Hoo-hoo—finally, after Landun's last fierce assault, the intense battle came to a triumphant close. [Full text reading] Liu Fengyi leaned softly against the tree trunk, her rosy cheeks flushed with the characteristic glow of having reached her peak state. She gasped softly, gazing at Landun, as though even the strength to speak had been drained by him. After tidying up the battlefield, Landun noticed Fengyi staring at him in a dazed manner, and smiled, saying, "Fengyi sister, what are you looking at? Not satisfied yet?" Liu Fengyi shook her head, still only breathing heavily, silent and gazing at Landun. Landun furrowed his brows slightly, then chuckled, "Then you must be infatuated with my handsome, graceful, and charming presence—suffering from a little romantic obsession..." "Pfft. Self-important." Hearing Lu Yun's self-absorbed words, Liu Fengyi finally spoke, but after a soft scolding, a blush crept across her face. "I've been wondering all along—why didn't you come into this world ten or so years earlier? Why did I arrive so much earlier than you? Why did it take me so long to meet you? If we had been born at the same time, and if I could have been your wife, then my life would have no regrets at all." With that, she sighed deeply. This thought often surfaced every time she saw Lu Yun, lingering in her mind. Liu Fengyi knew it was merely a fantasy—there was simply no way they could truly be together. Yet once emotions take root in the heart, they inevitably cause a profound sense of disorientation and loss of self. Perhaps, when several years have passed and Liu Fengyi grows old, the things that unfold between her and Lu Yun will become a cherished memory. For her own husband, Liu Fengyi feels absolutely no regret—she harbors only resentment toward the man who abandoned her and her daughter. She has said this many times before. Lu Yun feels helpless, helpless again, because Liu Fengyi is a woman with a family. Even if Lu Yun doesn't mind the age difference between them, there's still Tingting standing in the way. Though he has developed close relationships with all three of Liu Fengyi's sisters, he certainly can't truly make all four of them his own. Tapping his nose, Lu Yun smiled, "Fengyi sister, isn't it all quite good now? Whenever we think about it, we just come together—there's no real hesitation or concern between us. If we truly were to be together, perhaps our current situation would actually be better." Liu Fengyi nodded in agreement and silently began to clean up the messy, sticky body that Lu Yun had disturbed. After a while, when Liu Fengyi finished tidying up, she looked up with her usual smile and said to Lu Yun, "Alright, I've got it. You're right—now everything is just fine. Tingting has truly been lucky to find a capable man like you. I'm so happy for her. Let's go. We've been out here for a while now—Yi'er must be waiting impatiently for the latest chapter of Xuanhuang." Lu Yun gave a brief affirmation, and the two of them walked together toward the entrance of the forest. When they arrived at Fengying's home, just as they stepped inside, Tingting's father said, "Fengyi has arrived, hasn't she? How come you've been out so long? The food is starting to cool." Liu Fengyi smiled at Tingting's father, said nothing, sat down beside Fengying, picked up her bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat quietly. Lu Yun felt slightly embarrassed, yet didn't show any unusual signs. He smiled at Mr. Tingting and said, "Uncle, Auntie took me around the village and asked me about my studies." Mr. Tingting nodded and said, "Little Yun, hurry up and eat—it's getting late now. You should be back at school soon." Lu Yun nodded. He had already eaten quite a bit at Xiao Huan's house, but he'd been engaged in a vigorous battle with Liu Fengyi in the small woods, so his stomach felt a bit empty again. Not long after, Mr. Tingting set down his chopsticks and bowls, and said to Lu Yun and Liu Fengyi, "You two go ahead and eat. I'm feeling quite tired—I'll go to the inner room and rest for a while." Then he left directly. As soon as Mr. Tingting was gone, Liu Fengyi immediately gave Lu Yun a quick glance, then her eyes began to dart nervously toward Liu Fengying, who was quietly eating her meal. The dining table was small, and Lu Yun was sitting right beside Feng Ying, so their arms nearly touched. Though Feng Ying appeared to be eating quietly, with Lu Yun so close, she found it hard to eat at all. Worse still, she detected a distinct, pleasant scent on Lu Yun—something that made her feel flushed. Liu Fengyi naturally understood what her younger sister's actions meant. Now it was summer, and if the matter hadn't been washed off afterward, one would surely detect the lingering scent of intimacy—especially the strong, lingering aroma of the man's spray, which couldn't be easily eliminated