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Fu Yihang, despite his doubts, agreed to Yun Ran's request and instructed Ruan Ma, Yu, and Tie Dan to take good care of Yun Kexin while he and Eldest Sister would be back shortly.
“Brother Fu, let’s hurry,” Yun Ran said, feeling annoyed as she saw Fu Yihang lingering over Yun Kexin. She wished she could just pull him away but still spoke in a sweet tone, “Seventh Sister has three servants with her, so it’s fine. If we don’t leave soon, it’ll be dark, and it will be hard to find firewood.”
“Got it.” Fu Yihang replied coldly, walking ahead on his own.
Yun Ran followed him with a pleased expression. If it weren't for the fear of disrupting their plans, she would have liked to give Yun Kexin a stern look.
“Seventh Sister, let’s move these things into the cabin,” Ruan Ma suggested with a smile. “It’s quite inconvenient out here in the wild.”
“Sure, you all handle it,” Yun Kexin replied with a smile. “Take your time; don’t knock anything over.”
The servants responded and began moving various items from the ground into the cabin, tidying up and arranging everything neatly. As the light gradually dimmed, Ruan Ma squinted at Yu, signaling that they could “begin”—
“Seventh Sister, since the Heir Apparent and Eldest Sister haven’t returned yet, we’d like to go take a look,” Ruan Ma said calmly, though feeling anxious inside. “How about we leave Tie Dan here to keep watch?” She added quickly, fearing that Yun Kexin might suspect something. “Old servant and Yu will stay nearby and won’t wander far.”
“Go ahead,” Yun Kexin said without looking up, her eyes focused on the barbecue ingredients laid out on the ground as she busied herself with them. “Let Tie Dan come along or go outside; it’s not suitable to stay here.”
Upon hearing this, Tie Dan was eager to comply. He had initially thought he was here to serve the three masters for fun but was terrified when Yun Ran suddenly mentioned his “instructions” from Fu Lianyin. He felt he must not get involved and decided that leaving was the best option.
With Yun Kexin’s permission, the three scheming servants left the cabin quietly…
At the same time, Feng Yinxiao was making his way down towards the foot of Emei Mountain. He had seen smoke rising in the distance and caught a whiff of barbecue aroma carried by the wind, guessing that it must be nearby.
When he arrived at that spot, he found it empty but noticed signs of burning. Looking up to his right, he spotted a wooden cabin suspended in mid-air. Curious, Feng Yinxiao approached and leisurely climbed the stairs. Peering inside, he saw a woman there and asked:
“Excuse me, miss, what brings you here alone?”
Yun Kexin looked up and realized someone had come upstairs. She found it strange that this man had approached so quietly that she hadn’t heard any sound at all; he appeared before her like a ghost.
“Who are you?” With this unfamiliar man’s sudden appearance, Yun Kexin felt her guard go up to its highest level. “How did you get here?”
Hearing the sweet yet sharp voice of the girl, Feng Yinxiao lifted his eyes. In the dimly lit wooden house, amidst a cluster of red candlelight, a graceful young girl stood elegantly in that dreamlike glow. Her small, pointed face was delicate and rosy, and a strange light flickered in her large eyes. She pursed her lips, seemingly surprised and astonished by the intrusion of a stranger, pouting slightly, which made her look both adorable and pitiable.
Feng Yinxiao stared for a moment, feeling his heart skip a beat, then he got straight to the point: "I am here to find someone. May I ask—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Yun Kexin suddenly felt weak in her legs and dizzy as she stumbled. Feng Yinxiao was startled and rushed forward to support her as she was about to fall.
"Miss, what happened to you?"
"I don't know," Yun Kexin replied, pointing at her legs with difficulty. "My legs feel weak; I can't stand up, and my head is heavy. It's uncomfortable."
Feng Yinxiao instinctively sniffed the air and widened his eyes in shock. "Not good, there is 'Ten Fragrant Soft Bone Powder' in this room. We need to find it immediately."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strange creaking sound as the wooden door slammed shut, followed by the sound of keys clattering outside in a flurry.
Yun Kexin was furious at her own carelessness and exclaimed, "We've fallen into a trap! Damn the Fu Family..."
"This young lady, I suspect that the Ten Fragrant Soft Bone Powder has been dispersed through the candles. We must extinguish them immediately," Feng Yinxiao said while holding up the candle towards Yun Kexin. "You are not poisoned too deeply right now; you can recover quickly. But if we wait too long, you might not even have the strength to crawl."
"Then blow it out," Yun Kexin said decisively.
Feng Yinxiao blew out the candle, plunging the room into darkness where one could not see their own hand. Yun Kexin felt conflicted about being alone with a man in such a desolate place; her reputation was ruined! Hearing footsteps approaching, she retreated to a corner of the room and said in a low voice, "What do you want? Don't come any closer."
