Chapter 682: He really put in a lot of though (2/2)

As if Long Feiye truly feared him! He sprawled lazily on the couch with a careless air. “Besides the Chu and Mu Clan troops, what other forces in this world understands Northern Li’s calvarymen best?” Long before internal strife took over Tianning, Long Feiye had said he wanted to leave Tianning and Tianan intact as a buffer against Northern Li. The south central regions was a plentiful land of fish and rice filled with fertile farmland and a dense population. He would never allow war to reach its borders. He had accepted Chu Tianyin’s surrender to preserve the Chu Clan troops, but it wasn’t just so he could deal with Ning Jing.

“Make preparations. Tomorrow, we set out for Southern Ning,” Long Feiye said simply.

“Your Highness is leaving Yaoshui?” Chu Xifeng was astonished. Wasn’t it too early to leave just yet? After all, the fighting had just begun and many variables were still uncertain.

“As long as Northern Li doesn’t move, the three territories of the western regions won’t change much.”

Although Ning Cheng was being hemmed in on both ends, he had enough troops and a scary amount of financial resources to hold out. A year and a half wouldn’t be enough for him to suffer any major losses. Long Feiye figured that the struggle in the western regions would continue for two or three more years before coming to a conclusion. He was still more concerned with Northern Li, so he had to hurry back to Southern Ning to understand the situation better with the Baili Clan. Moreover, Baili Yuanlong had written him a few letters mentioning movements by the old and prominent families of Southern Ning. It was about time to go back and show them their place.

In Cloud Realm Continent, the central regions were ruled by the old, established families, the eastern regions by the merchants, and the western regions by the jianghu. The so called established families were those of the rich nobles who had carried on their family line for generations and established big clans. There were many of them present in the south central regions. Because they lived remote distances from the royal capitals, they had grown in power and influence until they created their own commander-in-chief post to rally under. Over a year had passed, but the commander-in-chief’s estate had yet to show them any favors. How could that be ignored? Though Western Zhou, Tianning, and Tianan had all been thrown into chaos, he would not allow any internal strife to wreck the balance in the south. Aside from those matters, Long Feiye needed to look into the progress of his major business accounts. Moreover, he wanted to ask about Gu Qishao’s progress with the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion.

In any case, he was an extremely busy man. But the foremost problem in his heart was still Celestial Mountain. Before he headed up there, he had to take care of these problems first in case of any accidents. After all, there was plenty of trouble waiting for him atop the peak. The less conflicts he left behind him, the better. Long Feiye had prepared so thoroughly that even Tang Li’s ascension to the seat of Tang Clan Head was within his plans. Even if Aunt Ru hadn’t collude with Duanmu Yao, he had prepared a snare to trap her anyways. He had really put in a lot of thought to his plans, but how many people truly understood him? Even his closest subordinate Chu Xifeng was often at a loss.

Once Chu Xifeng left, Long Feiye went to his old haunt: Han Yunxi’s roof. As he sat there, he stared towards the lantern light coming from Tang Li’s courtyard in the distance. This was the first time he was anticipating something from his little brother. Hopefully, he could control the Tang Clan within the next year and control Ning Jing.

Late at night, Han Yunxi was sewing her makeshift scarf while her husband moved to stare at the swing in her courtyard. Years ago, his imperial mother had taken her life right in front of that swing.

Despite the hour, it was still bright within the Tang Clan grounds. Ning Jing finally woke up, but Tang Li had fallen asleep. There was no one else in the room. He leaned against the bed with his head bowed and arms crossed over his chest. Ning Jing really did have a sturdy body. She didn’t feel tired at all, but was quite energetic. Her eyes roved around the room before she prepared to sit up secretly. But Tang Li suddenly fell over, scaring her into shutting her eyes and feigning sleep again.

Fortunately, Tang Li regained consciousness before he crashed into the floor. He stretched with a yawn. Hearing this, Ning Jing resolved to keep pretending to sleep. She didn’t know why her stomach would hurt so much, but Tang Li must have been the one to save her. He was currently staring at her face before suddenly drawing close. Feeling the sudden breeze against her skin, Ning Jing’s heart skipped a beat. She could feel him breathing right above her and wonder what he was doing so close. Disturbed and tense, she suddenly heard Tang Li grit him teeth and curse, “Slut!”

That’s too much! But Ning Jing bore it. She knew that feigning unconsciousness was the best choice now. At least Tang Li would only move his lips, not his hands. But the man suddenly went and placed a head over her forehead.

Ning Jing grew incensed. Is he still a man? Trying to attack me while I’m unconscious, is he? She was about to push him aside when he stroked her forehead gently and muttered to himself, “It still doesn’t feel like she has a fever. That means she won’t get one at all, right?”

So he was watching me all night because he was worried I’d get feverish?

He quickly removed his hand and carried over a bowl of warm water, still muttering to himself. “I should wet her lips. It’ll be bad if she gets dehydrated.”

He dipped his finger into the bowl before gently smoothing it over her mouth. The liquid trickled in between her lips, but some dribbled down her neck. Seeing this, Tang Li hastily wiped it clean with a handkerchief.

“Hey, I’m not bullying you, alright? I’m just helping you to wipe it clean,” he said. And it was true, he didn’t do any suspicious movements besides wiping her dry and tucking her in beneath the covers.

“You haven’t eaten all day or night. Why haven’t you woken up from hunger yet?” he muttered next. Ning Jing almost laughed out loud–luckily, she held back. This was the first time she’d heard this fellow ramble on for so long without being annoying. Soon enough, Tang Li resumed his seat and leaned against the bed to doze off again.

Ning Jing waited long enough to make sure he’d fallen asleep before peeking open her eyes. She remained lying on the bed, looking between him and the flowers for a while until she inexplicably fell asleep again. By the time she woke up again the next morning, Tang Li was already gone. Because Long Feiye and Han Yunxi were leaving, he’d gone to see them off. Besides Han Yunxi, he was the only one who knew early on that Long Feiye was preparing to go to Celestial Mountain in the future. It was already the fourth lunar month, so he knew Long Feiye wouldn’t stay in Southern Ning for long…