Inside the room, Linglong and Xue Niang went to the bedroom to chat, while Xiao Shan and Feng Shi Hao drank outside.
They talked about the situation, about the capital, topics unrelated to themselves, neither here nor there.
“What’s on your clothes?” Feng Shi Hao glanced at the hem of Xiao Shan’s robe.
“What are you looking at? It’s embroidered.”
Xiao Shan stretched out, letting him see clearly.
It was a small tiger, looking up, its tail curled.
Feng Shi Hao truly couldn’t believe it, and was utterly bewildered, “A yellow tiger? What’s the significance?”
For an eight-foot man like him, wasn’t it a bit incongruous to have something like that on him?
“What significance is there? I was born in the Year of the Tiger.”
Xiao Shan flipped the hem of his robe, no longer showing it to him.
Seeing his smug expression, Feng Shi Hao suddenly understood: He got it, Lingyao must have embroidered it!
It was truly stifling.
“Wuwu—” A delicate crying sound came from outside.
That kitten-like voice, one could tell it was his precious daughter!
Feng Shi Hao hurried out and saw Nan Xing indeed crying over a chicken!
“You’re no good! Bringing the adults here breaks the rules!”
Little Bei Yue finished speaking and, with his short legs, dashed towards the door. But as soon as his hand reached the collar behind the door, he was lifted up.
“You little rascal, bullying a girl, you’ve gotten brave, haven’t you?”
Xiao Shan brought him back, “Apologize to your sister, and then save the chicken!”
“Sister, I’m sorry.” Little Bei Yue bowed crisply, “The chicken can’t be saved, she delayed it.”
He pointed at Nan Xing with righteous indignation.
Nan Xing looked at the fierce Xiao Shan, so scared she didn’t even dare to cry.
Then, Xiao Shan’s palm came down, “Rascal, I’ll teach you to kill chickens!”
He landed a few slaps on Little Bei Yue’s backside.
Except for the one being hit, everyone else felt immense sympathy.
Feng Shi Hao wanted to reprimand Xiao Shan, but he was afraid Nan Xing would misunderstand.
Yu Liu and Yu Shan felt pity, but it was useless; they were used to it.
Su Mian grinned: Truly worthy of being called the Fierce God General, to lay hands on even his own adorable son!
After finishing the spanking, Xiao Shan picked up the chicken and the shovel and went out to deal with it.
Little Bei Shang bared her teeth, as if empathizing, “Told you to eat so much, you can’t run fast, it hurts so much!”
Little Bei Yue rubbed his bottom and glared at her, “It’s not you getting hit, what are you hurting for!”
“I feel the pain watching, run faster next time.” Little Bei Shang touched her own bottom.
There would be a next time? Feng Shi Hao began to doubt Xiao Shan’s authority.
Nan Xing’s eyes were teary, filled with guilt.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have cried just now.”
She had angered her uncle, causing her brother to be beaten.
He’d already been beaten, what was the point of saying this now? He was a man, he should be more magnanimous.
Little Bei Yue waved his hand generously, “Hey, it’s okay, wait until I find a chance to complain to Mom, and let Mom discipline Dad tonight, he won’t get off easy.”
“Auntie disciplines Uncle? How?” Nan Xing widened her phoenix eyes, full of confusion.
Uncle seemed so powerful, could Auntie beat him?
“I don’t know how she disciplines him, but it’s quite effective, and Dad is very afraid.”
All the adults fell silent.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you to see Uncle Lian Hua, let you broaden your horizons.”
The three little ones made up, holding hands as they went out, just as Xiao Shan returned with the shovel.
“Take good care of the girls, and if you make them cry again, I won’t just spank your backside.”
Feng Shi Hao looked at him with an ineffable expression: Xiao, the devoted wife-slave, do you believe yourself when you say that?
Xue Niang and Linglong came out of the room together, “Where are the children?”
“They went to Third Brother’s place.”
