Chapter 365 Intentionally Tormenting Him!

He had thought his mother had left him heartlessly and decisively, so when Feng Jinchen saw Jian Ye the next morning, he was overjoyed. Especially after Jian Ye said, "It was the young lady who ordered me to stay and look after you." Feng Jinchen clutched his small face, smiling sweetly. He knew his mother wouldn't abandon him! Happy! (*^▽^*) However, his happiness lasted only a second before it was interrupted by the appearance of the bad old king. The bad old king glanced at him with a somber face and spoke sternly, "I said the morning meal is served at a quarter past Chen hour. Why were you not in the dining hall earlier?" Affection and discipline are different. As the saying goes, without rules, nothing can be done properly. Since he had decided to personally guide the boy, Ye Tinglan naturally intended to start with strict requirements from the smallest of matters. Fearing that Feng Jinchen might complain if he was dissatisfied, Feng Jinchen pouted but dared not retort directly. "Uncle Wang, do we really have to get up this early every day?" He wasn't like this at the Xuanmen. His maternal grandfather could sleep even longer than him! He had wanted to try and negotiate, but Ye Tinglan's gaze made him dare not make a sound. He drooped his small face dejectedly and reluctantly replied, "Understood." He took two steps to leave, only to be called back by Ye Tinglan. "Where are you going?" Feng Jinchen frowned, "To eat." He had been unconscious all night and hadn't eaten anything. He had only just woken up and was already feeling hungry. To his surprise, Ye Tinglan glanced at him and said coldly, "It is past the mealtime now. If you want to eat, you will have to wait until noon." Feng Jinchen: "???" Why couldn't he eat? He had never heard of such a thing! Seeing his horrified gaze, Jian Ye shook his head, indicating that he hadn't heard of it either. However, there were even more unheard-of things. Not only did this bad old king forbid him from eating, but he also wanted to make him learn to write! And he called it improving his cultivation. Feng Jinchen declared: Impossible, no way, he would never do it. "Mother said that we Xuanmen disciples only need to focus on alchemy, there's no need to learn these things." Ye Tinglan raised an eyebrow, unmoved. "Did your mother really say that?" Feng Jinchen (guiltily): "Yes!" "Then I shall write a letter to ask your mother if this is indeed true." Feng Jinchen: "...I'll learn, I'll learn, okay!" He really suspected that this bad old king was deliberately tormenting him! Ye Tinglan nodded with satisfaction, "Come to the study with me." After reciting just two pages of the "Hundred Family Surnames," Feng Jinchen's stomach growled loudly. Yet, Ye Tinglan pretended not to hear and continued to teach him earnestly. After another page was read, Feng Jinchen's head spun, and he buried his small face in the book, listlessly. "Uncle Wang, I can't anymore, I really can't. If I don't eat soon, I'll faint before I even learn any characters." He was truly starving. Glancing at his pale face, Ye Tinglan magnanimously said, "I'll make an exception for you to eat something today. Remember tomorrow, and don't miss the mealtime again." Feng Jinchen secretly cursed him in his heart, "Understood..." Soon, a plate of crystal water chestnut cakes was brought. Feng Jinchen grabbed one and took two bites, tears streaming down his face. It felt so good to be able to eat something! But he had only eaten one piece before the plate of pastries was taken away. "Hey..." Ye Tinglan, with a stern face, straightened the book again, "Continue reading. You can eat after you've recited a hundred characters." Feng Jinchen: "..." I want to go home! I want to go home! Ye Tinglan's torment did not end there. After he finally recited a hundred characters and, exhausted, began to eat the pastries. Ye Tinglan spoke again, "After we go back, have Jian Ye supervise you to memorize these hundred characters. I will personally test you another day." Feng Jinchen's little brain felt like mush from not eating in the morning. After this lesson, his mind was in a haze, and he had already forgotten everything. Making him memorize it was harder than sending him back to Yue Nation! "Uncle Wang..." "I could recite the entire text at two and a half years old. A hundred characters is already a concession for you." He maintained a stern face, with no room for negotiation. Feng Jinchen snorted and huffily twisted his body off the chair. The voice from behind him said coldly again, "Bring the book with you." "Hmph!" He frowned and stomped out of the study, annoyed. Jian Ye, waiting outside, immediately stepped forward, "Young master, what's wrong?" He was fine when he went in, why is he like this now? Feng Jinchen threw the book on the ground and shouted, his voice urgent and angry, "It's all that bad old king!" These words were yelled towards the study. Realizing who "the bad old king" referred to, Jian Ye's eyelids twitched. He covered Feng Jinchen's mouth, picked up the book, and ran out with him in his arms. Young master, we are on his territory, you can't say such things! After traveling day and night, Feng Yinwan finally arrived at Xuanmen two days later. News of Feng Jinchen and Bai Mu Lingxi had been sent back early, so when she returned to the sect, Xi Wen had already led people to welcome her outside the sect. "Miss, it is my fault for not taking good care of the young master. Please punish me!" He deserved punishment for such a major oversight, but Feng Jinchen had been found, and there were more important matters at hand. Feng Yinwan waved her hand and walked forward, "Where is my uncle? I need to see him immediately." "Your secret letter has been delivered. The Holy Master said he will return to the sect tonight." This implied that he was still in the palace. Feng Yinwan's brow furrowed slightly, "Did uncle mention whether the Juan Yan Hong has been obtained?" Xi Wen shook his head, "He didn't mention it." If that was the case, she could only wait. Feng Yinwan closed her eyes and then ordered, "Take Young Master Song to the medicinal pool to bathe. He is injured." "Yes." Xi Wen nodded and led Song Qingan away. The fatigue of the journey surged back. Feng Yinwan pressed her forehead and walked back to her room. At the end of the second watch, in the silent night, Luo Qingyi returned to the sect. Feng Yinwan had been waiting for a long time. "Uncle." Luo Qingyi raised his hand, "I know everything." Without further words, he took out a celestial herb from his embrace, which was crimson and misty, and handed it over wrapped in internal energy. "If this item is not protected by internal energy, it will wither and die immediately. You need to store it in the Shattered Moon for temporary safekeeping." Feng Yinwan nodded and put it into her bracelet. Her beautiful eyes lingered for a moment, then she looked up, "Uncle, there is something I want to ask you." "You rarely speak with such a serious tone." Luo Qingyi glanced at her and put his hands behind his back, "Ask away." "I want to ask if there are any other branches of Xuanmen." Ye Tinglan insisted that the people of Xuanmen were wicked and evil, and the poison that Qixuan and others had contracted that day was also very strange. She had been pondering this question repeatedly these past two days, and she had a vague feeling... Upon hearing this, Luo Qingyi's expression suddenly sank, "You've encountered them?"