AMLFS Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Long Time No See, Ning Wangfei

Leaning in Zhao Fangye’s arms, listening to his gentle comfort, Song Huaixi finally felt more at ease.

He felt the pain wasn’t so bad anymore.

Pouting and shaking his head, he said, “Alright then, I forgive you.”

Immediately after, Song Huaixi grabbed the dragon-pattern embroidery on his chest and said indignantly, “But if you hurt me again next time, I’m not going to pay attention to you.”

“You always hurt me, I don’t like it.”

He was very afraid of pain.

Listening to his aggrieved complaint, Zhao Fangye felt a little helpless.

Lowering his cold and stern eyes, he reached out to smooth his tightly furrowed brows and teased, “Huaixi is so delicate.”

He hadn’t even done anything seriously, and Song Huaixi was already complaining about the pain.

He was really delicate to the extreme.

But alas, there was nothing he could do. He could only dote on the person he liked.

Reaching out, he gently tapped the tip of his nose.

“Got it. Next time, I won’t let you hurt. Huaixi, don’t be angry with your husband.”

Song Huaixi received the guarantee, and he nodded in peace of mind, “Okay, that’s good!”

Zhao Fangye chuckled softly at his trusting appearance.

If he didn’t restrain himself, Song Huaixi would probably be a little lamb that was eaten clean by him, leaving not even bones. At that time, those dark and bright eyes would definitely look at him in fear, tears falling non-stop all night long.

Zhao Fangye admitted that he was not some paragon of virtue. He had seen too many filthy things since he was a child. He also had a dark side when it came to Song Huaixi.

He liked Song Huaixi’s eyes that were dependent and purely gazing at him, and he also liked these eyes looking at him in a daze on the bed.

Song Huaixi was a beautiful, fragile butterfly that actively flew into his hand, making him so fond of him that he couldn’t help but want to crush him.

It was precisely because of his love that he restrained himself at all times.

He was afraid of exposing his unbearable dark side and scaring away this beautiful and fragile butterfly.

Zhao Fangye held him in his arms, picked up the book he had been concentrating on reading just now, and explained the words on it to him.

The back of Song Huaixi’s neck brushed against the raised patterns embroidered with gold thread on Zhao Fangye’s official robe.

A burst of itching came, which was very uncomfortable.

Covering his neck, Song Huaixi turned his head and stared at his chest, saying, “Your clothes are biting people.”

“Is that so?” Zhao Fangye pulled him over to examine him, and saw that a small patch behind Song Huaixi’s neck had been rubbed red: “It was my negligence.”

Then he got up and walked aside, changing into a soft, white casual outfit.

Ever since Song Huaixi said he liked to see him wearing white clothes, Zhao Fangye wore white clothes more often.

Zhao Fangye came back late. After having a meal, he taught Song Huaixi a few more words. Although Song Huaixi was born with a deficiency, he was honest and earnest in doing things.

He could remember about seventy or eighty percent of a word after being taught it several times, and sometimes he would say a few principles he learned in the academy.

At night, by the candlelight.

Song Huaixi sat on the bed with his hands behind him, supporting himself, while Zhao Fangye applied medicine to him.

The secret place was touched by Zhao Fangye’s slender fingers, and the cool ointment brought a slight tremor.

Zhao Fangye’s expression was focused, and there was no distracting thought in his eyes. He carefully applied the medicine to the reddened area.

But Song Huaixi didn’t know what he was thinking, and his face gradually flushed red.

Raising his head and seeing his shy appearance, Zhao Fangye’s eyes flickered slightly.

Putting the ointment aside.

He reached out and propped himself up beside Song Huaixi, raised his chin and gave him a lingering kiss.

When the kiss ended, Song Huaixi was so comfortable that his eyelashes were dewy.

Wagging his white feet back and forth, he looked at him and coquettishly said, “Want another kiss…”

Zhao Fangye’s blood surged, and he almost couldn’t hold back, his light-colored eyes filled with dark emotions.

If he kissed again, things would not be good.

He gently pecked his lips and separated, Zhao Fangye reached out and touched his head: “Sleep.”

Only then was Song Huaixi satisfied and got into the quilt. His two round eyes flickered.

The next day, the discomfort in his body had lessened a lot.

Song Huaixi walked on the ground with some surprise. It was clearly still a bit painful yesterday.

Looking at Zhao Fangye who walked in, Song Huaixi da-da-da ran to his side.

Happily sharing his discovery: “Zhao Fangye, my legs don’t hurt anymore, it’s so magical.”

The medicine Zhao Fangye used for him was a priceless wound medicine, worth a lot of money. A small jar was worth a year’s salary for many officials in the court.

The effect was naturally significant.

Pursing his lips, Zhao Fangye didn’t explain, not wanting to reveal the truth and spoil his interest, his eyes showing a gentle smile.

