RMACAUH Chapter 63
by VolareChapter 63: Yin’er Needs You to Take Care of Him, Both Daddies Are…
The doctor was quickly brought over and prescribed a medicine for Si Mo, and Qingya made another trip to fetch the medicine.
Si Mo woke up once in the evening, his mind muddled by the fever. Seeing Feng Xilan, he thought he was dreaming, and held his hand, acting like a spoiled child while crying, “Alan, I’m so miserable! I’m sick, but they don’t care about me. If I die, no one will be sad for me… I’m so lonely all alone, wuwuwu…”
Feng Xilan’s heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle. He held his big head and stroked his sleep-disheveled hair.
He only felt that Alan in his dream was particularly gentle, and he cried even louder, “The only person I like, Big Brother wants to take away too, ahhhh… Why?”
“Si Mo, don’t cry, aren’t I here?”
“You’re here now, but when I wake up from this dream, you’ll be gone.”
He was just wondering why Si Mo was being so unrestrained and releasing his true nature; it turned out he had a fever and thought he was in a dream!
Feng Xilan didn’t expose that it wasn’t a dream, but patiently coaxed him for the first time, “Then let’s make this dream last a little longer.”
“Alan, I’m so lonely, so lonely.” Si Mo tightly closed his eyes in pain, telling him the grievances in his heart, “Actually, that me is not the real me. I only need to pretend not to care to protect myself. If people see through me, they’ll laugh at me.”
“Laugh at you for what?”
“Laugh at my wishful thinking, laugh at my inner weakness, laugh at my jealousy… Every day, I feel like I’m suffering in purgatory, struggling bitterly but getting nothing.”
Feng Xilan couldn’t help but hug him tighter, as if wanting to give him more warmth, “Don’t be afraid, it’s all over.”
“It’s good, it’s good you came. I like you, Alan. You’re too dazzling, too good-looking. I want to hide you away and let only me see you.”
“Your idea is very dangerous.”
The person in question only felt aggrieved and sobbed hoarsely, “I’m just thinking about it.”
“Thinking about it isn’t allowed either.”
“Why are you so domineering even in a dream?”
“I’m domineering?” Feng Xilan pinched the flesh on his face, “Say that again?”
“Hiss, it hurts!”
“Hmph!” Feng Xilan threw him back onto the pillow, got up, and poured himself a cup of tea.
Si Mo’s mind went blank for a few breaths. He wiped the tears on his face and realized that he hadn’t been dreaming just now. He immediately blushed, and after this wave of embarrassment passed, he began to act shamelessly again.
“Alan, this pillow is a bit hard.” It would be more comfortable if he hugged him.
“Then get up and sit.”
“I have a headache and want to drink water. Can you pour me a cup of water?”
Feng Xilan took a teacup and poured him a cup of water. Seeing his weak and helpless appearance, Feng Xilan couldn’t bear it, so he supported him and fed him the water.
Si Mo’s affectionate eyes were fixed on him intently, making Feng Xilan feel restless.
“If you keep staring at me like that, be careful I’ll dig out your eyeballs!”
Si Mo had no choice but to withdraw his gaze and stare at his slender, fair fingertips, recalling the other night when he used those hands to help him release himself, his lower abdomen tightening.
It was already night, and neither of them had eaten anything. The medicine Qingya had fetched couldn’t be decocted here.
“When you were sick before, how did you get through it?”
Si Mo said nonchalantly, “I just endure it for a few days, and it gets better. Don’t worry, this kind of fever can’t do anything to me. I’ll sweat it out, and I’ll be fine tomorrow morning.”
“In the past few days since you left, has anyone come to see you?”
“Apart from the maid who delivers food every day, no one comes to see me.”
“How about letting the substitute stay for a few more days and you come with me to the other residence?”
Si Mo’s eyes widened. The surprise came too quickly, and he couldn’t believe his ears, thinking he had misheard, “Go with you… to the other residence? To do what?”
“You’re sick now, come with me to the other residence to recuperate for a few days. Qingya will decoct the medicine for you. If you don’t want to, then forget it…”
“I’m willing! I’m just afraid you’ll find me annoying.”
“In that case, let’s take advantage of the night and leave with me.”
“You, you’re going to take me back?” If Si Mo had a tail, he would be wagging it so fast it would be a blur.
Feng Xilan was silent for a moment and said helplessly, “The doctor said your body is very weak now.”
