When Long Zixuan woke up from his coma, it was already the afternoon two days later. During the ti he was unconscious, Long Zixuan felt as if he had been having a very long dream. In the dream, he seed like a floating buoy, endlessly searching and seeking. Finally, a voice full of concern seed to call to him incessantly by his ear, gradually waking him up.
He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Yin Xilin’s little face, filled with worry.
"Xiao Hong, you’re finally awake!" Seeing Long Zixuan co around, Yin Xilin’s eyes reddened, and tears began to fall.
Long Zixuan was about to reach out and wipe her tears, but Yin Xilin suddenly let go of his hand and turned to run outside.
"Master, Xiao Hong is awake! Xiao Hong is awake!"
Soon afterwards, An Yiqing’s hurried footsteps could be heard. He quickly saw An Yiqing and his own grandpa rushing in.
"Girl, how’s Zixuan?" asked the Old Clan Chief softly, as he watched An Yiqing taking Long Zixuan’s pulse.
"It’s nothing, his body is just a bit weak. A couple of days’ rest will do. I’ve applied dicine to his leg wound; in a few days, it will scab over."
The Old Clan Chief breathed a sigh of relief, but then, as if recalling sothing, his expression turned serious. "That girl from the Jin Family is incredibly reckless! This matter can’t just end like this! Zixuan, rest well. Grandpa will instruct the kitchen to make sothing for you."
Having said that, he turned and left.
An Yiqing sat on the chair at the bedside, smiling silently at Long Zixuan. Long Zixuan felt uneasy under An Yiqing’s gaze, his whole body uncomfortable.
Yin Xilin looked questioningly at her master and then at Long Zixuan, her face blank with confusion.
"Ah, Lingling, I’d like so fruit." Long Zixuan coughed lightly.
As soon as Yin Xilin heard him, she imdiately jumped up from the chair and turned to leave the room. "I’ll get it, wait here."
Seeing Long Zixuan send Yin Xilin off, An Yiqing’s smile widened.
"Sister An... the way you’re smiling, Zixuan feels nervous..." Long Zixuan said with a mournful expression.
An Yiqing couldn’t help but laugh. "Zixuan has grown up, hasn’t he? Rember back then, you were just a Little Red Snake, and now you’ve beco an adult. Ah, adulthood is good; you can fall in love now." With that, she laughed, covering her mouth.
Long Zixuan’s attractive eyebrows knit into a knot, his face suddenly warm, as he looked at An Yiqing speechlessly.
"Zixuan, I understand your feelings, and I won’t dismiss them. However, Lingling is still too young, you need to take things gradually. Although this girl is mature for her age, ultimately, she’s still just a child. You probably have a long wait ahead of you." An Yiqing said half-jokingly, half-seriously, stroking the teacup in her hand.
"Sister An, the Dragon Clan’s lifespan is so long; for us, age is the least of our worries. I can wait." Long Zixuan said seriously.
An Yiqing sighed with satisfaction, "That’s good. For the two of you, naturally, I wish the best. But if in the end... I hope you won’t be too stubborn. After all, I don’t want either of you to be hurt."
Long Zixuan nodded, without saying that since realizing his own feelings, he couldn’t escape anymore.
Love, it’s not sothing controlled by reason.
As they spoke, Yin Xilin returned with a plate full of lychees. She had peeled the hard shells clean, leaving the white, plump fruit, round and tempting.
Looking at these lychees, Long Zixuan felt a sweetness nad affection. Imagining Yin Xilin using her fair little hands to peel each lychee filled him with warmth.
Her fair little hand picked up a lychee from the plate, smiling as she brought it to Long Zixuan’s mouth, "Xiao Hong, open wide—"
Obediently, Long Zixuan opened his mouth, watching Yin Xilin as he ate the lychee flesh, the pit already removed.
The sweetness, it reached his heart.
Yin Xilin watched Long Zixuan eat the lychees one by one, feeling utterly content. Since she started raising Xiao Hong, she vowed to make this little snake plump. Even now, she hasn’t changed her resolve.