Zhao Fangye tidied up the broken hair around his ears, and pretended to be surprised: “Is that so? That’s really amazing. Alright, hurry up and wash up, it’s time to go to school.”

After tidying himself up, he got into the carriage.

Song Huaixi, drowsy, snuggled on Zhao Fangye’s body and took a nap.

Arriving at the academy, he waved to Zhao Fangye. And walked in with Qing Shan and Qing Yang.

Walking into the study, he ran into Li Haoyang.

The opposite clear and gentle face immediately showed a smile to Song Huaixi.

Li Haoyang greeted him, his words carrying intimacy: “Huaixi, you’re here.”

Song Huaixi also curved his eyes and smiled at him: “Good morning.”

Because Li Haoyang was a relatively enthusiastic person in the academy, he would tell some interesting jokes, and would also tell him some of the tasks assigned by the teacher.

However, Song Huaixi naturally didn’t need to have as much heavy schoolwork as everyone else. Only occasionally would the teacher call him over to teach him separately.

Usually, he was just listening in the classroom, to cultivate his sentiment.

Now their seats were far apart and they couldn’t talk like before, Song Huaixi was a little frustrated.

Little did he know that all of this was arranged by Zhao Fangye.

“Why didn’t you come yesterday?” Li Haoyang’s tone was a little worried: “Was something delayed?”

“Yesterday…” Song Huaixi pursed his lips and said, “I didn’t come yesterday because I wasn’t feeling well, I asked the teacher for leave.”

Some other emotions flashed in Li Haoyang’s eyes, and then he curled his lips.

His face was still that of a modest gentleman, his voice gentle: “I see, did you catch a cold? Your voice sounds a little hoarse.”

Hoarse?

Song Huaixi opened his mouth and ah-ah-ah… shouted a few times, it was indeed a little hoarse.

But he didn’t know why it was hoarse.

“Not a cold… it’s… it’s…” Grabbing his sleeves, Song Huaixi didn’t know how to explain.

Just then, Qing Shan, who had gone to set up the desk first, came over and interrupted the conversation between the two: “Ning Wangfei, the teacher is coming, let’s go to the seat first.”

“Then I’m leaving.” Song Huaixi waved to Li Haoyang. Saying that, he turned and walked towards his seat.

Qing Shan also nodded to him as a signal, Li Haoyang was still nice to his Wangfei. Therefore, Qing Shan and Qing Yang were also quite polite to him.

The time in the school was boring, and it was finally time to leave school.

The people in the study left one after another.

Song Huaixi waited for Qing Shan and Qing Yang to pack his things for him, and then go out together.

Li Haoyang walked in from outside the study, Song Huaixi saw him and greeted him: “You haven’t left yet?”

Smiling and nodding at Song Huaixi, Li Haoyang’s cyan gown set him off as particularly scholarly. Song Huaixi felt from the bottom of his heart that he was very powerful and would definitely become a high official in the future.

Because when the teacher lectured, some questions others couldn’t answer, but Li Haoyang could always answer fluently.

Walking closer to Song Huaixi, Li Haoyang glanced at the two people around him who were cleaning up the table.

The expression on his face remained unchanged, and he said to Song Huaixi: “It’s good that you haven’t left yet, just now the teacher asked me to call you, saying that he wanted to explain some homework to you.”

“Come with me now, don’t keep the teacher waiting.”

“Ah?” Song Huaixi heard that and hurriedly walked out: “Then let’s go quickly!”

Qing Shan and Qing Yang heard that, immediately put down the things in their hands, wanting to follow.

Li Haoyang turned his head, raised his hand to stop their movements, and said to them: “You two just clean up here and wait, the teacher doesn’t like too many people.”

Qing Shan and Qing Yang, heard that and were a little hesitant. Looking at the two of them very tangled, after all, the prince ordered them to stay close to Wangfei.

Seeing their worry, Li Haoyang smiled and said: “What are you so nervous about? With me, your Wangfei will be fine.”

Song Huaixi was eager to find the teacher, and said to the two: “I’ll be back soon, you wait for me here.”

After saying that, he followed Li Haoyang out, all the way turning seven turns and eight turns, almost making Song Huaixi dizzy.

Song Huaixi felt something was wrong, turned his head and asked Li Haoyang next to him, “How much longer? Today’s room is different from the teacher’s previous room?”

Li Haoyang, the expression on his face was still gentle, and his voice also steadily explained: “The teacher doesn’t like to be disturbed, this is his private residence.”

“Oh.”

Stopping at a door, Li Haoyang opened the door: “Go in.”

Song Huaixi did not suspect him, and pushed the door open and entered.

The room was quiet and he didn’t see the figure of the teacher. Turning his head, just about to ask Li Haoyang, the door was closed with a bang.

At the same time, a figure wearing a gorgeous brocade robe and a golden crown walked out. A pair of sharp phoenix eyes looked at him with a smile that was not a smile.

“Long time no see, Ning Wangfei.”