Feng Yilang's Winter, Part 5, Emotions

If I were like Ichiro, it would be great to be a boy," she murmured.

Fengchun remained silent. After a while, she whispered:

Ichiro, brother!

Only returned in the middle of the year.

You scared me. Fengchun quickly calmed down and said with a smile, "What are you doing at the Autumn Courtyard? Are you borrowing a book from the young master? He just went to bed, so come back tomorrow."

He was startled and immediately woke up.

The following year, the Nguyen family received a text message from afar.

Ichiro, if I don't take action today, someone will die in front of the temple... Did I save the wrong person?

The household servants in the mansion are all lamenting that if his appearance were no different from an ordinary person, he would have had several children by now.

Feng Yilang laughed when he heard the words and said, "Donggu's appetite is very good."

Half asleep and half awake, the slightly lifted blue eyes noticed a dark shadow by the bed.

Feng Chun almost bounced up, carefully searching for the figure under the tree.

As long as I'm not the one responsible, it's fine. Huaining glanced at him. She apologized to the master with her white hair, but the master only got angry.

He pursed his lips and remained silent.

She hesitated. ... Tonight's Yilang, although there is no difference from before, there is a little more... . ... She couldn't describe the feeling.

Huaining did not insist on waiting for the answer, just glanced at the desolate garden of Ruan's mansion. Suddenly, he took the initiative to speak again:

"Er Lang!" Feng Chun shouted angrily.

Does Ichiro brother not want to let me go?

However, the principles of Donggu only bring disasters. I want to change...

No hope.

You are also fourteen, do you have no expectations for the future?

Her small shoulders were soft, and her whole body lost its vitality.

The second one is him, Feng Yilang.

Feng Yilang pursed his lips and remained silent. At the age of four, he already understood the concept of fairness and unfairness, which worried him. ... Especially ....

Ichiro brother.

I have been here for a long time, long enough to have heard a legend. I am familiar with all the affairs of the mansion, except for one thing: I do not know that the Ruan Mansion is a blessed land of eternal prosperity. Before the master passed away, a wise man predicted that two members of the Ruan family would hold high positions in the court.

Turning back to look at him, Huaining shrugged and disappeared into the night.

Later, she only ate two mouthfuls of rice and then ran away every day. I thought she was being stubborn and didn't bother with her until one day, she was so hungry that she couldn't get out of bed. Then I realized that she is actually a fair-minded young lady. She counted how many meals she had eaten since I was born, and she had to eat fewer meals just because I am her senior sister's younger brother. Disdain is disdain, but his tone is somewhat nostalgic.

Upon hearing these words, a warm smile filled his blue eyes, and he softly said:

She was extremely surprised and nodded vigorously as if afraid he would change his mind. "Okay! Okay!"

She nodded enthusiastically and then made a deep bow to him, saying:

If you jump into the Yellow River, you won't be able to wash it off. Then what's the point of claiming to be innocent? He was a little angry.

The night breeze brushes against the face, bringing a refreshing coolness. The shadowy ruins of the Ruan Mansion are shrouded in darkness, only visible with the help of lanterns. The two of them walk side by side into the pavilion. Feng Yilang takes out a match and lights the lamp on the table, seemingly casually asking:

What should he do?

Huaining!

Understood.

Did I also shed tears? He wiped away his tears without caring, and smiled: "I am shedding tears for my past self. Donggu, from now on, can I not call you Miss, but call you Donggu, okay?"

I don't care, anyway, as long as Ichiro and I know that we are innocent, it's fine.

Winter passed away. You are only twelve years old and do not yet understand the difference between sibling affection and romantic love. Look, do you have the same feelings towards me as you do towards your older brother? Can you imagine marrying your older brother?

She shook her head hard, hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out her little arm to carefully embrace his waist.

Is Fengchun so low-key for Ruanwoqiu? Or is it for Donggu?

Feng Yilang was taken aback, slowly lowered his eyes, and concealed his emotions.

Fengchun, I have never heard you mention the legend of Ruan Mansion.

Ah, it turns out Ichiro is not in a good mood today. She should restrain herself a bit. Ruan Donggu accompanied her with a smile and said:

Huaining pours tea by himself, saying:

He hesitated for a moment and chose to honestly tell:

Yi Lang, will you become an adult at the age of fourteen? You seem a little different. Yi Lang really didn't feel nervous at all, and relaxed her whole body to let her hug him. Her little face blushed slightly, feeling a little happy.

He took a few steps back, smiling and sighing, "Donggu, didn't I tell you before? There are differences between men and women. If seen by others, it will be misunderstood."

He doesn't mind, as long as this is his home, his winter home, he will never leave. Being able to live a low-key life is actually a good thing.

The one picked up on the mountain.

How long do I have to wait?

