[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 2, Chapter 163)

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Chapter 163 The Long Night

The North Wind's face remained calm, its long eyelashes not even fluttering.

Lingti, however, panicked and cried out, "Wet Nurse, you can't hurt her!"

Zhu Ruowen turned around and asked, "What's the reason?"

Lingti said, "Because she is..." She stamped her foot, protesting, "Anyway, you can't hurt her, otherwise, I'll never call

you Wet Nurse again."

Zhu Ruowen laughed, "I understand your little scheme. I just joked with you, and you don't even want your wet nurse anymore

. Sigh, I've really spoiled you for nothing!"

Lingti pouted, "You can joke about something like that? Really!"

She returned to her room, and Zhu Ruowen followed her in. She was very puzzled. "Wet Nurse, how did you

know ?"

Zhu Ruowen chuckled and said, "I recognized her when I lifted her onto the carriage, but I just didn't want to point it

out . You two young girls have no experience in the ways of the world. Letting her go like that will likely lead to trouble.

Even if your Wuyue were to follow in the footsteps of Tang Sanzang and travel to the West to retrieve the scriptures, she wouldn't be able to save her! I was just trying to help

you out of kindness, but you're like a dog biting Li Dongbin, not recognizing a good heart!"

Lingti frowned and said, "Thank you, Wet Nurse, I misunderstood you. But how can we find him?"

Zhu Ruowen shrugged and said, "You'll have to figure that out yourself. I'm not a god, how would I know

where he's hiding? With a great beauty and a little beauty by his side, he might be having a

great time In my opinion, Ti'er, you don't need to look for him."

Lingti stomped her foot and gritted her teeth, saying, "I'm ignoring you!" She turned and went to the next room.

Hun'er stayed alone there, still worried...

Night had fallen. Beifeng lay in bed, a dim lamp on the octagonal table casting a faint, eerie light,

obscuring her face, though her wide-open eyes shone brightly. Her injuries compounded, she was now powerless, her pressure points sealed, unable to escape. Her head

spun , yet she couldn't sleep; lying there for too long made her eyes

ache and her head throbbed.

Hun'er lay on the makeshift cot opposite her, also tossing and turning, unable to sleep for some reason.

Neither of them spoke, preferring to remain silent. Hun'er no longer recognized me; how

much her appearance and figure had changed! Even if she found Wuyue, would he still recognize me?

She remembered this old adversary clearly. Hun'er wasn't as powerful as the eldest of the Three Heroes, the one who liked to wear blue,

but she was much more cunning. Over the years, the four sisters had fought the Three Heroes of Tianmen many times, both sides shedding

much blood, yet neither could kill their opponent.

She remembered the first time she bled was when she was twelve, not long after she had completed her apprenticeship. Watching the deep

wound on her shoulder gushing blood, staining her entire left arm crimson, she was puzzled. How could she have

so much blood? It seemed like it would never stop flowing. Although it looked frightening, she didn't feel much else. Later, after bleeding

many times, even that initial panic disappeared.

Did the wound hurt? It definitely hurt, but it was much better than the nightmarish experiences of her childhood.

Alone and imprisoned in a dark, eerie cave of unknown depth and length, she

barely survived on earthworms, rats, and small snakes; each day, she was whipped two hundred times on the back; she was soaked in various unknown potions

; in a dimly lit hut, an old man in white, his eyes gleaming strangely, stared intently into hers

, muttering incantations as if chanting a spell, until her mind gradually went blank until she fell into a deep sleep. Upon

waking her mind remained blank; she remembered nothing of the past and had no thought of the future. Each old man in white seemed

different…

Yet, from the moment she was held in Murong Gege's broad, warm embrace, from the hazy memories of the Madam

entering her young life, the Madam's tall and heroic image was firmly etched in her heart, never forgotten. She

was her master, and this impression grew stronger with time.

Whether it was due to her training or her inherent personality, she could not accept

another . When she grew into an eleven-year-old girl, she held the boy's small body in her arms, and a

special emotion began to blossom and spread in her heart. Gradually, he became

the only one in her heart and eyes, and the image of the lady faded away.

