Phoenix Top and Dragon Bottom Chapter 17

Chapter 17 · A Worrying Plum Blossom

On the same night, around the time of the Yu hour, Long Mo returned.

Long Qinghan stood by the window, listening to Long Mo’s report about the recent events that happened to him. It seemed that Feng Xuan Yang’s men had detained him for a while and then dumped him in a remote location, drugging him, which caused his delayed return. Long Qinghan didn’t doubt him and waved him off after listening.

After Long Mo left, Long Qinghan gazed into the distance, lost in thought. Today at noon, he had intended to find Feng Xuan Yang for a drink, but unexpectedly overheard his conversation with Blood Shadow, leaving him uneasy. The events that happened at Mei Mountain Villa before his resurrection kept troubling his mind, giving him a severe headache.

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Feng Xuan Yang narrowed his eyes and decided to play a trick. He reached out and brought something close to Long Qinghan’s nose. But Long Qinghan remained in his daze until he inadvertently inhaled a cold fragrance, causing him to sneeze a few times. Lowering his gaze, he saw a plum blossom tickling his nose.

However, Feng Xuan Yang seemed to be enjoying it and continued teasing him. Annoyed, Long Qinghan reached out to snatch the plum blossom, but Feng Xuan Yang effortlessly lifted it above his head. There was a slight height difference between Long Qinghan and Feng Xuan Yang, but he was determined to compete for the plum blossom, stubbornly tiptoeing to reach it.

Feng Xuan Yang couldn’t help but laugh and continued to raise the plum blossom, enticing Long Qinghan.

Unaware of how ambiguous his actions appeared, Long Qinghan grew annoyed and turned his palm to strike at Feng Xuan Yang, intending to snatch the plum blossom from him.

With a light step on his toes, Feng Xuan Yang gracefully evaded, and with a swift move, he placed the plum blossom behind his back. Long Qinghan’s eyes flickered with a cold light as he conjured ice in his hands. He attacked Feng Xuan Yang’s elbow with his left hand and his right shoulder with his right hand, the two strikes combining to corner Feng Xuan Yang, who struggled to dodge.

Feng Xuan Yang was forced back into a corner, and the situation was extremely unfavorable. However, he couldn’t bear to harm Long Qinghan, so he pouted, looking pitiful with a pair of innocent eyes, as if he was on guard. He spoke to Long Qinghan in a tone that seemed intentionally ambiguous, with the last word “rob” uttered in a soft voice, making his initially serious words turn extremely suggestive.

Unaware of Feng Xuan Yang’s little trick, Long Qinghan grew even more annoyed and exclaimed, “I said I want it!”

Feng Xuan Yang’s eyes lit up, and he pretended to be innocent, saying, “Do you really want it?”

“Give it to me!” Long Qinghan stubbornly demanded, reaching out and demanding that Feng Xuan Yang hand over the plum blossom.

Feng Xuan Yang hesitated for a moment and asked playfully, “Really want it?”

“Don’t talk nonsense!” Long Qinghan became even more irritated.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Xuan Yang sighed as if he had made a decision, “Alright, I’ll give it to you.” Then, he slowly extended his hand, offering the plum blossom to Long Qinghan. However, the moment their hands touched, Feng Xuan Yang suddenly pulled Long Qinghan into his embrace, seductively saying, “Qinghan, you really act like a little kitten.”

“What…” Long Qinghan was taken aback, about to say something, but before he knew it, a magnified face pressed against his, and soft, fiery lips passionately kissed his cold ones.

Boom! Long Qinghan froze, his consciousness flying away, even unaware when Feng Xuan Yang took the opportunity to grope his buttocks and kiss his face, not reacting to any of it.

By the time he blinked back to reality, Feng Xuan Yang was already gone. The only things that remained by his side were the plum blossom in his hand and the sandalwood fragrance lingering from Feng Xuan Yang.

Long Qinghan stayed dazed for a while before slowly regaining his composure. A strange tenderness appeared in his eyes. Whether Feng Xuan Yang was teasing or being sincere, he was completely captivated at this moment.

Unconsciously, he raised his hand and brought the plum blossom to his nose, slowly inhaling the cold fragrance. However…

“Achoo! Achoo! Achoo! Damn it! Feng… Achoo… Xuan Yang!”

