Chapter 754: He Did It So Miss Feng Could Live a Better Life in Her Later Years!

Chapter 754: He Just Wanted Miss Feng to Have a Better Life!

When Miss Feng becomes a widow and is left as a mere merchant, she'd be stuck marrying widowers or disabled men—her life would be over!

Unlike him—if Miss Feng is willing to become his concubine, he can promise to treat her well for the rest of her life!

Pang Jinkang didn't see this as wife-stealing.

He was doing this for Miss Feng's own good!

Luo Shi glanced at her son and smiled. "Don’t worry. I promised you I’d get her into our household as your concubine, and I won’t go back on my word."

Pang Jinkang turned red, stuttering, "Mother, that’s not what I meant… I just… I just…"

He hemmed and hawed, unable to articulate his thoughts.

Luo Shi gave a soft laugh, knowing exactly what was bothering her son.

He didn’t want Xingxing to resent him.

"Just you wait," Luo Shi said confidently, her smile full of meaning. "What’s meant to be yours will be yours. And if it isn’t—as long as I’m here, I’ll make sure it becomes yours!"

Xingxing returned to the room with the freshly prepared medicine.

As she entered, she handed the bowl to Wei Shiyan with a smile. "Medicine was hard to come by on the road, but someone just happened to deliver some."

Wei Shiyan took the bowl without a word and drank it.

The doctor’s prescription was gentle and restorative—except for one ingredient, which the doctor had secretly increased in dosage.

For an ordinary person, it might not have mattered, but Wei Shiyan’s pulse had been that of a chronic invalid, weak and frail.

The extra dosage would make him appear healthier in the short term, but in reality, it would overwhelm his weakened system, damaging his foundation.

Xingxing spotted the trick in the prescription right away.

However, while brewing the medicine in the post station’s kitchen, she had quietly pocketed the excess ingredient in her sleeve, leaving behind just the right medicinal brew.

Though Wei Shiyan’s legs had recovered enough to walk normally, he was still a wounded man, and after spending so much time in the cave, the extra nourishment couldn't hurt.

So, in the end, the bowl of tonic ended up in Wei Shiyan's stomach.

After he finished, Xingxing took the bowl outside.

Luo Shi’s maid witnessed this and promptly reported back to her mistress.

Luo Shi smirked. "Good, he drank it… By tomorrow, she’ll have no excuse not to come bow to me."

…

Late at night, Xingxing was asleep when she suddenly heard the window creak open as someone climbed inside.

Her fingers closing around the hidden dagger under her pillow, she waited for the intruder’s next move.

But then, the figure tiptoed to her bedside and gently shook her. "Xingxing—"

She nearly almost rolled over and stabbed him instinctively—

Until she recognized the voice. It was Fourth Brother!

Once the candles in the room were lit, Xingxing was even more stunned.

Not only was Fourth Brother there, but he had also brought someone in with him!

And that person was someone she knew—none other than Qing Shuang, who had once clashed with her fourth brother, leaving both badly wounded!

Qing Shuang’s face was ghostly pale, her body weakly leaning against Yu Yonggui.

Yu Yonggui explained tersely: “...I went out on business and happened to find her caught in someone else’s trap, poisoned. I couldn’t just let her die... so I brought her back.”

Qing Shuang’s face was deathly pale, her lips were blue.

She tried to speak, but Xingxing quickly stopped her: “Don’t speak yet, and try not to move.”

Xingxing quickly took Qing Shuang’s pulse: “...She’s definitely been poisoned, but fortunately, I can treat it.”

When Xingxing said “can treat,” Yu Yonggui visibly relaxed.

Xingxing took out the antidote pills she always carried: “...This poison is a bit tricky. My standard antidote can only hold it off for now. Once we reach the next town, I’ll prepare the proper antidote.”

Qing Shuang gave a weak nod: “Alright.”

Xingxing fed Qing Shuang the antidote pill, and after sitting for a while to let the medicine work, Xingxing checked her pulse again, confirming the toxins had been suppressed. Only then did she allow Qing Shuang to move and speak.

Even after days apart, Qing Shuang remained as aloof as ever.

Her expression was conflicted: “I’m in your family’s debt again.”

Yu Yonggui curled his lip: “Drop it. Last time, you turned over that kidnapper, which was crucial in uncovering my sister’s past. You don’t owe us anything.”

Qing Shuang pressed her lips together and said seriously, “That doesn’t make us even.”

Not wanting to elaborate, she braced herself against the table and stood up, only to suddenly let out a soft ‘ah’ and stared at her hand.

Xingxing said, “Oh, I forgot to mention, Qing Shuang sister. As long as the poison remains in your body, your martial arts will be sealed, and you’ll temporarily lose your strength. But don’t worry too much—once we reach the city and I prepare the antidote, your strength will come back once you take it.”

Qing Shuang: “...”

Yu Yonggui also stood up: “Alright, I’ll head to the inn and get you another room. In a couple of days, once we reach the next town and Xingxing cures your poison, you can leave.”

Qing Shuang said nothing.

She lowered her head slightly, hiding the flush on her face.

“Then... I’ll trouble you again.”

Yu Yonggui turned back to Xingxing: “Alright, Xingxing, did I startle you earlier? You should rest. I’ll settle Qing Shuang.”

Xingxing nodded and reminded Qing Shuang: “Qing Shuang sister, get some good rest. You’re still poisoned, so be careful with everything.”

Qing Shuang nodded: “Thank you, Princess.”

Yu Yonggui reminded her: “We’re traveling incognito. Don’t call Xingxing ‘Princess’ in front of others—call her Miss Feng. Oh, and call me Mr. Feng.”

Qing Shuang glanced at Yu Yonggui and smoothly corrected herself: “Alright, Mr. Feng.”

Yu Yonggui nodded in satisfaction and led Qing Shuang out.

After they left, there was a gentle knock on Xingxing's door, and someone said softly:

"Xingxing."

Xingxing recognized Wei Shiyan's voice and quickly went to open the door: "Brother Yan, what's wrong?"

Wei Shiyan looked Xingxing over and, seeing she was fine, let out a small sigh of relief.

"Just now, I heard strange sounds from your window, but when I saw your fourth brother bringing someone into your room, I didn’t come over... Now that I see you’re alright, I’m relieved."

Wei Shiyan didn’t enter the room, only reminding Xingxing to rest well before leaving.

The next day, the continuous rain that had lasted for days finally showed signs of clearing.

Those trapped in the post station for several days let out a small sigh of relief.

Even the sickly "Miss Feng’s fiancé" finally got some color back in his cheeks, looking more handsome.

Early in the morning, Pang Jinkan came downstairs and his heart ached at the sight of his Miss Feng sitting in the post station’s main hall having breakfast with her fiancé.

His face fell.

Silently, he walked to a corner, ordered some plain congee with simple sides, and ate his breakfast in silence.