After finding him in the wild, every year when she returned to the border with the lady, she would visit him at Tianchi,

bringing delicious food, toys, and new clothes she had made for him. At first, she felt that he was like her own child.

Every year when she visited, he would change, from babbling and toddling to becoming eloquent and lively.

Before each visit to Tianchi, she would imagine what he would be like this time.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, he became like her younger brother. He called her Sister North Wind and was very attached to her. There was also a noble girl

there who called him "brother" all the time, very affectionately. He called that girl "elder sister."

Since that was the case, she could not be his older sister. He must be mistaken. She was just the lady's servant. She felt

she should stay away from him.

Later, when she went to see him again, she only watched from afar as he played with that girl, watched the lady tease

him, and chatted with him casually. But every time he accidentally saw her, he would run to her quickly, still affectionately

calling her "Sister Beifeng," despite her many attempts to correct him. He would pull her over to play with the young lady,

making her feel both embarrassed and awkward.

She saw increasing hostility in the young lady's eyes, especially after returning to the Jinan mansion with Wuyue.

Actually , she never stopped Wuyue from going to the young lady's place, but this didn't stop the young lady from seeing her

as a thorn in her side, devising all sorts of ways to torment her. However, no matter how badly she was tormented, she never harbored any hostility towards the young lady;

she could sense that the young lady treated Wuyue very well.

Anyone who was kind to her was her friend; the young lady must be mistaken. She never intended to compete with her for

anything . However, her mind was no longer as blank as before, gradually filled with his image.

She wished she could be free from thoughts like before, but instead, she found herself thinking, adding much to her troubles. She felt

she should keep her distance from him, but every day she didn't see him left her feeling empty and incredibly lost.

She was long past her naive teenage years and knew exactly what this meant; from now on, she wouldn't just be troubled, she

would be in deep pain. She had imagined countless times that the best outcome would be for him to be with either the madam or the young lady...

She could remain his maid, serving him forever…

In a daze, the door creaked open softly, and light footsteps

approached. It was Lingti, tiptoeing in. Beifeng opened her eyes and looked at her, her gaze calm. Lingti had finally succumbed

to her urges to harm her? The reasons were perfectly valid, though she felt a pang of regret…

Lingti, seeing that she was awake, simply stood by the bed, watching her quietly. Their eyes met, Lingti's

gaze filled with hostility, but more than anything, a complex mix of emotions. After a long silence, she drew a

sheathed scimitar from her waist, swiftly drawing it halfway, instantly illuminating the room!

“Truly a fine sword! Only you deserve to possess it.” She sighed, sheathing the scimitar and placing it

beside Beifeng's pillow.

A flicker of doubt crossed Beifeng's eyes, but she made no comment. Lingti slowly sat down at the head of the bed, gently brushing

a lock of soft, long hair from her right chest, and said softly, "The night is long, and I can't sleep no matter how much I toss and turn. You seem to be the same way. Can

we talk ?"

Beifeng: "Talk about what?"

"Can you tell me about Wuyue? I heard that he was an orphan that my sister picked up?" After thinking for a while, Lingti felt that

it would be best to be polite in addressing him.

North Wind: "Why didn't you ask him when you were with him?"

Lingti: "I'm not very good at talking, and I talk even less with him. Thinking about it carefully, I don't really understand him..."

North Wind: "You might be disappointed, I'm even less good at talking. I brought him back to Rakshasa Gate. He

grew up and returned to Rakshasa Gate at the age of eleven, and he's still here now."

Lingti bit her lower lip, hesitated for a long time, and said: "It seems that he finally managed to find a divine doctor and save your sister.

Why didn't you take care of yourself? You're so weak, yet you're running around everywhere. If something happens to you, will he be at ease?"

North Wind: "If I don't find him, there's no point in me living."

Lingti was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Perhaps I have to admit that you are the one who loves him the most in the world,

and the one he cares about the most is also you..." But her voice was so low that only she could hear it.

The North Wind seemed to hear her, staring intently at her. "But the person he loves most is definitely not me."

