Broken Bonds

101

Chapter 101

Yan Feili took out the medicine bottle, swallowed another pill, and slowly tried to run his internal force, feeling that it could be handled. Then he pulled Beitang Ri behind and listened carefully to the movement outside.

The sound of fighting was getting closer, and someone suddenly opened the door and shouted, “Take them out!” 

It was An Ming, the leader of Youjiao*.

*Someone corrected me. He is the Prince whose “clone” got chopped off by BA

A few people in black stepped forward, and one reached out to pull the Beitang Ri. Yan Feili blocked them and held Beitang Ri in his arms. Seeing that Yan Feili had a weird figure, several people didn’t think much about it and pushed him aside.

Out of the darkroom, there was a cloud of thick smoke in the distance, which seemed to be a fire mixed with screaming voices. It was a mess. 

“What are you looking at! Go!” One of the black-clothed guards pushed forward, pushing them apart.

Yan Feili had already seen that this was a temple. What was on fire in front must be the front yard of the temple. The fire was fierce, and the wind was more so. He is afraid that the entire temple will burn in less than half an hour.

Several people hurriedly escorted Yan Feili and Beitang Ri to the backyard. Then a group of fleeing monks rushed out. Yan Feili did not miss the opportunity to grab a long sword from a person beside them and pulled Beitang Ri back quickly.

Seeing this, An Ming rushed towards them.

Yan Feili yelled at the child, “Quickly go! Go to your father!”

Beitang Ri turned around and leaped over without hesitation. Someone wanted to stop him, but he was agile. After a night of reluctance, his Ming Dynasty Divine Art had improved. He ran faster than ever before and flashed twice. One by one, he avoided them.

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Seeing that he had rushed to the door, the men and horses of the Beitang Palace sent a sharp arrow straight towards his small back.

“Li’er!” Yan Feili was shocked. He rushed over immediately, shaking the long sword in his hand and choking down the short arrow to the ground. 

There was another arrow blast, followed closely behind but left straight away. Yan Feili heard the wind but couldn’t avoid it. The colic in his abdomen made his feet soft. With a flutter, the arrow hit his left shoulder from behind. Yan Feili ‘s face paled, and he staggered to the ground.

Beitang Ri was close to the door, and when he saw this, he turned around and wanted to run back, “Foster father!”

Yan Feili sternly stopped, “Go!”

Beitang Ri still rushed over. Yan Feili gritted his teeth and picked up the child, pushed the small body forward, and sent him straight out seven or eight feet away, shouting, “Quickly go! You won’t listen to your foster father!?” 

When Beitang Ri landed, those people surrounded Yan Feili while a few others rushed towards him. Although he was young, he had a clear mind. He gritted his teeth, turned, and ran toward the front yard.

Yan Feili was dizzy and fell to the ground holding his belly. His left shoulder was numb. Seeing that Beitang Ri figure had disappeared, those who were chasing him turned back, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

An Ming said, “You let your son go die while blaming others?”

“You, what do you mean!?” Yan Feili ‘s face was pale and sweating, struggling to ask. 

An Ming answered, “Wujie buried gunpowder in the front yard, waiting to die with Beitang Ao! Otherwise, why do you think I want to withdraw from Youjiao!”

Yan Feili heard the words, and his heart broke. He shouted sternly, “No!”

There was a roar from the courtyard in front of him. The ground shook, and the walls on both sides collapsed. An Ming’s expression changed, and he hurriedly yelled to his subordinates, “It’s started! Retreat!”

As he said, he went forward but saw the semicircular door wall behind him swaying. Yan Feili left his face like ashes and fell there motionless. An Ming didn’t care about him, so he hurriedly drew back and evacuated with all his subordinates. 

The low wall crashed down, but Yan Feili did not wait for the expected fall. He opened his eyes in confusion and saw a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Yan Feili could no longer recognize who he was. The roar of the explosion continued to echo from the ears and the ground. Yan Feili thought of Beitang Ao and Beitang Ri and felt a pain in his heart. He hugged his painful stomach with both hands and closed his eyes.

Let’s go together…

Ling Qing was blocking Yan Feili’s body, and the wall almost crushed his back. Dust covered his face, and blood slowly flowed down from somewhere. He looked at Yan Feili’s unconscious body, the bloated and bulging body, and his heartfelt sore. 

Sure enough, Yan Feili returned to the Sect Master’s side… Suddenly Ling Qing’s body became loose, and a familiar voice screamed.

“What are you doing!?”

Ling Qing raised his hand to wipe the blood and dust on his face and said sadly, “Brother, why did you do this?”

“What do you know! Get out of here!” Ling Zhu raised his sword and said, pointing at Yan Feili, “This man is a foreigner, a scourge! How can we not get rid of it!” 

“No, he’s not!” Ling Qing desperately shook his head, “He is a good man! Brother, don’t make mistakes again!”

Ling Zhu said coldly, “I’m not wrong! The Sect Master is bewildered by him, and you are bewildered by him! Even if he leaves, he wants to come back. Look at him. There is no way he looks like a man. We are the secret guards of the Beitang family, and we only protect the Lord and the Madams. Not this undistinguishable male or female monster! Get away from him!”

“No! I know you are upset because I like him. But he didn’t do anything. I am the one who fell in love with him. It’s not his fault! Brother, you…” Ling Qing stubbornly shielded Yan Feili from his brother. Then he shouted in panic, “Big Brother!”

Ling Zhu’s body suddenly softened and fell forward! 

Ling Qing stretched out his hand in horror to hug him and looked up. Beitang Ao held Beitang Ri, standing there coldly like a rose.

***

Yan Feili’s left shoulder is burning. The fetuses in his abdomen were restless and kept stirring. He felt this kind of pain a long time ago. The legs were slowly getting wet.

Don’t! Don’t… Yan Feili hugged his belly tightly. Can’t lose… Can’t lose anymore… Save the children… Save… 

Li’er? Where is my Li’er?… My Li’er…

“Foster father. Foster father, I am here. Li’er is here! Open your eyes and take a look at me!” Beitang Ri’s crying voice was in Yan Feili’s ears.

“Feili? No! You will be fine. Open your eyes! What will Li’er and I have? Neither of us has anything. You must wake up soon!” Beitang Ao’s cold voice was anxious and irritable, clearly unlike Beitang Ri.

A warm heat continued to flow into Yan Feili’s body, protecting his heart. 

Someone opened his mouth and fed him some grain rain stuff. The strong medicinal smell fills the mouth and gradually melts and dissipates.