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39 The Secret of Fengling

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Ever since he returned from the courtyard in the western suburbs, Zhi Song had been in a trance, and Yun Chu's sad face would always appear in front of his eyes. However, every time he saw Hanzhen's innocent face, Zhi Song would feel a wave of self-blame. In order to numb himself, Zhi Song almost did not let himself rest. If he was not training in the military camp, he would go to the martial arts field to practice riding and shooting. Every night when he returned to the residence, he would always be exhausted and fall asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow. Han Zhen saw it and felt pain in her heart. However, there was nothing she could do. After all, it was not good for her to participate in the matters of the army. She could only let Zhi Song work hard every day.

After that day, Feng Ling was transferred to take care of Han Zhen. Every time she saw Zhi Song come back with a tired face, her heart would bleed. She did not know what had happened in the courtyard in the western suburbs that day. She only knew that Zhi Song was very sad because of it. He was deliberately torturing her. Every time she saw Zhi Song like this, Feng Ling hated Yun Chu to the core. It was all because of her that Young Master was ruined like this.

On this day, Zhicong returned with a body full of fatigue.

"Husband, you look so tired again. Otherwise, I will enter the palace tomorrow and ask Imperial Older Brother to arrange a more leisurely position for you. With such hard work every day, my heart will ache to death.”Hanzhen helped Zhisong take off his coat.

"Hanzhen, I'm fine, don't worry.”Zhi Song gently held Hanzhen's hand.

"Feng Ling, quickly go get a basin of hot water.”Han Zhen sighed and ordered.

Feng Ling obediently brought in a basin of water. "This servant will serve Young Master." As he spoke, he wanted to roll up Zhi Song's sleeves.

"No need, I'll do it myself." Zhi Song flung his sleeves, but unexpectedly bumped into Feng Ling, who was about to roll up his sleeves. Feng Ling lost his balance and crashed into the basin rack, falling to the ground along with the basin. Half a basin of water was poured onto Feng Ling's body. Feng Ling crawled up from the ground in a sorry state, holding back the tears in his eyes.

Zhi Song looked guiltily at Feng Ling, who was half-drenched. He didn't know how to explain himself and only asked," Are you alright?"”

Feng Ling shook his head desperately. He didn't say anything.

Han Zhen was also surprised to see this scene." I'm fine here. You can go out first."”Han Zhen ordered.

"Yes." Feng Ling left quickly with tears in her eyes.

Han Zhen saw Zhi Song's self-reproaching look and immediately comforted him,"Sigh, this girl is so clumsy. Are you okay, husband?”。

Zhi Song shook his head and said,"It's getting late. Let's rest."”

"Yes." Han Zhen nodded shyly. "Eh? What is this?" Han Zhen suddenly saw a bright thing on the ground and walked forward to pick it up. "It's a bell."

Zhi Song's body stiffened." Let me see."”

Han Zhen nonchalantly handed the bell to Zhi Song. Zhi Song received the bell, a complicated look flashing in his eyes. "It might be that girl who dropped it. I'll return it to her tomorrow."”

"Yes, husband, it's getting late. I still have to go to Guanyin Temple tomorrow, so let's rest early.”Han Zhen said shyly.

"Guanyin Temple? Hanzhen, do you have anything you want?" Zhi Song was somewhat puzzled.

"I don't want anything. I just want a child.”Han Zhen said as she kissed Zhi Song's lips.

The next day, Hanzhen left early, saying that she wanted to burn incense to be devout. Looking at Hanzhen's serious expression, Zhi Song's heart ached again. Actually, in his heart, he was not worthy of Hanzhen. Because he felt that a kind woman like Hanzhen should marry a man who truly loved her, but he could never give her a complete love.

Today, Zhi Song didn't go to the military camp. Instead, he locked himself in the study for the entire morning. He held the bell in his hand and thought a lot. Why was the bell in Feng Ling's hands? He had asked Feng Ling to pass the bell to Yun Chu. But now that the bell was in Feng Ling's hands, he didn't dare to think about it.