After three days of rest, the North Wind regained some strength and insisted on leaving. Ling Ti couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she gave in.

The North Wind left the town and whistled a few times. Not long after, a giant eagle swiftly flew over and landed

beside . She climbed onto its back, and the eagle immediately soared into the sky, its wings spread, and disappeared into the eastern horizon.

Where it intended to fly off to was unknown.

Changbai Mountain's Tianchi Lake was picturesque. From the air, the summit of a conical peak appeared as if a god

had carved a deep pit with a giant chisel. The blue lake surface was like a mirror, and the unmelted ice crystals refracted colorful light, dazzling

and magnificent! The snow surrounding the lake was like an old man's thinning white hair.

One day, his black hair would also thin and turn white. Would she still be by his side then?

In the past, every time she came, she was filled with excitement and anticipation. A radiant smile awaited her there,

more pleasing to the eye than the beautiful scenery of Tianchi Lake. That moment was always her happiest time of the year.

But now, she was filled with melancholy. The landscape remained the same, but the people had changed beyond recognition. The giant eagle

flew with practiced ease to the place it visited every year, circling and descending, lower and lower. Gradually, a small blue

dot appeared on the lakeshore, growing larger and larger. It was a blue figure, motionless like a statue, with a head of black hair flowing in the wind.

A beautiful face looked up, then stood up and waved vigorously into the air. The North Wind rode the eagle

and landed beside the blue-clad beauty. Gazing intently, it was indeed that arrogant and domineering young lady.

Zhou Yun stepped forward and grabbed her hand, saying anxiously, "Why did you come here? I heard you went missing, and Mother

was so worried!"

Bei Feng quickly bowed and said, "I came out to look for him."

Zhou Yun's face tightened: "Did you find any clues?"

Bei Feng slowly shook his head.

Zhou Yun said disappointedly, "Me too! But no matter what, your body hasn't recovered yet, and I absolutely cannot allow

you to run around anymore. I'm planning to go back to the old village; you'll come back with me."

She had already made up her mind that once Wu Yue returned, she would return Bei Feng to him completely intact before this matter could be

considered settled; otherwise, he would always have some resentment towards her. Besides, as the principal wife, she had a responsibility to protect her

sisters from being bullied and to safeguard their safety.

She was always single-minded; once she made a decision, she would never waver. Bei Feng couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he lingered by the lake

for a while before going into Wu Yue's room to reminisce.

Zhou Yun pulled her to sit down on the edge of the bed. "Judging from Wu Yue's appearance, he's determined to marry you. But there's something

I must tell you: I'm his future legal wife, so even though you're older than me, you'll still

have to call me 'Big Sister'."

She had already told Xiao Hong and Mei Hua about this. As expected, Wu Yue had taken in

several . Whenever she encountered someone who resembled his girlfriend, she would repeat the same thing, asserting her rights, taking

them all under her control, setting rules for their behavior, and promising to protect them without hesitation. She understood the principle of equal rights and

obligations and had always done it well.

Now that she had met her number one rival, she naturally had to explain quickly!

Bei Feng looked at her calmly, seemingly unsurprised. After hesitating for a long time, she finally called out as if she had made up

her mind . By doing so, she was essentially admitting something, or rather, acknowledging something.

Zhou Yun said with satisfaction, "That's good! But I still need to tell you some rules. From

now

on, whether you're my wife or a concubine, you'll be living under my command. You don't have to listen to the madam, but you must listen to me; whatever you do, you must first consider his interests; and lastly, and most importantly, you are absolutely forbidden from having affairs with other

men , understand?"

With each sentence she spoke, Bei Feng nodded obediently. In Bei Feng's eyes, both the madam and the young lady were her

masters , and there wasn't much difference between them.

Afterwards, she left with the young lady. Back at the camp, the young lady either personally kept a close watch on her,

sharing everything—eating, drinking, sleeping—or, if she needed to leave for important matters, she would send her most loyal follower, Zhen Wen, to watch over her, 　　　even

more strictly than a prisoner!

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