in a short while. Suddenly, Liu Fengyi's expression changed. If her younger sister could smell the scent lingering on Lu Yun's body, then her husband must surely have detected the fragrance on her own. After all, Lu Yun's spray had splashed onto her completely, and combined with the scent of her own movements and brushing, the mingling of the two was unmistakable. Heaven help her—how could her husband have felt a bit tired after just a little while and excused himself to rest in the inner room? Wasn't it because he had smelled her own scent? If that were the case, what could she possibly do now? Liu Fengyi might not care about her husband's feelings, but that doesn't mean she's not a truly graceful and devoted woman. Aside from Lu Yun, Liu Fengyi had always remained grounded and faithful, never engaging in anything out of the ordinary with other men—after all, a woman of principle values her reputation deeply. Yet now... the situation had clearly surpassed her expectations. Originally, she had only watched her younger sister's lackluster appetite, quietly amused, even thinking about arranging a moment later when Lu Yun could have a chance to spend time with her sister, and perhaps even joining in herself so that the two sisters could attend to Lu Yun together. But now, fate had truly turned things around—joy turned to sorrow. After hastily finishing their meal, Liu Fengyi and her sister rushed into the kitchen to wash the dishes, while Lu Yun took the opportunity to rest briefly before heading back to school. "Big sister..." Liu Fengyi called out softly, her heart fluttering as she addressed her sister, Feng Ying, who was beside her. "Fengyi, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well? If you're not feeling well, go back to the room and rest right away—I'll wash and then give you those medicines right after." Seeing her younger sister looking pale, Feng Ying instinctively thought Miao Fengyi must have caught a heat and hurriedly urged her to go back inside. "Unshamed," Feng Ying blinked, dropped a sentence to Liu Fengyi, and flushed, busily washing the dishes. "Sister, I have a concern." Liu Fengyi couldn't help it—after having spoken so much, it seemed clear that her second sister hadn't grasped what she meant. Now she felt a growing sense of urgency. "What's on your mind? Go on, sister, I'm listening." Feng Ying replied casually. "Sister, if you can detect the scent of Lu Yun, doesn't that mean my brother-in-law can also smell my own fragrance?" Before Liu Fengyi finished speaking, Feng Ying suddenly realized, lifted her gaze sharply, and said: "Fengyi, this... this is actually quite possible." "Sister, what shall we do? If my brother-in-law finds out about my relationship with Xiao Yun, how will I ever come to visit you again? How will he view me?" She had thought the matter well concealed—yet a small oversight had now caused such a significant issue. Feng Ying thought for a moment, watching her younger sister growing increasingly anxious, and reassured her: "Feng Yi, don't worry so much. My husband has had sinusitis for a long time and isn't very sensitive to smells. Maybe he simply didn't notice anything." "But why did he suddenly set down his chopsticks and go into the room while eating, right in the middle of his meal?" Feng Yi said, deeply concerned. "Please don't worry about that. My husband hasn't fully recovered yet—he's still weak. In the past, I used to carry his meals to his bed every time he ate. Today, he only got up to eat because I saw Xiao Yun arrive. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have left his bed at all." Feng Ying thought for a moment, and could only hope that her husband hadn't picked up on the scent of Feng Yi. As she continued to comfort her sister, she added, "Feng Yi, take advantage of this moment—go and get some water and wash yourself. Freshen up and get rid of the scent on you first." "Liu Fengyi nodded, and there was nothing else she could do at the moment. It seemed clear that after finishing her business with Xiao Yun, she would have to thoroughly clean up the battlefield—otherwise, if today's incident happened again, Liu Fengyi wasn't sure her heart could endure it anymore." "Alright, I hope your brother-in-law doesn't notice anything, as you described. Otherwise, I'll never dare come to your house again." Liu Fengyi sighed, holding out a bit of hope, then turned and went out, bringing some fresh water into the kitchen. While washing herself, she added, "Sister, when did Xiao Yun arrive? Have you two been together yet?" The question startled Feng Ying so much that it took her a moment to smile and scold her: "You, my dear, were just worried about being noticed by your brother-in-law for your scent. Now, in the blink of an eye, you've completely forgotten the pain of your scar—how could you even find time to tease me like this?"