"My Beloved Teacher's Wife (Walking with Love)" - Chapter 213: First Love

Ling Feng settled the messenger and immediately headed to Wan Jin Lou, hoping that Liu Yang, also known as Princess Zhaoyang, was still at the inn. That would save him a lot of trouble. If the princess escaped, who knew how he would find her? A woman who could escape even the heavily guarded imperial palace could certainly hide herself and remain undiscovered.
So when Ling Feng saw the portrait, without thinking twice, the first thing he did was go to Wan Jin Lou to pray that the unruly princess hadn't left yet.
However, Ling Feng arrived too late. When he got to Wan Jin Lou, the manager said that the young master Liu Yang had already left that morning, taking all his belongings with him. Ling Feng asked for directions and followed the direction in which the spoiled princess had left Hangzhou. He walked further and further away, and before he knew it, he was already thirty or forty miles away from Hangzhou.
As dusk fell, Ling Feng, carrying the princess's portrait, asked his way through the surrounding mountains, which stretched for miles. The mountains snaked endlessly, reaching high into the sky with an imposing presence. The forests were lush and vibrant, but Ling Feng had no interest in admiring them along the way.
Ling Feng had no interest in admiring the scenery, focusing instead on his journey. Amidst the clatter of his horse's hooves, he glanced at the pale blue sky, knowing he would have to find a small village to stay in for the night. If he continued onward, without finding anyone, he would once again suffer the harsh winds and frost of the wilderness.
Damn it, for the sake of this spoiled princess, I've actually exhausted myself to the point of having to sleep outdoors.
"Help! Help!"
Before Ling Feng could find a small village to settle down in, a page boy came running up to him, staggering and shouting.
"Young master, help!"
The pageboy seemed to have seen Ling Feng as well, and came up to greet him.
Ling Feng recognized the pageboy immediately. Wasn't this the same pageboy who served Liu Yang? She was also a maid disguised as a man! "It's you. What's wrong? Where is your young master?"
"Young Master Nangong, that's wonderful! Quick...quickly go and save our young master!"
The pageboy, panting, grabbed Ling Feng's wrist and said...
Ling Feng asked, "Tell me slowly, what exactly happened?"
"Wow..."
The pageboy's first reaction was to burst into tears. His cries were so mournful, like the howls of monkeys and the wailing of ghosts, that they broke Ling Feng's heart.
Ling Feng urged, "Why are you crying? Tell me what happened!"
"Those bandits on the mountain have captured our young master and want to marry her as their chieftain's wife!"
The pageboy, in his haste to speak, immediately realized his mistake and said, "No, they want to take our young master hostage..."
"Stop beating around the bush. You're still trying to hide it from me at a time like this? Do you think I just happened to be here?"
Ling Feng said angrily, "The Empress Dowager's decree has already reached me. Your Princess Zhaoyang has escaped from the palace without permission. Furthermore, as her bodyguard, you failed to protect her safety. Since you lost her and she escaped alone, your crime is utterly heinous!"
"Young hero, I know I was wrong. It was the princess who pushed me out here so that I would go find someone!"
The maid dared not hide anything and cried, "Please, please save the princess quickly! If we delay, I'm afraid the mountain king and the princess will consummate their marriage. If that happens, even if I, Que Ling, give up ten lives, it won't be enough to restore the princess's innocence!"
It turns out that the maidservant beside Princess Zhaoyang was named Queling. It was a nice name, and she was also very pretty and charming. In particular, her curvaceous figure was even better than that of the princess. It was a real waste that the mountain bandit king didn't take a liking to her.
"Stop talking nonsense."
Ling Feng stood up abruptly and asked, "Tell me, where do those bandits live? What's the leader's surname and name?"
Que Ling looked at the imposing Ling Feng and replied, "That band of bandits lives in Black Wind Mountain, and there are more than a thousand of them. The leader is called Zheng Tianhu, nicknamed 'Ghost-Fearer'."
Ling Feng snorted twice and asked, "Where is Black Wind Mountain?"
Que Ling pointed south and said, "Black Wind Mountain is just ten miles ahead, it's easy to find."
Ling Feng nodded and said, "That's fine. Go to the village and cook some good food and drinks. When I bring the princess back, she can also have a hot meal!"
"Your Highness, are you... are you going alone?"
Que Ling asked in surprise.
Ling Feng scoffed, "They're just a bunch of mountain bandits. I, Nangong Yu, have already given them enough face by going. Enough talk, let's find something good to eat!"
As he spoke, Ling Feng handed the bundle to Que Ling, took only his sword, and rode away on horseback!
