FID – Chapter 565

Chapter 565: Approaching Feng Qingbai Means Certain Assassination

Knowing that their grandparents had just returned home and were still caught up in their excitement, chatting away with the villagers, Liu Yusheng, Fu Yuzheng, Liu Zhixia, and a few other younger ones quietly slipped away.

Although it had only been ten days since they returned from the capital, Fu Yuzheng was pregnant, and no matter how comfortable the journey was, nothing compared to being home. She was already feeling a bit tired.

Liu Zhixia led her to their courtyard in the second section of the house to rest.

“Brother, you and Sister-in-law go ahead. I’ll bring you some scented sachets later to hang in the room—it’ll help her feel more comfortable,” Liu Yusheng said.

“Alright, just bring them over when you’re ready.”

“Lucky Nannan, I want some sachets too. Give me a few,” Xue Qinglian slumped down, completely lacking his usual energy. Even when trying to snatch something from Liu Yusheng, he seemed unenthusiastic.

Qian Wanjin stood nearby with his hands on his hips, rolling his eyes toward the sky. “I mean, seriously? It was just a lousy carriage! It’s been over ten days, and you’re still sulking like this!”

“You know nothing! A lousy carriage? That was a custom-built masterpiece! Do you have any idea how much money I spent on it? After a little discount, it was exactly ten thousand taels!” Xue Qinglian snapped.

“Pfft!” Qian Wanjin burst out laughing on the spot. “You think I don’t know the market? That shabby thing cost ten thousand taels? Was it made of solid gold?”

“Do you even understand what a mechanism is? The moment I sit in that carriage, and the moment I activate the mechanisms, not even a hundred assassins can break into my carriage! You country bumpkin! If you’re ignorant, just keep quiet so you don’t embarrass yourself!”

Was his carriage just an ordinary carriage? No, it was a fortress—an impenetrable stronghold!

Qian Wanjin twitched, and Liu Yusheng twitched too. Was this guy insane? Did he really have so much money that he had to spend it on a tricked-out, trap-laden carriage?

Xue Qinglian lifted his eyelids and scoffed, “What are you looking at? You think I’m crazy? If getting close to Feng Qingbai didn’t mean constant assassination attempts, would I have spent ten thousand taels to build a mechanism-laden carriage?!”

Do you know how many bottles of medicine he’d have to sell just to break even?!

The two standing next to him: “……”

Suddenly, Xue Qinglian’s decision made a lot of sense.

“Nannan, should we get one of those carriages with built-in mechanisms too?” Qian Wanjin asked.

Honestly, hanging around Feng Qingbai felt like living without any security at all.

Liu Yusheng thought for a moment. “There’s no need to waste money. Xue Qinglian already has one. We’ll just use his—he doesn’t even need it anyway.”

“Wait a minute, Lucky Nannan, you can’t just say that! What do you mean I don’t need it?” Seeing the young girl head toward the inner courtyard, Xue Qinglian hurried after her, unwilling to let it slide.

“You have medicine, don’t you?”

“Do you think medicine can solve everything? People have arrows too, you know!”

“You know martial arts.”

“My martial arts aren’t invincible, damn it!”

“Then just build another one. Selling a few bottles of medicine will cover it—why are you being so stingy? You’ve already taken more than ten bottles of medicine from me, and all I’m asking for is one carriage. Isn’t that a fair trade?”

Xue Qinglian: “…” Damn it, he had no comeback for that!

First, Feng Qingbai scammed him, and now Nannan was robbing him too.

This pair together—ha! He was just a sitting duck waiting to be plucked!

As the younger ones noisily made their way into the inner courtyard, Chen Xiulan and Du Juan followed behind, carrying bedding and other household items, listening and laughing.

A house full of people was lively, full of warmth.

In the second courtyard, Liu Zhixia and Fu Yuzheng had just sat down for a moment when the two women entered and started making the bed.

Brand-new bedding, bright red.

“Mother, Second Aunt, this…” Fu Yuzheng hesitated, her face slightly flushed.

Red bedding was meant for newlyweds.