"Miss, don't worry," Feng Yinxiao said in the darkness. Unable to see where Yun Kexin was located, he could only listen carefully to the source of her voice while stepping firmly on the floorboards. "I am trying to break through this wooden floor or cut an opening with my sword so we can reach the ground; this wooden house is elevated."
Listening to his slow, gentle words that held no offensive intent made Yun Kexin feel relieved and better overall. She replied, "This wooden house seems to be a temporary structure; it shouldn't be difficult to break an opening. You can try."
Feng Yinxiao drew out the sword gifted by the Emperor that could cut through iron like mud—Xing Jian. In the dark wooden house, a silver-white cold light suddenly pierced through the darkness. Soon after, there were sounds of sawing wood. After a while, there was a sudden "crack," and Feng Yinxiao cautiously stepped forward with his foot to test it out. He realized that a large hole had formed in the floorboards. Excitedly turning towards Yun Kexin's direction, he chuckled lightly and said, "Miss, there's hope! We can go down from here."
"Oh really?" Yun Kexin smiled faintly, relieved to have encountered a good person. "Sir, can you help me over there?"
Feng Yinxiao cautiously navigated around the landslide, following the sound of Yun Kexin. When his toes touched something, he said, "Miss, is that you?"
"Yes, it's me," Yun Kexin extended her hand, trying to get him to help her up.
Coincidentally, Feng Yinxiao also reached out his hand. The moment their hands clasped—especially when Yun Kexin's delicate fingers were held in his broad palm—both felt their hearts skip a beat, sensing each other's unease and embarrassment.
"I'll help you over," Feng Yinxiao said, taking Yun Kexin's hand. His voice lost its usual calmness and became less fluent. "Miss, you, you take it slow, follow me, don't stray."
The two moved forward slowly. When their feet touched the landslide, there was a slight wobble and shake beneath them, confirming they had reached the spot.
"Miss, should I go down first and then bring you, or should we jump down together?" Feng Yinxiao asked, seeking her opinion while fearing that Yun Kexin might think he had ulterior motives.
"Let's jump together," Yun Kexin lowered her head and said softly, almost unconsciously.
After that, it became awkward as they didn't know what to say. Her hand was still held in his palm; in this situation, who else could save her but him? Regardless of whether it was rescue or not, it was all the same now—there was no way to argue.
"Alright, we'll go down together," Feng Yinxiao smiled, feeling grateful for Yun Kexin's trust. He relaxed a bit and said, "Come on, sit next to me slowly, then give me your other hand. I'll count 'one, two, three,' and then we jump together..."
"Okay," Yun Kexin replied succinctly throughout the exchange. "Just do as you say."
Thus, they followed the plan: first sitting down, then clasping hands. They leaped down together only to find that their feet did not touch the ground but continued to fall endlessly...
The usually composed Feng Yinxiao was taken aback. What was happening? Two words flashed through his mind: trap! In a panic, he tightened his grip on Yun Kexin's hand. She seemed equally flustered and grasped his hand tightly as well; like Feng Yinxiao, the same two words raced through Yun Kexin's mind!
When their feet finally hit the ground and they sat down abruptly, they realized they had landed in a deep dry well filled with weeds on the ground and walls.
Leaning against the wall, Feng Yinxiao slowly got up without paying attention to Yun Kexin, searching for an escape route—
"This is outrageous!" Feng Yinxiao exclaimed angrily as he punched the wall. "I have never encountered such treachery in my life! Despicable!"
Yun Kexin stood there as if struck by lightning, taking a deep breath: What did he just say? Feng Yinxiao? How could he be Feng Yinxiao! How did he end up in Fan City? Wasn't he supposed to be the Palace Front Commander? For some reason, upon learning his identity, her heart felt at ease—she had previously worried that he might be a lecher disguised as a gentleman, but now that fear could be dismissed.
What a waste of effort! Yun Kexin tried hard to calm herself down, pretending she didn't know Feng Yinxiao at all. She stood up against the wall with difficulty and sneered, "To think you could dig a trap under the house and cut off my escape route!"
At the same time, she thought, if Ming Fu Lian Yin discovered that the person locked up with her was not Fu Yihang but another man, I wonder how mad she would get; it would be infuriating!
Feng Yinxiao then remembered Yun Kexin and took a few steps forward, saying, "Miss, where are you?"
"Young Master, I'm here," Yun Kexin replied as she also moved forward a few steps.
The well was not wide, and soon they touched each other's hands, standing together before stepping back a few paces to sit against the wall.
"I'm sorry, Young Master. It's all my fault for involving you," Yun Kexin said softly.
"It's fine; this was my choice..." In the darkness, Feng Yinxiao smiled slightly. Yun Kexin couldn't see his expression but could feel the humility and sincerity in his words, devoid of any pretense. "But your reputation, Miss, might suffer because of this." Feng Yinxiao's voice grew heavy with self-reproach. "This is the first time I've been so careless; otherwise, you wouldn't be in this predicament."
It's my own foolishness; in two lifetimes, I still fell into the Fu Family's trap so easily!
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