To her, regardless of Long Zixuan’s true form, he would always be her Little Red Snake.
Poor Long Zixuan, in many future days, putting his heart and soul into changing Yin Xilin’s perception, with a long road ahead...
After eating and joking around, they began to talk business.
"Jin Feng has already been locked up in the Dragon Clan Dungeon. Poisoning the Young Master of the Dragon Clan is no small cri. Originally, Grandpa Long wanted to imprison her in the Water Prison, but then thought it more fitting to leave it to you to deal with, so he didn’t make much of a fuss." An Yiqing recounted the events of the past few days, holding no sympathy for Jin Feng. If she hadn’t been there in ti that night, Long Zixuan might have died. Moreover, being locked in the icy cellar for Yin Xilin, at such a young age, could have led to severe physical harm.
At the ntion of Jin Feng, Long Zixuan’s face suddenly darkened, his body exuding a strong killing intent.
He wasn’t too concerned about his own injuries, but thinking of Yin Xilin being drugged and abandoned in such a cold place at such a young age filled him with rage.
"What about my ’kind-hearted’ father and mother?" Long Zixuan asked.
"They’ve been locked up in the dungeon by Grandpa Long as well." An Yiqing sighed. Having such eccentric parents, Long Zixuan indeed had bad luck. Even a tiger wouldn’t eat its cub; a mother drugging her own son would be condemned by countless netizens if it happened in the outside world.
"Then keep them locked up." Long Zixuan said with a cold smile, originally still holding onto a thread of familial bond, but after this incident, any remaining respect for Jin Sha and Long Zhan was entirely depleted.
The next day, with his body mostly recovered, Long Zixuan went alone to the Dragon Clan Dungeon.
Long Zhan and Jin Sha had been transferred elsewhere, and for now, were under house arrest. It’s unlikely they’ll ever co out again. He ca today to et with Jin Feng.
More precisely, to tornt her.
Over the past few days, Jin Feng hadn’t been too comfortable. She was rely one of the Jin Family’s daughters, not a treasured favorite. After the recent incident, the Jin Family’s reputation suffered greatly. The Jin Family’s Patriarch, furious, decided to abandon this piece on the chessboard.
Therefore, the Jin Family hadn’t sent anyone to take care of her in the dungeon, and the soldiers responsible for guarding the dungeon wouldn’t treat her kindly.
At this mont, she was wearing white prison clothes, her face bruised, her hair disheveled, and looked much thinner and utterly haggard.
Long Zixuan dismissed the people around and walked alone towards her cell.
Hearing the sound, Jin Feng slowly raised her head, and at the sight of Long Zixuan, a hint of brightness appeared in her eyes as she rushed to the cell door, crying out desperately.
"Zixuan! Young Master! Young Master, save !"
Long Zixuan walked slowly to the cell door, standing still, coldly watching Jin Feng struggle within. Gradually, he showed a charmingly wicked smile, "Save you?"
Jin Feng nodded eagerly.
"You left Lingling alone in that icy cellar, and still hope I save you?" Long Zixuan’s voice turned cold, causing Jin Feng to shiver.
Looking at the handso-faced but icy-cold man before her, fear rose in Jin Feng’s heart. She seed... to have underestimated his ruthlessness...
"Jin Feng, I rember we grew up together. At that ti, you were still a child, only slightly younger than Lingling. How could you be so heartless, leaving a little girl alone in the cellar?" Long Zixuan leaned forward, looking at this childhood playmate, only a year younger than him. Although he had disappeared for decades, his childhood companions remained clear in his mind. Though his relationship with Jin Feng wasn’t intimate, they were childhood schoolmates and playmates.
"If you had only targeted that day, I might have spared you out of childhood kindness. But you shouldn’t have—of all things—harbored thoughts of harming Lingling."
With that, he slowly turned and walked away, leaving Jin Feng behind to scream herself hoarse.
The next day, Long Zixuan issued the order, Jin Feng poisoned and hard the Young Master, locked away in the Water Prison, tortured to death!
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