Author: 哔哔 (Bi Bi) / Jin Gang Quan

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 73

When Huo Fenghua woke up early the next morning, he still felt as though there was something inside him. He was lying facedown, limp all over, and didn’t want to get up.

He was sleeping on the outer side of the bed. Beside him was the Feng Tianzong still asleep, and Su Zeyang was sleeping on the inner side. Under the quilt, Huo Fenghua’s body was bare. When he rolled over, his thigh pressed against Feng Tianzong’s leg, and he reached out to lightly hook a strand of Feng Tianzong’s hair with his fingers.

Feng Tianzong still didn’t wake.

Propping his head up with one hand, Huo Fenghua stared at Feng Tianzong for a moment, then looked at Su Zeyang, who had his face buried against Feng Tianzong’s shoulder as he slept. For an instant, Huo Fenghua felt that this was probably the life he’d always been chasing: wealth and glory, with beauties in his arms. Wasn’t this far happier than following Shao Feijie and the others around as an exiled imperial prince?

He extended a finger and pointed at Feng Tianzong in the air: Beauty Number One. Then he pointed at Su Zeyang: Beauty Number Two.

Thinking of that, he couldn’t help but laugh silently. At that moment, Su Zeyang shifted slightly and slowly opened his eyes to look at him.

Huo Fenghua blew him a kiss. Then something suddenly occurred to him. He rolled over, wanting to get out of bed. He’d tossed his long robe aside carelessly last night, and it was now on the floor not far from the bed. Reluctant to leave the warmth of the quilt, he only bent at the waist and stretched out an arm to grab it.

But his arm still couldn’t reach. He leaned farther and farther, and ended up accidentally sliding right off the bed, landing bare-assed on the footstool in front of it. The pain made him yelp. Only then did he manage to snatch his clothes, stand up, and throw them on.

It had been a long time since he had sex. Last night’s indulgence had left his body thoroughly satisfied, but first thing this morning his backside wasn’t feeling so great. After a moment’s thought, he decided it must be because Su Zeyang’s technique still had room for improvement and wasn’t as good as his.

After getting dressed and pulling on his shoes, hair loose and unbound, Huo Fenghua hurried out of the room. The moment he stepped outside, he saw Ruan Qin entering through the courtyard gate. He called out, “Sister Qin, you’re up early. Perfect timing.”

Ruan Qin said, “I figured you were about to wake up.”

Huo Fenghua leaned close to her ear and told her to arrange some people. Whether through disguises or spreading rumors, they needed to maintain the illusion that Feng Tianzong and Su Zeyang were still stranded within Xichou territory. After thinking it over, he added, “Best if people believe they escaped to Zhuyue City.”

Ruan Qin nodded. “Understood. I’ll go now.”

Huo Fenghua smiled. “Thanks for the trouble.”

That morning, Wei Kai came again, carrying his medical case. The day before, after returning, he’d stayed up through the night consulting medical texts, and at last he’d figured out what poison Feng Tianzong had been afflicted with and how to treat it.

Today, he first performed acupuncture on Feng Tianzong. After that, he wrote a detoxifying prescription and handed it to Huo Fenghua, telling him to send people to fetch the herbs.

While Wei Kai sat at the table writing the prescription, the door to Huo Fenghua’s bedroom was open. Wen Heyi stood outside, half his body hidden behind the doorframe, peeking in.

Noticing someone outside, Wei Kai turned to look once, then turned back and asked Huo Fenghua, “Why didn’t I see that young lady from yesterday?”

Huo Fenghua sensed that Wei Kai seemed rather interested in Ruan Qin, so he smiled and said, “Sister Qin has some business today. If Doctor Wei comes tomorrow, she should be here.”

Wei Kai had mentioned before that if he did acupuncture to draw out the toxin for five consecutive days, Feng Tianzong would recover faster. Huo Fenghua wanted to coax him into coming every day.

Wei Kai glanced at him, packed up his medical case, and said, “I’ll come again tomorrow.”

Huo Fenghua smiled as he escorted him out. Passing the doorway, he shot Wen Heyi a glare, and Wen Heyi immediately shrank back.

After Huo Fenghua saw Wei Kai out and returned to the room, he found Wen Heyi standing by Feng Tianzong’s bed, looking at him. As Huo Fenghua entered, Su Zeyang also returned from the next room, where he’d been temporarily avoiding notice. When Wen Heyi saw the two of them, his face lit up and he called happily, “Dad, Mom!”

Huo Fenghua laughed to himself. “Good boy.”

Su Zeyang said, not entirely approving, “Did you get someone to look at Martial Uncle Wen’s injuries?”

Huo Fenghua quickly replied, “Of course I did. The doctor said it can’t be cured. There’s nothing I can do.”

Su Zeyang walked into the room. “We can’t just leave him like this forever.”

Wen Heyi was staring at Feng Tianzong on the bed. Feng Tianzong was awake and was looking back at him.

Wen Heyi asked, “Why are you looking at me?”

Feng Tianzong chuckled softly. “Then why are you looking at me?”

Wen Heyi asked him, “Who are you?”

Feng Tianzong didn’t answer.

So Wen Heyi turned to Huo Fenghua. “Dad, who is he?”

Huo Fenghua answered casually, “He’s your second mother.”

Wen Heyi opened his mouth in surprise.

Su Zeyang let out a helpless sigh.