“Linglong, I’ll take you to meet my Third Brother.” Xue Niang smiled at Qu Linglong.
Earlier in the bedroom, her physical strength had failed her, and seeing her lying on the couch had made her feel extremely distressed.
In the past, Linglong had saved her from the brink of death several times, and now, seeing her lying there so fragile, she felt powerless.
It was too stifling.
Qu Linglong wasn’t quite sure of Third Brother’s background. The royal family only had two princes; when did a third one appear?
But since Xue Niang wanted to take her to see him, she would go.
Feng Shi Hao stopped them, “Don’t go, lest you get hurt.”
That madman would start a fight at the slightest disagreement; it was better to stay far away.
Xue Niang looked at Feng Shi Hao’s short hair, smiling sweetly, “Big Brother can also follow if he’s worried!”
“Follow what! Have some backbone! Stay here honestly!”
Xiao Shan pulled Feng Shi Hao into the house. He probably understood Xue Niang’s intentions and decided it was best not to let this fellow upset Third Brother.
Feng Shi Hao was quite annoyed, “I don’t, do you?”
“Of course I do, what do you think I am, you?”
As they spoke childishly, Xue Niang supported Linglong, “Ignore Big Brother, let’s go.”
Linglong didn’t understand, but knew that if Xue Niang asked her to go, there must be a reason, otherwise, she wouldn’t have asked her to move with such a frail body.
Just a few steps, and she was walking with difficulty, her chest feeling like it was being pricked by needles, cold sweat beading on her forehead. It had worsened, perhaps it was just a matter of days.
Qu Linglong thought sadly, then was helped by Xue Niang into Third Brother’s home.
Third Brother’s home was quite lively. Yu Shan, Yu Liu, Su Mian, including Thirteen, plus the three little ones, were all tilting their heads back, looking at the sky in amazement.
And Third Brother was showing off his Qing Gong again.
In the past, Xiao Shan had bought Xue Niang those small books about martial arts heroes, where heroes could stand on leaves and fly in the air. At the time, he had said it was fake.
It was indeed fake; ordinary people couldn’t do it.
But Third Brother was no ordinary person. He had spiritual power and had learned martial arts from Xiao Shan.
Integrating them, he could leap several zhang high, then with his hands behind his back, slowly descend in circles, very elegantly, like a celestial being descending.
This was what he loved doing most now. He said the feeling of his hair flying was incredibly dashing.
In the past, Xiao Shan used to spar with him, but now he didn’t, saying Third Brother was too flashy, not like a man.
In reality, he was just jealous of Third Brother.
“Uncle, Uncle, hurry and take me flying, take me to the sky!”
As soon as he landed, the three little ones rushed forward, opening their arms to be held.
Third Brother took two in one hand and one in the other, lifting them and flying into the sky again.
For a moment, the entire courtyard was filled with excited screams, piercing the ears.
Su Mian: “I want to go to the sky too.”
Thirteen: What the hell kind of martial art is this, it’s too bizarre.
Qu Linglong was simply stunned. Who exactly was this Third Brother?
Xue Niang clapped her hands, “Third Brother and Jiang Yu Bai are only missing white robes and flowers!”
Flowers should be scattered here!
Third Brother slowly descended again, his cold gaze sweeping over the audience, the slight curl of his lips showcasing his pride.
When he saw Qu Linglong, his brow furrowed, “You’re dying soon!”
“Yes! She’s almost scared to death by you!” Xue Niang quickly pulled Third Brother and said to Yu Liu and the others, “Take the children to play something else!”
Amidst the children’s chatter, Xue Niang helped Linglong into the house.
“Third Brother, can you save her?”
Third Brother: “Yes.”
“Will it cause damage to your body?”
Third Brother looked at Xue Niang as if she were an idiot again.
“A mere ant, can it cause damage?”
It would only consume a negligible amount of spiritual power, not tens of thousands of people.
By asking such a question, he knew how useless Ah Yin had been in the past.