As Que Ling watched Ling Feng's disappearing figure, she secretly prayed for divine blessings and for everything to go as she wished. She hoped that Ling Feng was a hero sent by heaven and would rescue the princess safely. If he could not rescue the princess, Que Ling would have no choice but to atone with her death.
Meanwhile, Ling Feng mounted his horse and trotted towards Black Wind Mountain. Tonight, a bleached moon shone brightly, its pale light illuminating the earth like a layer of frost. The mountain path was quiet, save for the clatter of Ling Feng's horse's hooves. As he rode, Ling Feng observed the mountains. They were dark and gloomy, their shadows barely visible in the moonlight, mysterious and profound, as if harboring endless killing intent.
If it were up to Ling Feng's usual temper, he would have surely massacred Black Wind Stronghold tonight. But considering how audacious this unruly princess was, she deserved to suffer. Besides, Zheng Tianhu intended to marry her as his wife, so Ling Feng estimated that Zheng Tianhu wouldn't make things difficult for her. With this in mind, Ling Feng became less anxious. Rescuing her was a certainty, but he couldn't let Princess Zhaoyang have it too easy. He didn't want to kill too many people either; a clever rescue would suffice.
The ten-mile journey was quickly completed. Standing on the road, Ling Feng could see Black Wind Mountain. It was indeed easy to find. It was indeed the highest of the mountains, clearly visible in the moonlight. While the other mountains were completely dark, this mountain even had several lights shining through. Clearly, people lived here. So, the people they needed to rescue were here.
After surveying the area from the foot of the mountain for a while, Ling Feng hid his horse in the dense forest before carefully riding uphill. His light-footed skills made it easy for him to evade the guards.
After passing the checkpoint, Ling Feng arrived at the mountaintop, which was not far from the entrance to the mountain stronghold. He stood behind a tree and peered inside. He saw several lanterns illuminating the courtyard, making it as bright as day. Groups of people patrolled the courtyard from time to time.
Ling Feng bent down, then leaped, and was above the mountain stronghold's fence. He gently landed on the rooftops of the houses in the stronghold, and was about to examine them one by one when he suddenly barked twice.
It was a large dog. Ling Feng didn't allow it to utter a third sound before launching his attack. With a flick of his finger, he killed the dog. Then, with a swift movement, he grabbed the dead dog and tossed it down to the bottom of Black Wind Cliff.
Just then, a group of bandits quickly approached. They arrived, carrying lanterns, and searched carefully, but found nothing suspicious.
One person said, "I clearly heard the dog barking, so how come I can't see the dog?"
Another henchman laughed, "We didn't hear that. You must have misheard."
The henchman protested, "Even if I misheard, where did that big dog go?"
Another henchman laughed, "That big dog probably couldn't sleep last night, got all horny, and went to find a female dog."
Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. Then a group of people patrolled along the edge of the house.
Under the soft moonlight, Ling Feng could see many houses. He knew Princess Zhaoyang must be in one of them. But which one? That was the problem. If he searched blindly, he might not find her even by dawn. What should he do?
Foolish! The mountain king's house must be the biggest. Tonight, when they're getting married, the room must be decorated to be the most beautiful. Isn't that great?
So Ling Feng moved like a thief across the rooftops, searching house by house. He trusted his judgment; the new house must be different from others, and he was sure he would find it.
After searching high and low, he found a house in the middle that was different from the others. It was the most beautiful, the tallest, and also had its own yard. All the other houses were exposed, but this one had a yard. Ling Feng thought to himself, this might be the new house.
There were more sentries at the gate than elsewhere. There were also many mobile sentries outside the front and back gates. Everything here seemed different from other places. Ling Feng looked inside from a distance; the courtyard was brightly lit, with lights on in several windows. By the light, Ling Feng saw a large "囍" (double happiness) character on one of the windows. Ling Feng was overjoyed, thinking, "I really found it!"
Because the courtyard was too bright, going in from the front was impossible. Ling Feng pondered for a moment, then pinpointed the location of the room and went around to the back wall. Reaching the back window of the new house, he quietly poked a hole in the paper window and peered inside. He saw that the room was newly decorated and filled with festive cheer. A woman dressed in red sat with her back to him at a table, her hand supporting her chin, as if deep in thought.
Ling Feng was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "I'm about to succeed." Yes, it's time to strike. Taking advantage of the quiet of the night, he would steal the beauty away unnoticed, leaving the bandits disappointed.
Thinking this, he glanced around again, but found nothing unusual. So, Ling Feng pried open the window and floated into the room like a ghost. There was another person in the room, but the woman remained unchanged, clearly unaware of any changes.
Ling Feng tiptoed two steps forward, came up behind the woman, opened his mouth to prepare himself, and then whispered, "Princess, I'm here to save you."
