This voice was like a thunderclap. When it rang in Song Yihuan's ear, her mind buzzed, and she instinctively took a step back.
As if sensing something, Feng Tingyun stepped forward and blocked in front of Song Yihuan.
"May I ask what's the meaning of your blocking our way without reason?"
Ji Lingchuan looked at the figure that haunted his dreams in front of him. His heart was pounding heavily and rapidly.
Four years had passed. This figure had filled his mind day and night, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what. It was so deeply engraved that just one glance could stir up a storm in his heart and almost make his emotions get out of control.
Seeing another man standing in front of her, the unrequited love in his heart turned into intense jealousy.
It was this man who had won her trust and was entrusted with the most important family member in her life.
It was this man who had accompanied her for four years, witnessed Xiangxiang's birth, and was even called "Master Daddy" by Xiangxiang!
The long sword in his hand unsheathed and pointed directly at the other man!
Song Yihuan didn't expect him to draw his sword suddenly. She let out a scream: "No!"
Feng Tingyun had already sensed the hostility and killing intent on Ji Lingchuan. He reacted the moment Ji Lingchuan drew his sword. He raised the wooden staff in his hand and stepped forward to meet Ji Lingchuan without hesitation.
This was the first time Song Yihuan had seen Feng Tingyun fight. In the eyes of her and Song Yixuan, this blind and white - haired divine doctor was a cold, somewhat tired man who liked sweets and needed others' care very much.
But who could have thought that he was actually skilled in martial arts!
Different from Ji Lingchuan's battle - tested killing moves, Feng Tingyun's figure was ghostly and graceful. Although he was blind, his hearing was extremely sharp. He actually fought Ji Lingchuan to a draw with his wooden staff.
Ji Lingchuan originally wanted to quickly get rid of this thorn in his side. But finding the other man very hard to deal with, his heart sank.
"Who on earth are you?"
The two of them exchanged several moves. The sound of the weapons colliding made people feel panicked.
After all, Ji Lingchuan had been through many battles and was extremely powerful. Taking advantage of a gap, the tip of his sword pointed directly at Feng Tingyun's throat—
"Ji Lingchuan!" Song Yihuan's voice rang in his ear. "If you dare to hurt him, I'll die right in front of you!"
Ji Lingchuan instinctively looked to the side. He saw that Song Yihuan had taken off her veil hat and showed her completely un - disguised face. At this moment, she was holding a dagger and had it against her own throat.
Ji Lingchuan caught his breath and stopped in time. He was furious: "Song Yihuan, how dare you!"
Hearing their way of addressing each other, Feng Tingyun understood Ji Lingchuan's identity. He retracted the wooden staff in his hand and said calmly: "So you're Ji Lingchuan. I've long admired you."
The look in Ji Lingchuan's eyes when he looked at Feng Tingyun was cold. He said in a cold voice: "I've long heard of the name of the Carefree Divine Doctor, but I didn't expect the divine doctor to have such skills."
Feng Tingyun said: "One always needs some self - defense methods when walking alone in the world."
Seeing that both of them had stopped, Song Yihuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief. But she also knew that it was probably impossible for her and Feng Tingyun to get out of the city gate today.
Four years had passed. What was meant to come would always come.
She threw the dagger in her hand to the side expressionlessly and said to Feng Tingyun: "Brother Feng, please wait aside for a moment. I have something to say to him."
Feng Tingyun didn't say anything. He took his wooden staff and luggage and stepped aside. Immediately, several soldiers surrounded him to prevent him from escaping.
Ji Lingchuan looked at Song Yihuan deeply and walked towards her step by step.
Song Yihuan met Ji Lingchuan's deep and dark eyes. She pretended to be calm on her face, but her heart was already in a complete mess. She forced herself not to feel any fear and not to take a step back. If she did, all her efforts over the years would be in vain.
As if to boost her courage, she said:
"I heard that the battle on the front line is extremely tense. General Ji is guarding Liaocheng and intends to capture the city. I didn't expect you to have the leisure to come to Sucheng for a visit."
But Ji Lingchuan didn't answer. The man's shadow gradually enveloped her. That familiar sense of oppression came again. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him raise his hand. Song Yihuan held her breath and closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to come.
Four years had passed. He still refused to let her go. He must hate her very much, right?
However, her waist was grabbed. The next moment, she was pulled into the man's arms and hugged tightly. The force was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to crush her and embed her into his own body.
Ji Lingchuan, the heir of the Prince Ning, who used to be dignified, polite, and attached great importance to rules, had now thrown away all the worldly ethics and etiquette. Regardless of the worldly eyes, he tightly held the person he had been searching for so hard and who was engraved in his bones in his palm.
"Song Yihuan, your heart is really cruel enough."
The man's reproachful voice rang in her ear. The tone carried hatred, helplessness, and grievance.
The scalding breath brushed past her ear. The two of them had had several intimate moments. Although four years had passed, it still made Song Yihuan's body tremble instinctively.
"But I just like you so much. The more I know you, the more I like you."
These words, Ji Lingchuan never had the chance to say back then. She had already left him resolutely.
Over the years, he had also been thinking about why she had jumped off the cliff resolutely and joined hands with Gu Yunzheng and Qi Lei to stage a play of fake pregnancy and fake death. She had even found a fake corpse to replace herself.
Later, he finally understood. He had never told her his feelings. He had always regarded himself as the high - and - mighty heir of the Prince Ning and never considered things from her perspective. He never thought about whether she really wanted all the things in the capital city and all the things in the Prince Ning's Mansion.
He had talked to Song Yixuan yesterday and learned about her situation in the past few years. He knew that she had never complained about hardships and had lived a free and happy life. This made him even more certain that being a free bird, going wherever she wanted and landing wherever she pleased, was what she really wanted.
With his big palm supporting the back of her head, Ji Lingchuan felt a sharp pain in his chest with every breath.
"Yihuan, come home with me. Don't leave me again."
He would provide a shelter for her and everyone she cared about, so that they could live the life they wanted freely. Now, he was no longer restricted by anyone and didn't have to look at anyone's face.
Song Yihuan was tightly hugged by the man. At first, she was just so tightly held that she couldn't breathe. After hearing what he said in her ear, her eyes became hot, and it became even more difficult for her to breathe.
After jumping off the cliff, she hadn't left the capital immediately. She had also been dealing with him in the capital city for a while.
She had thought that he hated her so much that he had searched for her so closely. It was not until this moment that she heard his long - suppressed voice in his heart.
However, she didn't forget his identity.
He was the heir of the prince and now had become the great general who protected the country. And she was just an ordinary woman now. That gap would always be an obstacle between them.
She had never been recognized by the Princess Ning before. How could she dare to have such extravagant hopes now?
Her fingers curled up. She raised her heavy arm, pressed it against his chest, and pushed him away.
Forcing back the urge to cry, Song Yihuan said coldly: "I'm already married to someone else. Please pay attention to your behavior, Your Highness. Don't say such offensive words again. I, Song Yihuan, would rather be the wife of a poor family than a concubine in a noble family."