's heart!" Putting down the bowl, Feng Cang placed his chin on Murong Qiqi's hair. His heart was filled with happiness.
He had never thought of such a thing in the past. He did not dare to think of it, nor could he imagine it. But now, the person he loved was in his arms, sharing a bed with him, sharing a meal with him. This moment was simply too wonderful. Feng Cang wished that he could immerse himself in this happiness forever and never wake up!
"I used to eat like this when I was leading troops in the wilderness. Sometimes, we could only eat dry rations in the wilderness, and after that, we would eat wild vegetables. Sometimes, they could even hunt prey and have a meal of meat. As for vegetables and fruits, they were practically luxuries. I was a general, so my treatment was much better. On the other hand, the soldiers under me had to work extremely hard, and they would often cook wild vegetables. Those days are really nostalgic … "
Following Feng Cang's description, Murong Qiqi felt like she was looking at Feng Cang, who was once a mighty young god. It turned out that this man had such an experience. It seemed like what she saw was only a part of him. She had to dig deeper into him.
"Now that the war is over and I've returned to the capital, I've been living like a prince for a long time, and I've become lazy!"
Hearing the nostalgia in Feng Cang's words, Murong Qiqi reached out and placed her hand on Feng Cang's palm. "Cang, why do you sound like you really want to go to war …"
"A good man's ambition is to travel far and wide. As long as you're a hot-blooded man, you would want to go to war and fulfill your ambitions. I'm a man among men, so I'm no exception! "
Murong Qiqi could understand why Feng Cang said that. Having grown up beside Feng Xie, Feng Cang was naturally influenced by him. He must have treated Feng Xie as his idol, and wanted to become a general and drink blood on the battlefield!
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