“Achoo! Who dares to curse me?”

Long Qinghan struggled for a while before finally getting rid of the itchy feeling in his nose. By now, his nose was red from all the rubbing, completely ruining his usual suave demeanor as the young master of the Dragon clan.

However, just as he thought his nose was finally free, Long Mo was granted permission to enter and a gust of wind brought back the cold fragrance of the flower. This made him sneeze again, hurriedly pulling out a silk handkerchief to cover his nose. He tossed the plum blossom to Long Mo and hoarsely said, “Find something to put it in.”

As instructed, Long Mo put down the dinner he was carrying and left the room. Once Long Mo was gone, Long Qinghan’s nose was truly relieved. He took a few breaths to calm himself and regained his usual calm composure.

Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind, as if he had forgotten something. He pressed his forehead, lost in thought for a moment, and then stood up in a daze. He knew there was something he had overlooked.

The plum blossom. At the end of March, most of the plum blossoms in Han Dong City had already withered. The plum blossom brought by Feng Xuan Yang must have been freshly picked, still vibrant and full of color. The only place where such plum blossoms could be found at this time was…

Long Qinghan shuddered, thinking of Feng Xuan Yang’s words at noon and what would happen in the future. He felt increasingly uneasy. He furrowed his brows, but something didn’t seem right about the timing. He was probably overthinking it. The trouble at Xiang Mei Mountain should still be a while away. There shouldn’t be any problems… there shouldn’t…

Thinking it over, Long Qinghan glanced at the dinner in front of him and decided to go find Feng Xuan Yang. Feng Xuan Yang was currently packing his belongings, planning to return to the Nine Heavens Sect the next day. When he saw Long Qinghan coming, he happily invited him to drink together tonight.

Long Qinghan nodded in agreement, but surprisingly, he requested to drink in the crowded hall, rather than his usual preference for a quiet private room. Although Feng Xuan Yang was somewhat puzzled, he agreed to the request.

Soon, the two of them, along with Long Mo and Blood Shadow, arrived at the crowded hall of the inn. They found a place with many people, ordered some dishes, and called for several pots of wine to enjoy a lively conversation.

According to the rules, Long Mo and Blood Shadow were not allowed to dine with their master, but for some reason, Long Qinghan insisted on it today. Although they felt awkward, they couldn’t refuse his strong request and had to accept the invitation.

As they were having their meal, Long Qinghan kept looking at Xiang Qianshuang intentionally or unintentionally and engaged her in a conversation about Xiang Mei Mountain. Xiang Qianshuang answered politely one by one. Long Qinghan seemed more and more spirited, while Feng Xuan Yang, who was left on the side, hummed in dissatisfaction, feeling ignored. But Long Qinghan only glanced at him without paying much attention.

Now, Feng Xuan Yang was even more displeased. He glared at Xiang Qianshuang, coldly reminding Blood Shadow to keep his wife in check. Blood Shadow received the message and held Xiang Qianshuang’s hand, gesturing for her to stop engaging in conversation. She understood and stopped answering further.

Long Qinghan frowned and glanced at Feng Xuan Yang, who responded with a challenging raised eyebrow. Feng Xuan Yang deliberately poured a large cup of wine for him, which irritated Long Qinghan. He raised his cup and drank. Seeing this, Feng Xuan Yang called the waiter and brought two barrels of wine, challenging Long Qinghan to a drinking contest. The two of them became more and more spirited, leaving their subordinates behind and enjoying the competition as they drank loudly.

They kept drinking until the early hours of the morning. By then, it was late at night, and the surroundings were unusually quiet.

Long Qinghan walked slowly with Long Mo to the back courtyard of the inn. He looked up at the sky and noticed that there were no stars or moon, and the night was dark. This deep darkness made him even more uneasy.

In truth, he didn’t know what he was thinking. Ever since he saw the plum blossom brought by Feng Xuan Yang, he felt uneasy. During the drinking, he had asked Feng Xuan Yang where the plum blossom came from, but Feng Xuan Yang only smiled and didn’t answer, which deepened his confusion.

Despite seeming at ease while laughing and drinking with Feng Xuan Yang, his hands were trembling, and he felt a chill down his spine, as if something was about to happen.

It wasn’t until the middle of the night that Long Qinghan realized how accurate his damn premonition was.

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