After being poisoned with that potent drug and then harming himself, losing so much blood, he had severely depleted his vitality.
“Mmm, mmm.” Si Mo nodded vigorously, weakly leaning back against the bedside.
Feng Xilan saw at a glance that he was pretending, but didn’t expose him. Instead, he helped him leave the study. After they left, the substitute, hidden in the darkness, silently lay back on Si Mo’s bed, exactly as he had been before.
Si Mo returned with him to the other residence. He had only glanced at it from the outside before, but after walking in, he felt that although the place was small, it was decorated very delicately and cleanly.
“Qingya, hurry up and decoct the medicine.” While giving instructions, Feng Xilan helped Si Mo into the room.
“Okay.” Qingya saw that Si Mo, the Prince, did indeed have a very poor complexion, looking like he was about to die. Not daring to delay for even a moment, she quickly took the medicine packet to the kitchen.
*
Today, the sun was warm and bright. Feng Yue brought his *fu lang* and son to go boating on the lake. Wei Xiaofeng was sitting in the boat with Yin’er, picking lotus pods. He was sitting in the pavilion, fanning himself and drinking tea, finding it very interesting to watch them playing.
“Your Highness, a secret letter for you.”
Mu Yunhua hurriedly jumped off his horse and handed the secret letter, still warm from his fingertips, to Feng Yue.
Feng Yue quickly opened the letter and read it, then handed it back to Mu Yunhua, “Take it and burn it.”
“Eh.” Mu Yunhua glanced at the information on the letter, a happy expression on his face, “Prince Alan has lived up to expectations!”
“There’s still plenty of time before the action, but it’s not advisable to stay in Nan Zhao for too long. It’s time for us to set off back to Guangling.”
In the evening, they returned to the inn. Feng Yue wrote a letter back to Feng Xilan, and inside was a circular copper token.
This copper token could mobilize the hundred or so guards he had left behind. This number was the limit, and they couldn’t be concentrated and hidden. Messages were transmitted using code, and several strongholds were marked on a simple map in the letter.
Feng Xilan memorized the locations of the strongholds marked on the map, then burned the secret letter. Unfortunately, he couldn’t see them off. He would have to wait at least until next year to meet again, right?
The boat sailed on the sea for nearly a month. When they returned to Guangling, it was already September, and it was no longer as hot as when they left.
Who knew that as soon as they arrived in Guangling, Xiao Xuanyi was already waiting anxiously at the ferry.
Seeing them disembark, Xiao Xuanyi stepped forward and made a bow, lowering his voice and saying, “Your Highness, a secret report has come from the capital: the Emperor is critically ill.”
“What?!” Feng Yue’s heart tightened, and he asked again and again in disbelief, “Is the news true?”
“Absolutely true. In the secret order, the Emperor summoned this subordinate back to the capital, fearing that… the overall situation can be determined within two years at the latest.”
“When are you leaving?”
“I’ll be setting off back to the capital in the next two days.”
“I’ll go with you.”
Xiao Xuanyi was shocked, “This… if we’re discovered, it’s a capital crime.”
Feng Yue, “What time is it? Still adhering to these dead rules. Now the winds and clouds are stirring in the capital. I’m far away in Guangling. The news that has entered the capital these years can be considered safe and self-preserving. Who would have thought that I would sneak into the capital at this time?”
Xiao Xuanyi nodded, “Then this subordinate will go back and prepare for the departure.”
“Go.”
After Xiao Xuanyi rode away, Feng Yue and Wei Xiaofeng took a carriage back to the royal residence.
Seeing Feng Yue frowning with a solemn expression, fiddling with the seven-colored jade Skeleton in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.
Wei Xiaofeng thought of him talking to Xiao Xuanyi before, which must have been some annoying official business, right?
It had been a long time since he had seen Feng Yue with such a solemn expression. The last time was four years ago when he was forced to make a marriage agreement with him in the palace.
Wei Xiaofeng raised his head and was about to say something to him, Feng Yue raised his eyes and looked at him with tacit understanding.
The two people’s sight meets in midair, then understood the other party’s thoughts.
“Do you have something important to do?”
“I have to leave Guangling and return to the capital. News came from the capital that the Emperor is seriously ill.”
“Then… how long will you be gone?”
“I don’t know, maybe a year, maybe two years. I will transfer 90% of Guangling’s elite soldiers, leaving Mr. Yun and Guard Mu to protect you and Yin’er safely.”