"Men." Zhi Song shouted.

"Young Master, what can I do for you?" A servant entered the room respectfully.

"Call Feng Ling over." Zhi Song said lightly.

"Yes." The servant immediately left after receiving the order. After a while, Feng Ling slowly walked into the study.

"Young Master, you were looking for me." Feng Ling didn't raise his head, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Close the door." Zhi Song's voice was emotionless.

Feng Ling walked to the door and closed it.

"You, look up at me." Zhi Song said coldly.

Feng Ling raised her head, her eyes red and swollen. It was obvious that she had cried for the entire night.

"Do you recognize this? You left it yesterday." Zhi Song raised the bell high. The bell in Zhi Song's hand rang, making a crisp sound.

"Yes, it's this servant's." Feng Ling didn't panic at all when he saw Ling Dang. Instead, he became even more calm.

"Why? Tell me why. Why did you lie to me?”Zhi Song tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Because Feng Ling thinks Young Master is very stupid.”The corners of Feng Ling's mouth actually curled up into a smile.

Zhi Song didn't say anything and just stared at her. Feng Ling continued.

"Whether it's in the past, present, or future, it's impossible for Young Master to be with Miss Yunchu. Rather than having a glimmer of hope in your heart, it's better to completely destroy these hopes. Therefore, for the sake of Young Master Feng Ling, Zhang Ling Ling left the bell behind.”

"Why didn't you return it to me?" Zhi Song's tone was still cold.

"Haha." Feng Ling's face revealed a beautiful smile." Young Master, don't you know why?”

Zhi Song did not speak.

"Feng Ling fell hopelessly in love with Young Master the first time she saw him eight years ago. It's been eight years, and Feng Ling knows that her love for Young Master is no less than Young Master's love for Yun Chu. Even if he had loved Feng Ling for a moment?”Feng Ling said in despair.

Zhi Song didn't say anything, but looked at Feng Ling with a complicated expression.

Feng Ling smiled and slowly walked to Zhi Song's side. She slowly lowered her head and gently kissed Zhi Song's lips.

Zhi Song was surprised and pushed Feng Ling away. Feng Ling lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

"Do you know what you are doing?”Zhi Song stood up with a face full of anger. His delicate face was livid with anger.

"Feng Ling knows. Feng Ling knows that he is not worthy of Young Master, so Feng Ling does not dare to hope for it. Feng Ling will leave immediately." Feng Ling said as he stood up.

"I'll pretend that today's matter never happened. You don't have to serve me in the room anymore.”Zhi Song said coldly.

Feng Ling bowed to Zhi Song and fled the study.

He loosened his grip on the bell. His heart was in a mess. Before one wave subsided, another wave would rise. Sooner or later, something would happen.

Night fell.

"I haven't seen Feng Ling's people since I returned to the residence today, and I didn't see her serve me when I was washing up.”Han Zhen sat in front of the mirror and combed her hair while talking to herself.

"Maybe something delayed him." Zhi Song said lightly.

"Haha." Han Zhen smiled and turned her head to look at Zhi Song." Maybe she's having a tryst with Mr. Right? I think Feng Ling isn't young anymore. Maybe she wants to find someone she's proud of after seeing how much her husband dotes on me?”

"Maybe so." Zhi Song still didn't have much emotion as he spoke indifferently.

"Husband, why don't we call Feng Ling over tomorrow and ask her if she has a suitable partner? If she does, we'll fulfill her wish. If she doesn't, as the master, we have to match her with a good family as soon as possible.”Feng Ling walked over to Zhi Song and sat down.

"I'll listen to Madam." Zhi Song looked at Han Zhen's innocent face and a trace of guilt flashed through his heart. Perhaps it was time to let go of many things.

"Husband, you're so nice." Han Zhen gently leaned into Zhi Song's arms and said gently.

Zhi Song did not say anything, but a relieved smile appeared on his face.

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