Qi Lei's strange illness had been cured by Feng Tingyun. However, his body had been weakened for so long that he needed a good rest. Before long, Song Yihuan and the others left the room, leaving him alone to sleep.
As Song Yihuan stepped out of Qi Lei's room, she looked up and saw Xiangxiang sitting obediently outside the door, neither making noise nor causing trouble. Only when he saw her did he stand up and excitedly throw himself into her arms.
"Mother! Xiangxiang missed you so much!"
Song Yihuan caught the little body and hugged him tightly, kissing his little face. "Mother missed Xiangxiang too, so much."
Smelling the familiar fragrance, Xiangxiang only then realized that his mother hadn't hugged or kissed him like this for a long time. His little mouth twitched, and he began to sob.
"Woohoo, mother is bad. Mother was gone for so long. Xiangxiang couldn't see mother. Does mother not want Xiangxiang anymore? Woohoo."
Overwhelmed by sadness, his words were jumbled. He rubbed hard against Song Yihuan's embrace, like a wriggling little worm.
Song Yihuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking up, she saw Ji Lingchuan looking at them tenderly. She picked up Xiangxiang, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the tears from his face, coaxing him.
"Mother went to get medicine for grandfather. She didn't mean to leave Xiangxiang for so long. Mother saw a lot of interesting things on this trip. How about mother telling you a story?"
Ji Lingchuan coughed twice and said seriously, "I also have many stories. If Xiangxiang likes, I can tell them to you. But I won't tell stories to a child who cries and makes trouble with his mother."
Hearing this, Xiangxiang immediately stopped crying. He struggled for Song Yihuan to let him go. After standing on the ground, he looked up at Ji Lingchuan, who was too tall for him.
"I won't cry anymore. I want to listen to Big Uncle tell stories."
His emotions came and went quickly, unlike other children who would cry non - stop once they started. Remembering that Song Yixuan was also like this when he was a child, Ji Lingchuan's eyes darkened as he glanced at Song Yihuan.
She had raised Xiangxiang very well.
"Ungrateful little thing. You like the new and dislike the old. Now that you have Big Uncle, you don't want Master Daddy anymore? Don't you want to listen to my stories about saving lives?"
At this time, Feng Tingyun's calm voice came from behind. Xiangxiang turned around and saw the familiar person standing in front of him. A look of hesitation appeared on his little face.
Whose story should he listen to first? It was so hard for him to choose!
Xiangxiang's expression made Song Yihuan laugh. After curing Qi Lei, the heavy stone in her heart had disappeared, and she felt extremely relaxed.
"Xiangxiang, mother has taught you that you shouldn't be too greedy. Think carefully about who you want to be with and whose story you want to listen to tonight. You can't regret it later."
Ji Lingchuan walked behind Song Yihuan. His big hand quietly reached around her waist and gently pinched it, startling her.
She turned around and glared at him. She gently struggled and subtly pointed at Xiangxiang, but the man didn't let go. Instead, he looked down at her with obvious possessiveness in his eyes.
He said, "Xiangxiang, why don't you stay with your Master Daddy tonight? Your mother and I still have a lot to talk about."
Since someone had made the choice for him, Xiangxiang's eyes sparkled. He stepped forward and grabbed Feng Tingyun's sleeve, looking up and saying in a milky voice, "Master Daddy, Xiangxiang wants to listen to your stories about saving lives!"
Feng Tingyun knew exactly what Ji Lingchuan was up to, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he took Xiangxiang's hand and led him away.
Song Yihuan was pushed back into her own room by Ji Lingchuan. As soon as they entered, Ji Lingchuan picked her up and kissed her firmly.
Song Yihuan was both shy and annoyed. She raised her hand to push him away. "You... Don't... Xuan'er and Xiangxiang are here..."
Just as she opened her mouth to speak, Ji Lingchuan took the opportunity. He pressed her on the table and punished her. He bit her shoulder, his phoenix eyes dark and deep. "Why does Xiangxiang call him Master Daddy? You still owe me an explanation."
Song Yihuan was so weak that she could only rely on his strength to steady herself. She took a deep breath and said, "Back then, I asked Brother Wang to take Xuan'er away. He took Xuan'er as his disciple. Xuan'er called him Master, and Xiangxiang imitated him, so that's how he calls him."
She let out a cry of surprise. The man was getting more aggressive. Holding onto his shoulders, the corners of her eyes turned red. Gritting her teeth, she said, "You—"
"Xiangxiang only has one father," Ji Lingchuan said. "What right does he have to take this title?"
"You even lied to me at the city gate and said that Xiangxiang was your child with him, huh?"
Now that the war was over and Qi Lei's illness had been completely cured, the woman he had missed for so many years was in his arms. The magnanimity he had shown when he stopped her at the city gate was all gone, revealing another side of him hidden under his mask.
Song Yihuan never knew that Ji Lingchuan would care so much about these things and had endured for so long before erupting.
In her eyes, he was like a dog guarding its food. She couldn't help but find it funny, and a soft spot grew in her heart.
"That's because after Xiangxiang was born, the person he saw most often was Brother Wang. As he grew older and heard that other children had fathers, he started to imitate them. If the general wants to take back this title, he needs to work harder."
"After all, in Xiangxiang's eyes, you are so strange."
Her words only led to further punishment from the man.
"Who was it that set up that scheme and ran away from me, causing me to be separated from Xiangxiang for so many years?" He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Little liar, I have a lifetime to settle accounts with you."
In the next room, Xiangxiang turned to look out of the window and was about to climb out of the bed. "Xiangxiang... Xiangxiang seems to hear mother crying!"
He looked very anxious, but the next moment, Feng Tingyun grabbed his collar. "Your mother is fine. Didn't you want to listen to a story? Xiangxiang, you can't give up halfway."
Xiangxiang had no choice but to sit down aggrievedly, but his ears were still pricked up to listen to the noise outside.
Feng Tingyun had only said a few words when Xiangxiang anxiously grabbed his hand. "Master Daddy, my mother is really crying. Is Big Uncle bullying her? Please go and save my mother!"
Feng Tingyun paused and said, "I can't do that. If I intervene, your mother will cry even louder."
"Also, if you don't want your mother to cry at night in the future, you can't call me 'Master Daddy' anymore. Do you understand?"
Xiangxiang looked blank. "Then what should I call you?"
Feng Tingyun smiled. His usually cold and handsome face showed a bit more warmth. "Naturally, you should call me uncle."
Xiangxiang's eyes lit up. "Uncle? Then I'll have two uncles!"
Then he looked disappointed. "But then I won't have a father."
Feng Tingyun stroked his head and said, "No, you'll have a father soon."