Wei Xiaofeng gave him a comforting smile, “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of Yin’er.”
“Xiaofeng…” Feng Yue clasped his hand tightly, looking at him and the sleeping child in his arms, feeling a burst of sadness in his heart, “Thank you for your hard work.”
“It’s not hard.” Wei Xiaofeng smiled and said, “I have been very happy these past few years with you. You haven’t made me suffer. We are together, you said, you can’t only share the joys, but not the hardships, right? Besides, what hardship is this? I have also been learning to manage things in the royal residence, and if I make a mistake, Steward Zhao will give me some pointers.”
Yes, he was no longer the Xiaofeng he used to be.
Feng Yue was also a little worried that the pirates in the Guangling sea area had not been completely wiped out. This was just a branch of the North Sea, and their facial features were not those of the Da Yuan people, but rather like those of the Fusang people.
Although the previous naval battle was a beautiful victory, the same trick couldn’t be used a second time. They would be on guard, and these years had been quite peaceful, but it made him even more vigilant.
They were extremely vengeful, and as long as there were still remnants, they would never let it go.
What he feared was that once these pirates got the news that he was taking the elite away from Guangling, those pirates would take the opportunity to make a comeback.
After Feng Yue told Wei Xiaofeng his worries, Wei Xiaofeng’s eyes darkened, “As long as they dare to come, we will definitely fight with all our strength until they are afraid!”
Feng Yue couldn’t help but laugh at his high-spirited appearance, “I believe in you, Xiaofeng.”
Wei Xiaofeng’s heart fluttered, and he responded softly, “Do what you want to do. Yin’er and I are not your restraints, but your support.”
“Umm…” Yin’er seemed to hear Daddy calling his name in his sleep, and woke up groggily, rubbing his eyes.
Steward Zhao’s voice came from outside the carriage, “Your Highness, Royal Consort, Your Highness the Heir, we have arrived.”
Because he was in a hurry to leave, Feng Yue didn’t stop at the royal residence. Early the next morning, he went to the training ground to muster the troops, leaving 5,000 soldiers to guard Guangling, and dividing 2,000 elite soldiers into five groups, disguised as acrobatic troupes or merchant caravans, departing from Guangling by land and sea.
Feng Yue would disguise himself as Xiao Xuanyi’s subordinate and leave Guangling with him, returning to the capital.
The night before leaving, Wei Xiaofeng was packing his things for him. He could have let the servants do this, but he wanted to pack for Feng Yue himself.
He always felt that he would need everything, but looking back, he had packed a large box.
Feng Yue watched him repeatedly take things out and put them back in, and suddenly picked him up horizontally and carried him back to bed.
“I haven’t finished packing yet! Put me down quickly.”
“Never mind that.” Feng Yue kissed his cheek, “I only need to take some money and the wound medicine I usually use, and one set of personal clothing is enough.”
Wei Xiaofeng’s eyes turned red, “I packed for you for so long and couldn’t pick out anything useful.”
“Your heart is in a mess.” Feng Yue hugged him tightly, gently rubbing his hair, “I know you’re worried about me and reluctant to let me leave.”
“Mmm.” Wei Xiaofeng’s voice trembled and was hoarse.
“Don’t make a fuss tonight, go to sleep first. Hmm?”
Wei Xiaofeng buried his face in his chest, absorbing his scent, and tightened his arms around him.
They hadn’t been separated these past few years, and Wei Xiaofeng thought that they could always be together like this and never separate again.
It wouldn’t matter if he was just going out for a walk, but his return to the capital was to compete for that supreme imperial throne. Once he failed… he didn’t dare to think about it.
“How about I go with you, leaving Yin’er behind?”
“Have you forgotten what you promised me before?”
“I remember, but…”
“Yin’er needs you to take care of him. Both daddies aren’t by his side, how pitiful is that?”
Wei Xiaofeng leaned in his arms and stopped talking.
Feng Yue raised his chin and found that his eyelashes were covered with tears. His chest also felt uncomfortable. He lowered his head and kissed the tears on his eyelashes, then landed gently on his pretty nose, and finally gently landed on his lips.
His kiss was extremely cherished and gentle, and Wei Xiaofeng quickly became immersed in this tender affection.
The next day, before dawn, Feng Yue left Guangling quietly with Xiao Xuanyi and the others in casual clothes, and hurried to the capital with fast horses.