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Yun Kexin was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and asked, "Feng Yinxiao, do you think I would dislike you?"
"Dislike is not the right word," Feng Yinxiao chuckled softly, lowering his eyes as he held Ling Lang's hand, murmuring to himself, "I just feel that if I were to be promoted further, it wouldn't be impossible. I would strive to achieve that, but once I become a general, it would mean being away from my wife and children for long periods. I—"
Yun Kexin placed a hand on Feng Yinxiao's hesitant lips and smiled, saying, "Feng Yinxiao, although I believe in 'the husband’s honor brings glory to the wife,' I am very content at the moment. Really, I wouldn’t want you to be far away."
Feng Yinxiao suddenly looked up, locking his gaze onto her bright autumn-like eyes, his heart stirred like a lake disturbed by thrown stones, creating ripples.
He gently held her hand and kissed it near his lips, saying, "Thank you, Yun Kexin."
Just as she was thinking about something, Feng Yiling began to cry loudly and then changed her tone:
"Ah, maybe Ling Lang is hungry; he needs to be fed. Feng Yinxiao, go call the Nursemaid."
Feng Yinxiao picked up Ling Lang and comforted him for a while. Then he turned to Yun Kexin and asked, "Yun Kexin, if I wanted you to personally feed Ling Lang, would that be possible?"
Yun Kexin was taken aback: "This... how could that be? We have a Nursemaid."
"Of course we have a Nursemaid," Feng Yinxiao said while looking down at the crying baby in his arms. After a moment, he continued, "We could hire several if needed, but I’ve always thought that it’s better for a child to grow up on their mother’s milk. What do you think?" He paused again with concern. "Am I putting you in a difficult position?"
Yun Kexin then understood and smiled shyly: "It's not difficult; I just don't know how to do it."
She had seen how the Nursemaid fed Ling Lang and had thought about feeding him herself a few times but had never voiced it. Now hearing it come from Feng Yinxiao surprised her somewhat.
"Yun Kexin should give it a try; it's instinctive for mothers, and children have their own instincts for feeding," Feng Yinxiao encouraged as he placed the still-crying Ling Lang into Yun Kexin's arms and smiled. Then he leaned down to soothe the baby. "Ling Lang, don’t cry; your mother will feed you soon."
Yun Kexin chuckled softly: "Alright then, Feng Yinxiao, please step aside for a moment while I feed Ling Lang."
Feng Yinxiao blushed and whispered in her ear, "I'm not avoiding it anymore; I'll stay and watch."
"This won't do," Yun Kexin said, annoyed and shy. "You must go to the Study or the lounge; otherwise—"
The thought of breastfeeding in front of him was too embarrassing and awkward. Unexpectedly, Yun Kexin's feelings were caught by Feng Yinxiao, who confidently said in her ear, "What's there to be shy about? I'm Ling Lang's biological father. Besides," he lowered his voice even more, his face heating up, "I've seen every part of you, touched every part of you."
"You!" Yun Kexin looked up, both angry and amused. "How can you be so thick-skinned?!"
Feng Yinxiao didn't respond but just gestured to Ling Lang: "Hurry up; the baby is hungry."
Yun Kexin felt helpless as she looked at the crying baby with a red face. Her heart ached, so without hesitation, she loosened her clothing, her face burning like fire as she opened her blouse and brought the baby close to her chest, trying to feed him like Nursemaid. At first, Ling Lang couldn't latch on at all; he just nibbled and sucked a bit but then cried loudly when he realized nothing was coming. Yun Kexin tried to guide him, but Ling Lang just wouldn't latch on. The baby was getting more anxious and cried out, leaving Yun Kexin feeling somewhat at a loss.
"Yun Kexin, don't worry; the baby is just trying," Feng Yinxiao said as he watched Ling Lang fumble around on Yun Kexin's chest. Despite repeated failures, he persistently tried with his mouth, looking adorable. "Ling Lang might not be used to your scent yet; you need to let him adjust."
Feeling shy, Yun Kexin continued to guide Ling Lang to nurse. Sure enough, Ling Lang soon seemed to find the "way" and latched on firmly. Yun Kexin winced in pain and furrowed her brows tightly, even biting her lips together.
"What's wrong, Yun Kexin? Does it hurt?" Feng Yinxiao asked softly as he leaned over her shoulder.
"Yeah," Yun Kexin gritted her teeth. "He's really strong."
She recalled how Nursemaid sometimes frowned while feeding the baby; back then, she didn't understand why. It was just letting the baby latch on—how could it feel like being bitten? Now she truly understood; perhaps without some force, the baby wouldn't get anything.
Watching Ling Lang, who was lost in nursing bliss, Feng Yinxiao smiled gently and reached out to stroke his soft hair and tender face.
At that moment, a knock came from outside the door: "Young Lord, Madam, I just heard Ling Lang crying. He must be hungry; may I take him?"
Yun Kexin exchanged a glance with Feng Yinxiao, who nodded, indicating that she understood what to do. She helped Yun Kexin sit down by the bed in the Study and then went outside to open the door.
"Nurse Sun, the lady is inside feeding the child, so there's no need to trouble you for now."
Upon hearing this, Nurse Sun thought she had done something wrong, and her expression changed slightly as she said, "Young Lord, how can we let the lady feed the child herself? Did I make a mistake?"
Feng Yinxiao smiled and replied honestly, "No, Nurse Sun need not be nervous. I feel that if my child has never tasted their mother's milk, it wouldn't be good. There might be a sense of distance between mother and child in the future, so I decided to let the lady try."
