Phoenix Top and Dragon Bottom Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Suspicion Arises from the Missing Corpse

“Sect Master Feng, is it fun to toy with people?” Although Long Qinghan’s tone remained indifferent, Feng Xuan Yang could sense that he was somewhat displeased.

Feng Xuan Yang quietly watched the figure sitting with his back to him, and for a moment, he felt guilty.

However, being the proud person he was, how could Feng Xuan Yang bow down and admit his mistake? So, he snorted heavily, turned away, and wrapped himself in the blanket, facing the wall to sleep.

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Long Qinghan was horrified, realizing that the palm strike he used earlier was at least fifty percent powerful. Although it helped dissipate the palm imprint, the internal injuries still remained. No wonder Feng Xuan Yang ended up in such a state.

Hurriedly, Long Qinghan turned Feng Xuan Yang over. He saw his face as pale as frost, trembling all over, and his lips had turned white from the cold.

It was more serious than he had thought!

Long Qinghan quickly helped him up, sat cross-legged behind him, took a deep breath, and began to use his internal energy to heal his injuries.

After about a cup of tea’s worth of time, Long Qinghan withdrew his energy. But just as his hand left Feng Xuan Yang’s back, he slumped into his arms with a thud. His eyes half-closed, he shivered and murmured, “Cold…”

Long Qinghan was astonished; he couldn’t believe that his Ice Palm could inflict such severe damage, causing Feng Xuan Yang to be so heavily injured. Without delay, he held Feng Xuan Yang gently and laid him down, layering the blankets over him to keep him warm.

However, the blankets were no match for the coldness of winter, and even though Feng Xuan Yang was covered layer by layer, his lips still trembled from the cold.

Long Qinghan furrowed his brows tightly, looking at that pallid face, feeling his heart ache as if its dripping blood.

He glanced at the window; the sky was now dimly bright, and he and Feng Xuan Yang had spent the whole night without falling asleep peacefully. After a moment of contemplation, he sighed deeply, took off his boots and socks, and lifted the blanket to climb in. He pursed his lips, leaving Feng Xuan Yang with only an undershirt, while doing the same for himself. Then, he reached out and embraced Feng Xuan Yang, using his own body heat to warm him.

Even though there was a layer of clothes separating their skin, Long Qinghan still felt his face turning red. Feng Xuan Yang seemed to have sensed the warmth and snuggled closer to Long Qinghan’s embrace, arching his body. But seemingly unsatisfied, he frowned slightly, and then extended his large hand, pulling Long Qinghan into his arms. Once he held the warm body, he finally smiled contentedly and went back to sleep.

However, Long Qinghan had no trace of sleepiness; the face of his beloved was right in front of him, and how could he calm his heart? Long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on that handsome face, a wicked smile still lingering at the corner of his mouth, and the red lotus mark on his face made him even more alluring. Slowly, Long Qinghan unconsciously reached out his hand towards that face, but just as his fingertips were about to touch it, he abruptly retracted his hand. He scolded himself inwardly, how could he do such a thing when Feng Xuan Yang was unaware? If Feng Xuan Yang saw him acting like this, it would probably incur his displeasure.

Long Qinghan sighed lightly, shaking his head, trying to drive away those inappropriate thoughts. However, the living person was right in front of him, breathing on his nose. How could he calm down? After a moment of contemplation, he made up his mind, activated his internal energy, and tapped his own sleeping acupoint with his finger, forcing himself to sleep.

As Long Qinghan fell into a deep sleep, Feng Xuan Yang slightly opened his eyes, gazing affectionately at the person in front of him, and gently pressed his lips against Long Qinghan’s, planting a soft kiss. Tenderly caressing Long Qinghan’s face, he smiled, tightened his embrace, and continued to sleep soundly.

In his dream, Long Qinghan returned to the moment before his rebirth, with snow falling all around, and splatters of blood staining the white ground. The pain of the blood falling on the snowy ground pierced his heart, and Feng Xuan Yang’s smiling face before he died made his heart ache.

A suffocating and anxious feeling surged in, coursing through his limbs and blood. The fear of death and the sorrow of separation grasped his heart like a demonic claw, making it hard for him to breathe.

“Xuan Yang, Xuan Yang…” Unconsciously, he murmured, and Long Qinghan’s whole body trembled slightly. Suddenly, he shouted “Xuan Yang” out loud, jolting awake, opening his eyes.

In a daze, he surveyed his surroundings, realizing that it was already bright outside. He tried to move his body, but found that he couldn’t; it was as if he was being pinned down.

Upon closer inspection, he saw that Feng Xuan Yang had tightly embraced him with both hands, and his legs were draped around Long Qinghan’s waist, suspending his entire body on him.

“…” Long Qinghan rubbed his forehead. No wonder he had felt uncomfortable while sleeping last night; it turned out the culprit was the ungraceful sleeping posture of Sect Master Feng. Long Qinghan gently pushed Feng Xuan Yang, but he was like a massive mountain, not budging at all. He even puckered his lips, mumbled a few words, but still didn’t wake up.

