Underneath A Thousand Skies ✔️

110 Foster Son, Don't Be So Crazy (47)

After going back and forth for a while, Xiang Feng finally allowed Song Jia to meet Nian Shou. He grudgingly agreed to let him enter the castle after she told him that Nian Shou was already married. However, Xiang Feng insisted on coming along with her.

"We're just going to talk," Song Jia shook her head. She didn't want him there while she and Nian Shou discussed how to overthrow Princess Bai Xue. "I told you, he's married, he won't do anything to me."

Xiang Feng clenched his teeth and said, "Jia, you're too naive. You should never trust any men except me. Never get close to any of them either."

She was his.

No other man should have delusions about it!

But these words passed from one ear to another, never mind remembering them, Song Jia forgot it as soon as he spoke them. In this world where men outnumbered women, to tell her not to get close to any of the opposite sex, how could that be possible? Song Jia merely treated it as a vein standing out from his skin [1] and half-heartedly nodded.

Thus, Song Jia finally came out of her tower and accompanied Xiang Feng to the royal garden. There was a large pavilion there, surrounded by blooming flowers. Most of them were roses in different colors, red, yellow and pink, looking very pleasing to the eye. From afar, Song Jia could see Su Liang and Nian Shou's figures sitting there, waiting for them.

Having not seen them for a while, Song Jia couldn't help but feel excited. She quickened her pace, wanting to run towards them, but Xiang Feng's hand on her wrist held her back.

He looked at her, his lips drawn out in a slightly cold curve.

"Seems like Jia is very excited?"

Song Jia nodded vigorously like a little chick pecking at grains. "Very excited!"

But when his hold tightened on her, Song Jia sobered and recalled that this man was a large vinegar jar.

So she took back her words, "Very excited to walk in this garden full of flowers with you, ah."

The save was so smooth, so sweet, that the man's chilly expression slightly melted. Xiang Feng knew that she didn't mean those words and only said it to appease him, but he still felt happy.

Holding her hand and walking side by side, the two of them finally arrived in front of the pavilion.

"Jia...."

As soon as Nian Shou saw her, he immediately stood up to greet her, relief washing over him when he saw that she was alright. But the rest of his words abruptly got choked up in his throat when she saw that she was holding an unfamiliar man's hand.

Nian Shou's eyes dimmed. His whole body turned frozen, unable to move a single muscle.

Su Liang hastily stepped forward in front of him and exclaimed, "You're finally here! Why didn't you tell us that you were in the palace? You've made the two of us worry!"

Although Song Jia raised Su Liang, because of their abnormal circumstances, Su Liang treated her more like an older sister than a foster mother.

Song Jia wanted to step forward and take Su Liang's hands to reassure her, but Xiang Feng was still holding on to her. She couldn't take a single step away from him.

So Song Jia simply smiled and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

If you want to blame someone, blame the culprit standing beside me, she thought, filled with grievances.

Nian Shou finally recovered from his shock and slid a glance at the cold-faced man beside her.

"Jia, this is...?"

Song Jia opened her mouth, about to tell him his name, but Xiang Feng was one step ahead of her and said, "Her husband."

Song Jia, "..."

Little ancestor, if you tell a lie like that, how could I tell them your real identity? Song Jia looked at  Xiang Feng with a black face.

Su Liang's mouth dropped. She looked at Song Jia. "You'd gotten married?"

Nian Shou's face was ashen. His lips moved, seemingly wanting to say something, but not a word came out of his mouth.

Before the misunderstanding could deepen even further, Song Jia hurriedly shook her head.

"No, we haven't!"

Both three people looked at her.

Song Jia said awkwardly, "He's...he's Xiang Feng."

Su Liang's eyes grew wide. She had heard a lot about him from both Song Jia and Nian Shou.

"He's Xiang Feng? But I thought he died! And he doesn't have a scar on the left side of his face..."

Nian Shou directly said, "Jia, you must be mistaken. He had already died eight years ago."

Thinking that Song Jia was only staying beside this man because she had mistaken his identity, Nian Shou wanted to separate the two of them. But the hem of his clothes had not even brushed hers when Xiang Feng put Song Jia behind him.

A trace of killing intent streaked across Xiang Feng's dark eyes, "You always keep disturbing us."

It was only the two of them that was supposed to live together from the start, but Nian Shou tagged along with them.

After that, he kept getting in the way between them, even harboring delusions of taking Jia away from him. Did he think that he, Xiang Feng, was dead?

Living, Jia belonged to him, dead, her corpse was still his.

Even a speck of her dust, others are not allowed to touch!

Nian Shou saw the ruthlessness and overbearing possessiveness in the man's expression and went pale. He suddenly understood, this man was really Xiang Feng.

If his love for Jia went along the lines of 'if you love someone, set them free,' Xiang Feng's love nearly went above and beyond the line, 'if you love someone, never let them go.' From the beginning, their rival in love was only each other, that's why the two of them were clear on how much the other loved Song Jia.

Nian Shou swallowed a few times to get rid of his dry mouth and asked, "How...how are you still alive?"

"What business is that of yours?" Xiang Feng coldly looked at him. "Now that you know I'm alive, stay far away from Jia. I'm not going to warn you twice."

Su Liang looked at the tense interaction between these two people and shot a look at Song Jia. Ai, really...this dense foster mother of hers.

Song Jia had once told her that she had planned for her to become Xiang Feng's wife in the future, that's why she adopted her impulsively. Now that she had seen him for herself, Su Liang thought that this idea of Song Jia's was truly just pushing the two of them into a deep pit. Seeing how Xiang Feng deeply cared for Song Jia, if he had known what she was planning...

Su Liang retreated step by step away from them. This pool of muddy water, let Song Jia take care of this by herself ah, don't drag me along to drown.

[1] Ch. idiom that means speaking out of annoyance