The woman trembled and turned around abruptly. Their eyes met, and both were immediately taken aback. The woman had a fair, oval face, exuding a mature charm. Her bright, dark eyes held endless sorrow. This was no longer the Princess Zhaoyang they were supposed to rescue; this was clearly another beauty. However, Ling Feng recognized her—she was Jiang Yafeng, Tang Yuwei's sister-in-law. Jiang Yafeng and Ling Feng had a past connection; both were from Hangzhou and neighbors, practically childhood sweethearts. However, because Ling Feng was engaged to Tang Yuwei, Jiang Yafeng's parents refused to let their daughter marry Ling Feng as a concubine, so they married her off to the second young master of the Tang family. Unexpectedly, Ling Feng and Jiang Yafeng would meet here at this time, and even more shockingly, Jiang Yafeng recognized the disguised Ling Feng at a glance.
Jiang Yafeng's eyes widened as well, and she said, "Ling Feng, how could it be you? I'm not seeing things, am I? You seem a little darker, but you're even more handsome now."
Her beautiful eyes shone with fiery joy. Because someone had come to rescue him.
Ling Feng smiled and said, "Ya Feng, you're the only one who can still recognize me after I've disguised myself. My current identity is Nangong Yu."
"ah!"
Jiang Yafeng was shocked and said, "No wonder everyone says that Ling Feng is dead and that another Nangong Yu has emerged in the martial arts world. Yuwei has said more than once that Nangong Yu looks a lot like Ling Feng back then. She didn't even realize that you, Nangong Yu, are Ling Feng!"
Ling Feng chuckled and said, "That's why I divorced her. She doesn't care about me at all, which is why she hasn't paid any attention to me, Nangong Yu. To be honest, she doesn't love me as much as you do!"
"Sigh, let's not talk about that anymore, it's all in the past. It's just fate playing tricks on us!"
Jiang Yafeng secretly harbored feelings for Ling Feng, because she had lost her virginity to him. Back then, Ling Feng wasn't exactly a gentleman; he was a notorious playboy, charming and handsome—what girl wouldn't be attracted to him? They were childhood sweethearts and neighbors, so it was perfectly normal for the two young people to secretly do things behind their families' backs. Even now, Jiang Yafeng still harbored resentment that she couldn't marry into the Ling family.
"By the way, what are you doing here?"
Ling Feng was quite curious as to how Jiang Ya Feng had become the wife of the Black Wind Stronghold. Shouldn't that role belong to Princess Zhao Yang?
Jiang Yafeng sighed softly and said, "Don't even mention it. I had a fight with my husband and in a fit of anger, I went back to my parents' home in Hangzhou from Jinling. I never expected that I would be captured by bandits and brought here on the way."
Before Ling Feng could speak, she reminded him, "There are people watching me outside the door. You'd better get me out of here quickly. If they find us, we won't be able to leave."
Ling Feng thought to himself, "That makes sense. This isn't the place to talk." So he said, "Come on, climb on my back, and I'll carry you."
Jiang Yafeng blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Are you going to take me out of here? There are so many of them."
But I felt a warm glow inside, thinking that the feeling of first love had instantly returned!
Ling Feng pointed to the back window and said, "We come from where we came from, and we'll go back to where we came from."
As they spoke, Jiang Yafeng was already clinging to Ling Feng's back. Her ample breasts pressed against his back, and he could feel their 'greatness' and 'immaculateness'. In this respect, Jiang Yafeng had the capital to rival several of Ling Feng's teachers' wives. Thinking of this, Ling Feng's face revealed a lewd smile.
After all, this wasn't a place to linger. Ling Feng composed himself, then leaped out of the back window like a bird. Once outside the room, he scaled the wall, darting high and low, before jumping over the outer wall, quickly escaping the mountain stronghold. After running for a while, feeling safer, Ling Feng put Jiang Yafeng down and leaned against a large tree to rest.
A while later, still worried about the danger, Ling Feng carried her on his back and rushed down the mountain, afraid of being caught. Fortunately, they didn't encounter any obstacles along the way. Ling Feng was secretly relieved that he had rescued her, but at the same time, he felt a little disappointed because he hadn't managed to save Princess Zhaoyang, but had unexpectedly saved his first love, now the second young mistress of the Tang family, Jiang Yafeng.
"What kind of nonsense is this?"
Ling Feng muttered to himself, "Is it really me who's going to go up there and raze this mountain stronghold to the ground and kill everyone to silence them?" No, Ling Feng thought to himself, "No matter how unruly Princess Zhaoyang is, I still have to go back and rescue her."
But with his first love on his back, Ling Feng felt a mix of emotions welling up inside him. This indescribable feeling was perhaps just like the feeling he had when he first fell in love.

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