As he noticed that Feng Xuan Yang’s complexion had improved, Long Qinghan let out a sigh of relief. However, he dared not move anymore, afraid of accidentally injuring Sect Master Feng once again. Helpless, he resigned himself to the situation and allowed Feng Xuan Yang to continue embracing him.

Feng Xuan Yang slept like a child, puckering his lips and murmuring a few words, moving his head closer to Long Qinghan’s and rubbing against him. It was unclear what he dreamt of, as he suddenly mumbled something about delicious food. Then, he leaned in and planted a kiss on Long Qinghan’s lips, perfectly aligned, and even nibbled on his lips a few times.

Long Qinghan was completely stunned for a moment, a rush of blood surged through his body, and his face turned red in an instant, feeling a burning sensation all over.

His emotions were as indifferent as a blank sheet of paper, yet this unintentional kiss left him feeling bewildered.

Still in a daze, he suddenly activated his internal energy, pushed his palm forward, and then–

A loud thud echoed as someone fell heavily to the ground, “Ahh! Long Qinghan, what are you doing?”

“…” Long Qinghan climbed up dazedly, looking at his palm, then at the person rubbing their head, he realized–

He had caused trouble again…

So, Sect Master Feng once again experienced the sensation of a palm imprint. This time, Long Qinghan was obedient, gently massaging Feng Xuan Yang’s handprint, and he reduced the force, frequently inquiring about Feng Xuan Yang’s condition. Feng Xuan Yang felt comfortable and content, humming with satisfaction.

After a good deal of commotion, they finally settled down to have breakfast. During the meal, Long Qinghan became unusually quiet, focusing on eating by himself, while Feng Xuan Yang suddenly became kind and kept serving him dishes.

Long Qinghan glanced at Feng Xuan Yang and noticed that he was enjoying his meal, occasionally smiling at him. Long Qinghan furrowed his brows; he didn’t know if he was overthinking, but it seemed like Feng Xuan Yang was only serving him the dishes he loved, and never made a mistake.

Long Qinghan sighed lightly. In contrast to himself, after Gu Wu’s death, he no longer had a rival, and he had never paid much attention to Feng Xuan Yang’s diet. Gu Wu…

Gu Wu?!

Long Qinghan stood up abruptly, swiftly placed his bowl and chopsticks down, and rushed out. Feng Xuan Yang felt that something was amiss and hurriedly followed him.

But when Feng Xuan Yang ran back to his room, he suddenly froze. The room was empty, and both Gu Wu’s and the black-clothed person’s corpses were gone!

Long Qinghan surveyed the surroundings, his expression turning cold. He stepped into the room and squatted down at the spot where Gu Wu and the black-clothed person died yesterday, carefully examining it.

Feng Xuan Yang furrowed his brows and turned to leave, intending to ask the innkeeper for information.

“No need to go; they have been taken away,” Long Qinghan said.

Feng Xuan Yang’s steps halted, and he turned back, asking, “How do you know?”

Long Qinghan slowly stood up and pointed to the ground, saying, “Look, there are traces of dragging on the ground. The wind and sand were quite strong last night, and they lay quietly here for some time, causing dust to accumulate around them. But now, these dust marks have been dragged away, leaving shallow imprints.”

Feng Xuan Yang walked over and glanced, his expression also turning solemn. He approached the windowsill and squinted, then suddenly his eyes narrowed as he said in a deep voice, “Qinghan.”

“Hmm?” Long Qinghan responded, walking over and looking at the spot Feng Xuan Yang was pointing to, furrowing his brows slightly.

On the windowsill, in addition to the traces of clothing being dragged, there was also a shallow footprint!

The footprint was not complete, only the front part of the shoe was visible. Feng Xuan Yang measured it with his fingers and roughly estimated that the shoe’s owner was a man. It was likely that a man took away two adults at the same time. Even without examining the footprint, they could deduce that it was a man. Furthermore, other than deducing that the person had a high level of lightness skill from the extent of dust contamination, they couldn’t gather any more information, let alone determine when the bodies were taken away.

Both sighed heavily and exchanged glances before shaking their heads. After searching fruitlessly, they had no choice but to give up.

Following that incident, the two of them stayed in the inn for several days. During this time, Long Qinghan would occasionally invite Feng Xuan Yang to drink or gallop together on horseback, showing signs of unease.

After a few more days, Blood Shadow arrived with Qián Shuāng to find Feng Xuan Yang, and he also brought some news.

“Oh? Is that so?” Feng Xuan Yang lounged with one leg crossed, casually gazing at Blood Shadow.

Blood Shadow knelt on one knee, speaking coldly, “I dare not deceive you, may I ask if the Sect Master wishes to…”

He stopped mid-sentence and made a gesture of beheading with his hand.

“No need!” Feng Xuan Yang waved his hand and then tapped his own chin playfully, saying, “Tonight, I will go and meet him myself.”

Blood Shadow was taken aback but nodded in acknowledgment.

However, while the two of them were having a hushed conversation inside the room, there was someone quietly standing outside the door, listening to their every word.

That night, as darkness fell, they headed to the Mei Mountain Villa.

Inside the villa, Xiang Zōng was reading a book when suddenly, the candlelight in the room flickered out. He was startled and immediately became alert. However, before he could react, a figure appeared before his eyes.

“You are…”

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