Nurse Sun was taken aback; it was rare to see a man with such thoughts. But what should she do?
"It is truly a blessing for Ling Lang that the lady thinks this way. Many wealthy families are unwilling to nurse their children themselves," Nurse Sun thought for a moment and decided to inquire delicately about how long this situation would last. "But may I ask if the child has been nursing well?"
Implying that since the lady was a new mother, she might be quite inexperienced in this regard and would need someone to guide her.
"Yes," Feng Yinxiao naturally picked up on Nurse Sun's implication and understood her concerns. It wouldn't be right to leave the newly hired nursemaid unattended. "At first, there was some urgency, but it will get better gradually." Seeing the incredulous and slightly disappointed look on Nurse Sun's face, Feng Yinxiao continued calmly, "However, I believe that raising a child should involve more than just feeding them milk. Therefore, there will be many things for Nurse Sun to assist with in the future. For example, at night, I will need Nursemaid to take care of some matters."
Nurse Sun finally understood Feng Yinxiao's meaning: he did not intend to dismiss her; there were still many areas where she would be needed. She smiled and said, "That's no problem. Taking care of Young Master is indeed my duty. Young Lord, you are too kind; I will wait here for now. Once the child has finished eating, I will come in to take a look."
Feng Yinxiao smiled lightly and said, "Then I appreciate Nursemaid waiting again. I will be back shortly."
She then entered the bedroom and closed the door. As soon as she stepped into the Study, she saw Yun Kexin making a shushing gesture towards her, realizing that the child had already fallen asleep. She quietly approached and smiled gently at Ling Lang, who was soundly dreaming after being fed.
"Yun Kexin, Nurse Sun is waiting outside," Feng Yinxiao said softly while picking up the child. "I will take the child to her for care; you should go take a bath."
"Okay, slow down," Yun Kexin reluctantly let go and reminded, "Let the Nursemaid be gentle, the child just fell asleep."
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After the couple finished their shower, they lay down on the bed feeling refreshed. Yun Kexin lazily nestled in Feng Yinxiao's arms, feeling very comfortable.
"Yun Kexin, how does it feel to personally feed the baby? Doesn't it feel so real to be a Mother?" Feng Yinxiao asked with a hint of pride.
"Yes," Yun Kexin smiled and replied, "At first, I was really anxious because Ling Lang couldn't latch on, but soon enough, he did. And even though it hurt a bit, I felt so happy; it's the happiness of being a Mother." Feng Yinxiao recalled how Ling Lang was "gobbling" in Yun Kexin's arms and couldn't help but smile.
"Of course! Just look at whose Son he is, hmm?" Feng Yinxiao lifted Yun Kexin's chin with one hand, capturing her lips with his, kissing and nibbling as his hand slowly moved down inside her clothes. "Yun Kexin, I miss you. I'm going crazy."
Yun Kexin's heart raced as she wrapped her arms around his neck and shyly said, "Feng Yinxiao, you just 'had' me two nights ago."
Thinking back to the nights after their child turned a hundred days old when they tangled together every night, her face flushed uncontrollably—after a year of "abstinence," he suddenly became insatiable like a monk who had just tasted meat again, almost scaring her into setting rules to limit their "sessions."
"Rules are dead; people are alive," his hot palm continued to caress and tease under her clothes without pause, stubbornly trying to ignite the desire within her. "Isn't it ridiculous that a person would starve just because there are rules saying they can only eat once every two or three times?"
This metaphor? Yun Kexin facepalmed: he actually compared her to food.
"I have something to ask you," she thought of a way to divert his attention. "Feng Yinxiao, I haven't settled the score with you yet."
Sure enough, Feng Yinxiao seemed startled awake by her words, blinking as the hand that was misbehaving under her clothes suddenly stopped.
"What’s wrong, Yun Kexin?" He looked at her with a serious yet confused expression as he noticed her slightly displeased face.
"You don't think you owe me a lot of explanations, do you?" Yun Kexin tried hard to maintain a serious expression, but her face was filled with confusion and grievance that almost made her laugh.
Feng Yinxiao was momentarily stunned and asked in return, "Owe a lot of explanations? What explanations?"
Seeing that he had taken the bait, Yun Kexin was so excited that she almost couldn't hide her smile. She continued with a stern face:
"Why didn't you tell me earlier that my brother already has someone special? And why did you let my brother know about your promotion instead of telling me first? Are you trying to embarrass me?"
She furrowed her brows and glared at him, looking very angry and concerned, but inside she was struggling to hold back her laughter.
Feng Yinxiao smirked: So that's what it is, not about that matter. Good. He then said:
"As for Yun Ke and the legitimate daughter of Duke Liangguo, it was Yun Ke who didn't allow me to," he had a solid reason prepared and spoke without pausing, "because Yun Kexin hasn't married yet, his relationship with Qi Han doesn't count, and he even advised her to find another suitor. But how can a woman be so devoted?"
"Then what about my husband's promotion? Why did you hide it from me?"
"Well, didn't my brother explain it already?" Feng Yinxiao's lips couldn't help but curl up again, his eyes scanning Yun Kexin's face and the open collar of her clothes up and down with ill intent. "My husband wants to make sure he can 'take credit' with his wife in the future."
"What do you mean by taking credit?" Yun Kexin asked cautiously as she adjusted her collar.
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