Ren Rude gave a faint smile and stroked his beard, "It’s all thanks to your pure and kind heart, Lady, that after so many years away from the capital, you still rember old affections."
Feng Yun forced a bitter smile and shook her head, then after exchanging a few more pleasantries with him, she took Kong Yun’e and bid farewell to leave.
As the two of them walked and talked, it seed as if a cold glint was following behind them, as if longing to pierce through her spine.
Feng Yun smiled calmly and said to Kong Yun’e:
"Yun’e, in my farming tool workshop, there are a few small rooms recently built, where during the day workers are busy and at night no one disturbs. It’s warm and quiet, if you feel constrained living in the manor, staying there for a few days might be good."
Kong Yun’e readily agreed: "I’ll follow your orders, Ayun."
-
The night fell in Huaxi Village, and all was silent.
In the tool workshop, the light in Kong Yun’e’s room had just been extinguished.
Then soone knocked on the window, making a ’thud’ sound.
She seed to have anticipated this and sat quietly for a while before getting up to open it.
Their gazes t as they faced each other.
Kong Yun’e stood there without inviting him in.
"Do you need sothing from , my lord?"
The face of the visitor was hidden in shadows, with only his eyes shining brightly.
"Yun’e..." he gently called out, "why have you co to Andu?"
Kong Yun’e remained silent for a long while.
"My affairs are none of your business."
She turned her back to him, "You better leave quickly, lest soone sees you and I can no longer find peace in Andu..."
The person outside, clearly understood.
But his eyes, reflecting the silver moon on the horizon, shone astonishingly bright, showing no intent to leave.
"May I see that child? His na... I heard you call him Hengyang? Did you give him that na?"
Kong Yun’e turned to look at him, her eyes filled with sorrow.
"That child is the son of and my dead husband, what’s it to you what his na is? Now go away."
The visitor watched her silently.
"Then why did you call for to co here..."
Kong Yun’e’s face changed slightly, "I did not call for you to co here."
Realizing sothing, her eyes reddened, and she reached out to prop the half-open window.
"Go away, just go..."
The visitor braced his arm against the window, forcefully swung it open from the outside, leapt inside, then pulled Kong Yun’e’s arm strongly and held her tight in his embrace, the unbearable longing heavy in his breaths.
"Yun’e, I haven’t forgotten you for a single day. How have you been... all these years?"
Kong Yun’e bit him in anger and struggled in his arms, panting heavily, "What good does it do not to forget? Jin Ge, stop pestering , if you can’t do anything for , why bother ?"
Jin Ge: "I can, I can do anything for you."
Kong Yun’e said in exasperation: "What can you do? Marry ? Or take away to fly high and far..."
Jin Ge was taken aback for a mont, then looked down at her.
"Would you really be willing to leave with ?"
Kong Yun’e didn’t speak, but tears began to fall.
"Back then when I asked you to take away, you refused. And later... when I had beco such a person, how could I still go with you?"
Jin Ge stared at her tear-stricken face as if he was nailed to the spot.
After locking eyes for a mont, he suddenly clenched his teeth, "The one who ruined your innocence and humiliated you that year, once I find him, I’ll surely kill him to avenge you..."
Kong Yun’e said, "You can’t avenge ."
Jin Ge, "I can..."
Kong Yun’e was crying her heart out, not wanting to bring up the past again, that spectacle under everyone’s gaze, when she was stripped bare and displayed in front of the temple for countless eyes to see her insulted and body exposed, like a nightmare etched into her bones...
Even in front of the man she had once loved, she felt as if she was naked with sha.
She even rembered that Jin Ge had stood in the crowd that day, standing next to the imposing and refined Young Master Xiao San, watching her expressionlessly with those cold and detached eyes, a sight she would never forget for the rest of her life...
"Just go! There’s no possibility between us anymore. Hengyang is not your son. My son and I have nothing to do with you. I’ve co to Andu to live with Ayun. I’ll have a peaceful life for the rest of my days. Don’t co looking for again. It would only cause people to see and misunderstand..."
"Too bad, I’ve already seen everything."
A voice, neither light nor heavy, ca from outside the door.
Feng Yun’s face was hidden in the shadow, indifferent and resolute.
She just watched the scene before her, neither surprised nor scornful.
Kong Yun’e murmured low, "Ayun..."
Jin Ge shielded her behind him and looked at Feng Yun, "Why did you secretly bring Yun’e to Andu? What’s your purpose?"
With a light laugh, Feng Yun said, "Of course, to help you fulfill your long-cherished wish..."
The expressions on Jin Ge’s and Kong Yun’e’s faces changed simultaneously.
Then they heard Feng Yun say, "Don’t you want to avenge Yun’e? Don’t you want to find the culprit who tarnished her innocence and made her a public spectacle in Yunshui Temple that day, the one who sent her into the abyss?"
Jin Ge, "Yes. I want to know who it was."
Feng Yun asked, "And what will you do when you find out?"
Jin Ge, grinding his teeth, "Even tearing him into eight pieces would hardly soothe the hatred in my heart."
With a smile, Feng Yun said, "Good, then I’ll tell you..."
"Ayun!" Kong Yun’e breathed heavily, seeming on the verge of fainting, clutching her chest, almost suffocating.
"Please," she shook her head, tears streaming down, "I don’t want to hear it anymore, I’m begging you, Ayun, don’t say it..."
With a smile, Feng Yun said, "Yun’e, why punish yourself for a man’s mistakes? What happened back then wasn’t your fault. You’ve been carrying the bla for a man’s cris for so many years, while the real perpetrator road free. Both you and your lover have been in agony. Why?"
"Ayun..." Kong Yun’e’s shoulders trembled, her body shook like chaff, crying as if her heart was being torn apart.
"Don’t be afraid, today I will take revenge for you." Feng Yun took a torch from Xing Bing’s hand, her face’s coldness like that of a sculpture freshly removed from an ice cellar, devoid of any sentint.
"I’ve already brought the person here."
Without waiting for her wave, two soldiers escorted a man with a build similar to Jin Ge’s, appearing tall and robust, over to them.
His mouth was gagged, unable to speak, his eyes filled with terror and fear.
"Tie Ma?" Jin Ge looked at him in surprise, his face filled with disbelief.
"Why have you bound him?" He glared at Feng Yun and then turned to look at Kong Yun’e.
Feng Yun just smiled, "This is the person you’ve been looking for."
Kong Yun’e suddenly burst into loud crying.
Jin Ge stood frozen.
mories rushed into his mind like a flood, and he realized sothing. His face turned ashen, his eyes cold as ice in the light of the flas.
"Was it you?"
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