King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 212: Chapter 123: Feiyang’s Heroic Spirit for Homeland, Si Meng’s Devoted Love

The main house had flying eaves and exquisite painted beams, displaying luxury and elegance. Jin Liufu had arranged for Shi Feiyang’s little attendant, Shi Xiong, to wait in the main house for quite some time. Upon Shi Feiyang’s arrival, Shi Xiong hurriedly brought hot water to assist Shi Feiyang in bathing and changing clothes.

As Shi Feiyang stepped into the large wooden bathing tub, Shi Xiong tactfully exited the room, gently closing the door behind him with soft and cautious movements.

After Shi Feiyang finished his bath, Shi Xiong returned and summoned a few servants to carry the large bathing tub out.

Once everything was tidied up, Shi Xiong withdrew, leaving Shi Feiyang alone in the room.

Shi Feiyang slipped under the quilt, feeling a warm embrace enveloping his body, with fatigue gradually overtaking him.

At that moment, a faint noise suddenly came from outside the window.

Shi Feiyang furrowed his brows slightly and turned to look, only to see Gong Simeng standing outside the window, her figure appearing particularly frail yet determined in the moonlight. Her hands trembled as she slowly pushed open the window, then lightly leaped inside with a hint of reckless resolve.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang couldn’t help but be slightly surprised, waves of emotions stirring within his heart.

Before he could speak, Gong Simeng leapt into his arms. Her body trembled slightly, as if fearing something, yet she held Shi Feiyang tightly, as though letting go would mean losing him.

”Si Meng...” Shi Feiyang softly called out, a tinge of surprise and compassion in his voice.

Gong Simeng said nothing, merely burying her head in Shi Feiyang’s chest, feeling his heartbeat. Her mind was filled with conflict and struggle. She knew she was of humble origins and that there was a vast disparity between her and Shi Feiyang, and this love might not be accepted by society. But she simply couldn’t control her emotions; she loved Shi Feiyang, loved him deeply, loved him recklessly.

”I know I shouldn’t have come...” Gong Simeng finally spoke, her voice choked with emotion, ”but I just couldn’t help it...I fear losing you...” As Shi Feiyang listened to this tender voice and Gong Simeng’s heartfelt declaration, his mind grew a bit hazy.

Gong Simeng raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears. She gazed at Shi Feiyang and said firmly, ”I don’t care what others say. All I know is that I want to be with you. Even if it’s like a moth to a flame, I’m willing to give it all.”

That night, Gong Simeng didn’t leave Shi Feiyang’s bedroom.

Moonlight streamed through the window, draping them in a silver veil.

Outside, the chirping of insects sang a serenade for their love.

The next morning, as the first rays of warm sunlight poured like golden liquid over the surface of Taihu Lake, the lake sparkled with dazzling light. Early autumn at Taihu Lake, its scenery like a breathtaking painting, not only filled one with joy but also allowed one to appreciate nature’s marvels and beauty.

The willow trees by the lake swayed gently, whispering the serenity and harmony of Taihu Lake to passersby. The distant mountains, softened and clear in the morning light, reflected with the sparkling waves, creating a captivating natural landscape.

At this moment, every ripple on the lake seemed to tell an ancient story, and those stories seemed to drift quietly into the hearts of each observer with the morning breeze. The reflections on the lake, like a mirror, mirrored the blue sky and white clouds, drawing one into this tranquil and beautiful scene.

The golden sunlight, like a delicate veil, softly covered the sparkling Taihu Lake, adding a touch of warmth and charm to this natural painting. The heroes of the Heroic Sakura Association gathered by the lake, 1,500 disciples clad in uniform gray outfits, lined up neatly and awaited orders.

A hundred carriages loaded with stones, disguised as goods and grain, stood silently beside, ready for any encounter with bandits along the way.

In the grand Shi Mansion, after Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng woke, they bathed and dressed. The two frolicked playfully amidst the lingering steam, enjoying a rare leisurely moment. A smile of happiness blossomed on Gong Simeng’s face; she had finally become Madam Shi, filled with excitement and joy.

From now on, she would wholeheartedly care for Shi Feiyang’s daily life and the adorable little Yu Yan. At this moment, she also held a small hope in her heart, wishing her belly would soon show signs of pregnancy, to bear several children for Shi Feiyang, making this family even more complete.

Soon, the heroes arrived at the Shi Mansion one after another. When they saw Gong Simeng tenderly affectionate towards Shi Feiyang and Shi Feiyang being equally warm to her, everyone understood, exchanging meaningful glances with each other.

Lin Wanqing stood among the crowd, her eyes swollen and red, clearly having stayed up all night crying.

Her gaze was fixed intently on Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng, filled with pain and loss.

Her hands clutched the hem of her clothing tightly, knuckles white from exertion, as if striving to control her emotions.

Among the heroes, many sighed silently. They all hoped Shi Feiyang wouldn’t marry Gong Simeng, especially those disciples from prominent families, who were particularly grudging about Gong Simeng’s humble origins.

In their view, Gong Simeng was merely a woman of lowly birth, unworthy of their hero Shi Feiyang.

However, matters of the heart cannot be forced by others. They all knew of Lin Wanqing’s deep affection for Shi Feiyang, and now seeing Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng’s relationship blossom, Lin Wanqing’s heartache was understandable.

”Alas, poor Miss Lin,” a disciple muttered, eyes full of sympathy.