Wen Heyi stared at Feng Tianzong for a while longer, then asked Huo Fenghua in confusion, “Dad, was I born from Mom, or from Second Mom?”

Huo Fenghua told him, “If you were born from Second Mom, I’d tell you he’s your mom, and this one would be your first mom.”

Wen Heyi turned the sentence over and over in his head for a long time, then suddenly understood. “So I was born from Mom.”

Su Zeyang finally couldn’t hold back. “You weren’t born from me. You’re my martial uncle.”

Wen Heyi seemed scared. He hid behind Huo Fenghua. “I’m not a martial uncle.”

Huo Fenghua patted the back of his hand. “You’re not a martial uncle. You’re Yi’er.”

Su Zeyang said to Huo Fenghua, “Don’t keep deceiving Martial Uncle. We should find a way to treat him as soon as possible.”

Huo Fenghua was helpless too. “Then tell me what I’m supposed to do. I’ve had plenty of doctors in Wuhetan examine him. Wei Kai took his pulse too and said it’s an injury inside his head. What, are we supposed to cut his skull open with a knife to treat it?”

Su Zeyang said, “If no one in Wuhetan can treat him, then we’ll look for doctors elsewhere. There has to be a way.”

For several days in a row, Wei Kai came to perform acupuncture on Feng Tianzong. The detox prescription he wrote also had Feng Tianzong drinking three bowls a day. By the fifth day, Feng Tianzong hadn’t fully recovered, but he was already able to get out of bed and walk around.

Feng Tianzong’s face was still a little pale. Wearing an outer robe, he sat on a stool and said to Wei Kai, “Thank you, Doctor Wei.”

Wei Kai couldn’t help sizing him up a few times. He waved a hand, packed his things, stood, and then turned to look for Ruan Qin. Grinning, he said, “Miss Ruan, when I came today, I bought a box of rouge on the way. I thought it’d suit you perfectly.”

Ruan Qin’s expression didn’t change. She only said politely, “Doctor Wei, I’ll see you out.”

Wei Kai slung his medical case on his back and followed her out with light steps. When he reached the doorway, he turned back and told Huo Fenghua, “I’ll keep coming tomorrow.”

Huo Fenghua asked, puzzled, “Aren’t five days of acupuncture supposed to draw out the toxin?”

Wei Kai spoke as though he didn’t particularly care. “Tomorrow I’ll take his pulse again, write a new prescription, and adjust things.”

Huo Fenghua quickly said, “Then I’ll be troubling you, Doctor Wei.”

After Ruan Qin saw Wei Kai off, Huo Fenghua walked to the table. Seeing Feng Tianzong extend a hand toward him, he placed his hand into Feng Tianzong’s palm. Feng Tianzong gave a slight pull and tugged Huo Fenghua down to sit on his lap.

Huo Fenghua went along with it, but said, “General, you really do have good stamina,” and didn’t dare put his full weight down, afraid Feng Tianzong might not be able to handle it.

Feng Tianzong wrapped both arms around Huo Fenghua’s waist. He was slightly out of breath, yet still smiling as he said, “I have to save some strength to hold you.”

Huo Fenghua looped his arms around his neck. “Do you feel better?”

Feng Tianzong said, “Much better. Maybe in another five days I’ll recover completely.”

Huo Fenghua asked, “And then what do you plan to do?”

Feng Tianzong didn’t answer. He only held Huo Fenghua tighter, one hand slipping under the hem of Huo Fenghua’s clothes to rub along his side at his waist, against bare skin.

Huo Fenghua flinched. “In broad daylight, what are you trying to do?”

Feng Tianzong smiled and lifted his head to look at him. Huo Fenghua met his gaze for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed him.

Just as their breathing began to heat up, hurried footsteps came running in from outside the courtyard. Huo Fenghua assumed it was Wen Heyi and didn’t pay attention. He only lifted his head to glance toward the door, and instead saw Xiong’er standing there, staring in shock.

Seeing Huo Fenghua sitting intimately on Feng Tianzong’s lap, Xiong’er’s eyes widened. He pointed at them, stammering, “You, you two—”

At that moment, Su Zeyang came over from the next room carrying a food box. Wen Heyi followed behind him, calling, “Mom, give me some!”

Su Zeyang walked past Xiong’er into the room and said, “You can’t eat any more, Martial Uncle.”

Inside the box were flaky malt candies. Huo Fenghua had sent people to buy them from an old, well-known shop in Wuhetan. When he noticed Su Zeyang liked this kind of candy, he had them buy quite a lot. As a result, Wen Heyi pestered Su Zeyang every day for sweets.

Xiong’er was still standing there, dumbfounded.

Wen Heyi suddenly reached into Su Zeyang’s arms to snatch the box. Su Zeyang pivoted neatly, dodging his hand, and tightened his grip on the box. “Martial Uncle, if you eat too much your teeth will hurt.”

Wen Heyi said anxiously, “Give it to me!”

Huo Fenghua slapped the table and stood up. “Who told you you could lay hands on your mother?”

Wen Heyi shrank his neck in fright and stood frozen in place, not daring to move.

After yelling at Wen Heyi, Huo Fenghua looked toward Xiong’er at the door. “Don’t just stand there. Come in and talk.”

Xiong’er looked completely bewildered. He still didn’t understand what on earth was going on.

Huo Fenghua said to him, “Since you’re back and the General’s awake too, perfect timing. Tonight, call your big brother over. We’ll all have dinner together.”

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