Su Baiyi opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a crimson patch above his head. He then looked down at his body and saw that he was covered with a thick pink quilt. The quilt was very warm and had a faint fragrance. He pondered for a moment, then suddenly sat up from the bed.
Next to the small chair beside the bed, Feng Wan'er, wearing only a single piece of clothing, was dressing herself in front of a bronze mirror.
Su Baiyi looked confused and his mind was blank.
Feng Wan'er heard the noise behind her, turned around and looked at the pale Su Baiyi, smiling: "Are you awake?"
"Aunt..." Su Baiyi's voice was still a little dull.
"Aunt is a human being, not a beast." Feng Wan'er originally wanted to tease Su Baiyi, but seeing Su Baiyi's current expression, she suddenly felt reluctant. She walked over and sat beside the bed, scratching Su Baiyi's head, "The bed that Aunt slept on last night."
Su Baiyi then realized that there was another identical bed leaning against the head of the bed, and she finally calmed down a little: "Why are there two beds in my aunt's room?"
Feng Wan'er blushed slightly, and she stretched out a finger and tapped Su Baiyi's forehead: "Sometimes, one bed is not enough. Come, wash up and have breakfast." Feng Wan'er got up and walked back to the table. There were two bowls of lotus seed porridge and some snacks on the table. She picked up one bowl and drank it first. Su Baiyi also got out of bed and found that a basin of hot water and a towel had been placed beside the bed. He was suddenly moved. Only when he was a child with Uncle Chen and Aunt Qian did he have such a life where someone prepared hot water and breakfast for washing. Later, when he followed Xie Kanhua, he always had the illusion that he was taking care of Xie Kanhua.
"What's wrong?" Feng Wan'er found Su Baiyi in a daze and asked confusedly.
"It's okay." Su Baiyi hurriedly washed his face and wiped away the slight moisture that had just appeared in his eyes. Then he put down the towel and sat opposite Feng Wan'er.
Feng Wan'er pushed the lotus seed porridge in front of Su Baiyi: "Did you remember something?"
Su Baiyi said frankly this time: "I thought of my aunt."
"Stop eating!" When Feng Wan'er heard the word "Auntie", she felt very old and snatched the lotus seed porridge in anger.
Su Baiyi reacted and hurried to save the situation: "Aunt, please don't! It's just that there is hot water when I get up and porridge on the table. It reminds me of the days when I lived with Aunt Qian and Uncle Chen. I didn't mean to offend you. Aunt is as beautiful as a flower, and she looks like she is only in her twenties. If it weren't for your request, Baiyi would only want to call you sister!"
Feng Wan'er's eyes curved slightly, she put down the lotus seed porridge, and said softly: "What are you afraid of? Auntie is just joking with you. But why are you thinking of your uncle and aunt? You have lived with them since you were a child?"
"Yeah. I have never seen my parents. They are my adoptive parents." Su Baiyi took a sip of the porridge and felt it was sweet, fragrant and soft. His whole body warmed up after he drank it.
"Since they are my adoptive parents, even though we have no blood relationship, I have grown up with them, so I should at least call them dad and mom." Feng Wan'er glanced at Su Baiyi and felt that Su Baiyi should not be such a cold person.
Su Baiyi shook his head: "I don't know. When I was a child, I also wanted to call them dad and mom, but Aunt Qian cried at that time. After crying, she told me not to call them like that anymore, because they would get angry if I did."
"It seems there is a story. What is the relationship between them and your parents?" Feng Wan'er nodded and continued to look at Su Baiyi with affection. Originally, I thought that this child was handsome and studied under Xie Kanhua, so he must have lived a comfortable life since childhood. But now I heard that this child lost his parents when he was young, which added a bit of pitiful life experience, so he looked even more pitiful.
"I only said that I once followed my parents. I never said anything else." A trace of sadness flashed in Su Baiyi's eyes, and then he shook his head.
"How pitiful." Feng Wan'er stretched out a finger and hooked Su Baiyi's chin, her eyes flashing with green waves.
"Aunt." Su Baiyi quickly turned his head and began to drink porridge with his head tilted back.
Feng Wan'er's fingers stopped in the air. She smiled awkwardly: "Excuse me, excuse me. I'm used to this. My brother has told me not to do this to you."
Su Baiyi raised his head and drank his porridge to hide his embarrassment: "Senior Brother Feng told me that your relationship with the brothers is very dull, but now it seems that you are on the side of Sect Master Feng."
"It's not a matter of taking sides. My brother and I have had a very good relationship since we were young. But in a big family like ours, many things can't go as we wish, so sometimes we have to hide some things." Feng Wan'er put down the bowl, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in her mouth.
Su Baiyi nodded. It seemed that both Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling had lived in these big families since childhood, and had chosen some disguises to a greater or lesser extent. For example, Feng Zuojun's arrogance and Xie Yuling's indifference might not be true. He suddenly realized, "Where are my senior sisters?"
"They are still living next door, and things are peaceful. But with that kid's temper, he will definitely stir up some storms. I wanted to send them away again, but my brother seemed to have changed his mind." Feng Wan'er looked at Su Baiyi, "He seemed to think there was hope of regaining the position of clan leader this time."
Su Baiyi smiled and said, "I cured Sect Master Feng's injury."
Feng Wan'er spread her hands: "But he has also temporarily lost all his power."
"Since Sect Leader Feng appeared directly at the ceremony, wouldn't the rumors of his disappearance be self-defeating?" Su Baiyi asked puzzledly.
"You think too simply. Make up a crime, such as saying that this person is a fake, and kill him immediately. The leader of Tian Xiaoyunjing was killed by someone with a sword. Doesn't that prove that this person is a fake? In the end, destroy the body and cover up all traces. Everything is reasonable." Feng Wan'er said these things in a calm tone, as if she was used to it.
Su Baiyi said helplessly: "The world of martial arts is really complicated."
"He is waiting for you in the stone chamber. Go down after you finish your meal." Feng Wan'er said.
Su Baiyi finished his porridge, put down his bowl and chopsticks, bowed to Feng Wan'er and walked into the secret passage again. At this moment, he was full and satisfied, and his body was still filled with the internal strength of a master of the realm of no return. He walked with vigorous steps and soon walked through the narrow secret passage into the stone chamber. Feng Yuhan was sitting by the medicine pool, looking down at the knife in his hand. It was an extremely thin knife. The book said it was "as thin as a cicada's wing". It was the first time that Su Baiyi saw a knife that could really be so thin.
After hearing the sound, Feng Yuhan raised his head, looked at Su Baiyi, and said with a smile: "Su Baiyi, are you interested in learning swordsmanship?"