Chapter 34
“These two big Ah Fu are also good, you can buy them together. You can play with the younger master in the future.”
After the endless and enthusiastic recommendation from the little boss, Yan Feili bought a pair of fat Ah Fu and a snare drum. The little boss put the Ah Fu into a box, and Ling Qing went up to take it.
Yan Feili kept holding the snare drum. Coming out of the shop, the sadness was much better. As long as he thought of Li’er’s expression when he sees these toys, other things are not important.
The two walked back along the same path. It was not very far from the establishment, just around a few corners. Passing by a dim sum shop at the end of Old East Street, Yan Feili stopped. “The peach blossom pastry in that shop is very famous. Let’s bring some back for Doctor Qiu.”
“Okay!” After two months of getting along, Ling Qing and Yan Feili both learned that Qiu Yeyuan liked sweets. Although most men were insensitive to him, Qiu Yeyuan had a soft spot.
Ling Qing saw a long line of people in front of the shop, and the snacks didn’t seem to be out yet. Despite the natural disasters and floods this year, the wealthy families in Huacheng were not affected at all.
“Young Master, you wait here. I’ll buy it.” Ling Qing asked Yan Feili to wait under the big locust tree across the street, fearing that he would be exposed to the scorching sun.
Yan Feili was leaning against the tree, and the summer breeze passed by, with damp moisture, there was a hint of heat and a hint of cleanliness. His mood calmed down.
A thin figure rammed over and fell into his arms. Before Yan Feili could help him up, he had broken free and wanted to run away. Yan Feili caught him with one hand with a smile, holding a brocade bag in his other hand. The thin figure desperately tried to get rid of the shackles that held him, but couldn’t get rid of it.
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Yan Feili looked at him gently, “Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you.”
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“Are you hungry?” Seeing the boy still won’t answer, Yan Feili took out an ingot of silver from the brocade bag, “I’ll give you this. Take it to buy something to eat. Next time, when I’m full and do this again, then I won’t be able to catch you.”
The boy opened his eyes and stared at him in surprise.
Yan Feili smiled. He can help the child for a while, but he can’t help him for a lifetime. Next time, the boy will go to the street and find something to steal. There was no way he could stop it. Yan Feili hoped that he would run faster next time so that he would not be caught. As for the future, it depended on his good fortune. The child was hesitant, but looking at his gentle smile, he finally reached out and took it.
Yan Feili let go of his hand and patted his head lightly, “Let’s go!”
A strange light flashed under the boy’s drooping eyes. It is a pity to say not to see.
Ling Qing looked in the direction of Yan Feili from time to time and saw that he had caught the little thief boy. Knowing that this kind of thing could make the dignified general difficult, he laughed at the boy’s reckless behavior.
“Sir, your peach blossom pastry, three coins.”
Half a catty of pastry for three coins. Probably only this old store can sell it. Ling Qing secretly scolded them for the scamming shop while paying the money.
After taking the goods and turning around, the figure of Yan Feili was gone from under the big tree…
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“Why are you back?” Beitang Ao frowned, looking at the man standing in front of him without losing his courage despite being dressed in the dust.
Ximen Yue looked depressed. If it weren’t for the favor he owed Yan Feili on the battlefield and Beitang Ao taking Qiu Yeyuan away, how could he abandon the battle ahead and run back? Of course, the first reason can be said, but he won’t say the latter reason.
“Feili is not one of your men!”
“How is he? Anyway, I got the news. Wuji has the best martial art experts in the Dian family sneaked into Huacheng to kill General Yan.”
If Wujie didn’t drop the army in front and ran to Huacheng, how could Ximen Yue break through the Dian army so easily and regain three cities in one fell swoop? When he got the news, he followed in Wujie’s footsteps and was already two days late.
Beitang Ao heard the words and his heart jumped. He recalled the manager’s report that Yan Feili had gone out with Ling Qing in the afternoon.
“It’s not just this.” Ximen Yue looked at him and continued, “I heard that he has another purpose this time, which is to meet you, the Sect Master of the North Gate, to avenge Xiashan!”
“Oh? You should take a good look at it!” Beitang Ao smiled arrogantly, arousing a trace of fun. Then he stretched out his hand to invite a servant, “Send someone out to find General Yan, and say there is an emergency, make him come back quickly!”
Ximen Yue frowned, “Is General Yan out?”
“It doesn’t matter, someone is following him,” Beitang Ao said calmly, but for some reason, he couldn’t help being nervous.
Just now he heard Ximen Yue said that someone wanted to kill Yan Feili, his first reaction was to lock Yan Feili tightly in his arms and must not let anyone hurt him at all.
Ximen Yue noticed that although Beitang Ao spoke lightly, he still had someone follow and sent someone else to look for Yan Feili. These actions seemed to have lost some of their former calmness.
Beitang Ao picked up the teacup and couldn’t help but feel a little impatient. It shouldn’t be a big problem since Ling Qing followed him. Although he thought so, he was still uneasy.
“I sent people to follow Wujie and the others, but I lost track when I entered the city. I heard that you will bring the general back to Jianjing tomorrow. You must be careful on the road.”
“Yeah!” Beitang Ao replied in a haze, just thinking how slow it was for someone to find Yan Feili. Yet he didn’t want to have less than a cup of tea just after he gave the order before going himself.
Then, someone ran in nervously, “Reporting. General Yan’s servant was seriously injured and fell outside the establishment’s gate!”
“What!” Ximen Yue was more surprised.
With an abrupt sound, everyone looked for its source. The teacup in Beitang Ao’s hand had been crushed!
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Broken Bonds
Historical FictionWARNING: There are some mature elements in this novel. The readers' discretion is advised. ***** Yan Feili (MC) is a General who fell in love with his Sect Master, Beitang Ao (ML). Following an "incident", Yan Feili soon discovered he was pregnant w...