Du Juan smiled. “You and Zhixia got married in the capital, and your Second Uncle and I couldn’t be there to celebrate, but we had your wedding gifts ready at home. This mandarin duck quilt was specially prepared for you two to use when you returned. I’ve already washed and sun-dried the sheets and covers—they’re perfectly clean. I wish you both a long and loving marriage, full of harmony and mutual respect.”

Fu Yuzheng glanced at Liu Zhixia, her eyes turning slightly red. “Thank you, Second Aunt.”

Liu Zhixia also smiled. “Thank you, Second Aunt.”

“No need for thanks—we’re all family. As long as you two are doing well, that’s what matters.” Chen Xiulan and Du Juan finished making the bed. “Alright, you’ve just returned from traveling, so you must be exhausted, especially Yuzheng with her pregnancy. Get some rest. We’ll call you when dinner is ready.”

Seeing this, Fu Yuzheng wanted to follow them to the kitchen to help, but Chen Xiulan pressed her back down. “You just rest well. There will be plenty of chances to help in the future. Our family doesn’t let daughters-in-law wear themselves out.”

With that, she and Du Juan left the room, closing the door behind them.

Fu Yuzheng looked around the bedroom, her eyes growing even redder. Du Juan had decorated it just like a newlywed’s room—it was clear how much effort she had put into it.

At first, Liu Zhixia simply watched her with a smile, but when he saw her like this, he sighed helplessly.

“Why are you crying all of a sudden? Are you going to cry every time you’re touched by something? Should I try to move you or not?”

The helpless tone in his voice made Fu Yuzheng burst into laughter. She leaned into his embrace and murmured, “Zhixia, I really feel so happy—like all my hardships have finally paid off. Ever since I met you, my days have been nothing but sweet.”

“It should be,” the man murmured with a smile. “Making you happy will be my lifelong mission.”

Outside the slightly ajar door, shadows flickered. Three heads were practically squeezed together, peeking through the gap.

“Well? Did they kiss? Did they kiss?” Qian Wanjin mouthed the question to Liu Zhiqiu.

“Not yet. Shhh~ They’re hugging, they’re hugging!”

Squatting at the bottom, Liu Yusheng’s eyes sparkled. She had no idea how she ended up crouching with these two, but that didn’t stop her from enjoying the scene with great interest.

Tsk tsk, her big brother’s sweet talk was so smooth!

No wonder he was the top scholar—his eloquence was top-notch!

Xue Qinglian, meanwhile, stood with his arms crossed against the doorframe, gazing at the sky. The longer he hung out with this group, the more he felt his intelligence dropping.

“Have you seen enough?” A low, restrained male voice came from inside the room.

“…” The three at the door exchanged glances—then bolted. Before running off, Liu Yusheng remembered why she was there in the first place and tossed a few sachets through the door gap. “Big Brother, here’s what I brought. Just place them wherever you like. You and sister-in-law can keep hugging—no rush!”.

“Brother, Sister-in-law, I’ll come call you when it’s time to eat!” Liu Zhiqiu shouted from the doorway before dashing off with Qian Wanjin, both laughing mischievously.

As for Xue Qinglian, the moment he heard movement from the room, he was already gone in a flash—running the fastest of them all.

Inside the room, Liu Zhixia rubbed his forehead while Fu Yuzheng covered her mouth, stifling her laughter.

It was embarrassing, yes, but getting teased like this was actually kind of fun.

Back in her own small courtyard, Liu Yusheng sat beneath the lush green bamboo, resting her chin on her palm as she gazed at the sunset. The sky was painted with vibrant hues, surrounding the setting sun with a breathtaking display of colors. A soft smile curved her lips.

Home was the best.

She also really missed that man far away in the capital.

She wondered when they would finally be like her big brother and sister-in-law—together, side by side.

“Nannan, do you want to send a letter to the capital?” From behind her, Wei Hong asked as she leaned lazily against the doorframe.

“Aunt Hong,” the young girl turned back, her smile gentle. “Just let Feng Qingbai know that we’ve made it home safely. Oh, and if you want to ask about Uncle Lan, you can do that too.”

Wei Hong staggered—then bolted out of the courtyard like the wind.