Ichiro, it's been half a year since we last met, and you seem to have become more profound again," Ruan Donggu confessed.

I'm fine, not as painful as during the day...

Winter is hard to imagine. However, my master said that my personality is extremely unpleasant, and if it weren't for the people who watched me grow up, they might not be able to accept me. I think, anyway, people have to get married, so either Lang or Huaining can just settle for me. Her idea is simple, the three of them are meant to be together, so there's no need to bother finding another beloved man.

She blinked and saw someone approaching, with a slight smile on her lips, she called out softly:

"Young master, do you also know?" Feng Erlang asked curiously.

"What is 'Two Officials and One Merchant'?," came the absent-minded voice of Ruan Woqiu.

This year she is twelve years old, with a childish face, barely reaching his chest in height, dressed in men's clothing, who would take her for a girl?

As long as I didn't hit you, it's all good.

He felt a little pain, but secretly pleased that she relied on him so much. Intuitively, he looked towards the dark shadow and couldn't help but blurt out:

If I could, I would have taken over her official position early and ensured her smooth life, just being a happy young lady, Yilang, do you think I have the talent for this position?

She was a little scared and asked very tactfully:

... ... How old were you in that winter?

"Winter is gone!" Feng Yilang became a little impatient: "You are still young, you should enjoy your childhood happily, there is no need to think so much."

... ... You think too much. He gently embraced her.

Do you know that, given her stubborn temperament, the current court will ruin her?

Huaining took out the medicine pouch and said:

From a young age, she has believed that officials should all work for the well-being of the people like an elder brother...

Do you know what you did wrong today?

Huaining, how did you go up the mountain to study art back then?

Feng Yilang heard the words and could only smile bitterly in secret, changing the subject: "When you return to the mansion, will you come to see me first?"

He locked her gaze and said in a deep voice:

He chuckled lightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He said:

Ichiro, can your body handle it? Clearly, Ichiro doesn't like going out or having people stare at him.

He nodded firmly. "It will happen."

I understand. Huaining said, "I am a fool and should not have said those words." He said that being confrontational is not beneficial, and I should say, "May it blossom and be prosperous, like a Buddha descending to earth, indicating that heaven is willing to be close to humans. This is a sign of great joy. Junlang and I are sent by heaven, and the Lord has given us white hair and youthful looks to distinguish us from mortals. If the people see us as a disaster, the Lord will be angry..." Junlang, Huaining is being smooth-tongued. Will the people in front of the temple really believe such words?"

Yilang will also meet a good girl who will not mind your white hair and blue eyes in the future.

Feng Yilang took it carefully and said softly, "It's good that you have this intention. By the way, if you don't mind staying up late, why don't we go up to the pavilion together, make tea, and chat at night?"

Supplement, I just want a wife who understands me even if I don't speak for a lifetime, and won't ask me nonsense questions.

Do you have trouble sleeping due to back pain? He gently stroked her slightly feverish forehead and couldn't help but feel pity: "The doctor was right. You will indeed sweat profusely at night due to the pain. If you don't pay attention, you will definitely get sick for a few days."

The candle inside the house went out, Fengchun and Erlang successively left the autumn courtyard.

Huaining, dressed in black, was leaning on his hand and pretending to be asleep.

Feng Yilang was stunned, nodded and said, "You are right..."

Ichiro, "The pure will be pure, the impure will be impure." This is what you taught me," she said, feeling a bit proud.

He opened his eyes and glared at her with resentment. "Have you never thought about taking on that official position yourself?"

What did I do wrong? She didn't cry, but her face was already covered in tears. "Why did Fengchun use the family property to apologize? Did I save someone?"

The door was gently pushed open, and the night breeze slipped in quietly, instantly making the room much cooler. He walked to the edge of the bed and silently stared at the little figure lying on the bed.

Suddenly, she looked up and asked:

Lost the usual composure, sweating profusely.

I will never tell her on my own initiative," Feng Yilang's voice was slightly cold. "I will not control her future either. Her future should be decided by herself." After speaking, he ignored Feng Chun and left on his own.

Apology?

I want to rest, everyone please leave!

I'm just curious, young master. Look, two officials and one merchant, two officials and one merchant. There is only one young master and young lady in the Ruan's mansion. Even if the young lady enters business in the future, there will still be one official left. Where did he come from? Could it be that Master Ruan has an illegitimate child?

I like girls who are quiet, obedient, gentle, weak, and don't show their teeth when they smile. This refers to a girl who has already completed her development at the age of twelve. A flat voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Feng Yilang's persuasion.

He held her tightly, and when his emotions calmed down a bit, he realized that the small body in his arms was excessively stiff. He was frightened and quickly released his arms. Seeing her face full of pain, he wiped away her tears with a mix of anger and pity.