Chapter 224: First Volume, Chapter 224: Power That Screws Your Dad

First Volume, Chapter 224: Power That Screws Your Dad

The younger brother, who should have been thousands of miles away in Jingdu, suddenly appeared before them like a divine artifact descending from heaven, massacring the Beidi Elite Raiding Cavalry and capturing their Vice Commander alive.

Li Xiaolan's heart surged with emotion; she dropped her bloodstained Short Ge and took a few steps forward: "Qin Feng? Are you my little brother Feng?"

At first, Qin Feng himself was hesitant to believe it.

After all, they had been separated for seven years, and his memories of Third Sister were extremely faint.

He only remembered that he had such a sister; her appearance, her figure—long forgotten. Besides, girls change drastically with age; even if he recalled her former face, he wouldn't recognize her now.

Hearing Li Xiaolan call his name, Qin Feng was overjoyed.

First, because Third Sister was safe and sound.

Second, because Third Sister was incredibly beautiful!

In the words of a certain crosstalk performer, she was "alluring and dazzling!"

Slender and tall, fair-skinned and lovely, with crescent-browed eyes, sleepy-phoenix eyes, and a tiny cherry mouth…

Overcome with excitement, Qin Feng leapt forward and hugged Li Xiaolan tightly, rubbing against her, grinning mischievously as he did: "Third Sister, after all these years, I've finally seen you—I'm so happy!"

Due to the dim light of the Kuangdong, no one noticed Qin Feng's shameless, lewd expression—or the drool nearly escaping his lips…

Li Xiaolan, tightly embraced by Qin Feng, felt no discomfort at all; instead, she was deeply comforted. After seven years, the bond between brother and sister remained so intimate—she was overjoyed, one arm around Qin Feng, the other stroking his head, her face beaming like a blooming flower.

"Seven years—never thought that little rascal had grown into such a fine young man."

Li Xiaolan's face radiated tender satisfaction as she gently stroked Qin Feng's head; feeling him nuzzle deeper into her arms, she laughed even more heartily, thinking this boy was still the same—always craving to cling to his sister.

The siblings, reunited too late, embraced for a long while before finally parting.

Li Xiaolan suddenly remembered something and turned quickly toward the dark corner beside her, softly calling: "Mother, Feng is here."

Mother?!

Qin Feng's previously lewd expression vanished instantly.

His memories of this mother—whom he had not seen in seven years—were nearly nonexistent.

He had only learned of her past in Jingdu from his father and Fourth Sister Jing Qianying just before leaving.

When Old Qin was promoted, Qin Cheng Clan moved with him to Jingdu, and within just a few months, she went from being utterly unknown to being known by everyone. Because Old Qin repeatedly earned battlefield merits and rose to Minister of War, Qin Cheng Clan was granted the title of First-Rank Honored Lady.

Facing political enemies in the Imperial Court, Qin Cheng Clan never held back.

She scolded the heads of the Six Ministries, battled noble families, cursed through all thirteen streets of Jingdu, and argued with every one of the Twenty-Four Departments—everyone feared her, everyone avoided her.

It was precisely because of this ruthlessness and cunning that she helped Old Qin secure his position as Minister of War.

Unfortunately…

Fame terrifies men; fatness terrifies pigs.

Once Old Qin's position was secure, he inevitably got dragged into the Shu Wei Zhi Zheng. The First Prince extended an olive branch to Old Qin, which was rejected; after that, the First Prince targeted Old Qin at every turn. At the time, Qin Feng was still young and was caught by the First Prince, who beat him senseless on a flimsy pretext.

Qin Cheng Clan was famously protective of her own; though she dared not confront the First Prince directly, she went straight to the Emperor with a formal complaint.

The Emperor publicly reprimanded the First Prince, sentencing him to one year guarding the Bianchui frontier—actually granting him a chance to gain prestige and training before inheriting the Imperial Throne. But… no one expected the First Prince to be ambushed and killed on the frontier. This incident had nothing to do with the Qin Family, yet the First Prince's mother, the Imperial Consort, blamed Qin Family entirely for her son's death.

Under the accusations and sabotage of the Imperial Consort and ministers from the Ministry of Revenue, Old Qin's position became precarious. If he were stripped of his Minister post, the Imperial Consort's methods would leave no mercy—she would massacre the entire Qin Family to honor the First Prince. With no other choice, Qin Cheng Clan stepped forward to take the blame, claiming filial mourning, and was banished back to the Ancestral Land—seven years of exile.

Seven years of loneliness, bought the Qin Family's prosperity!

Now, Qin Feng was about to meet the legendary woman who had denounced the First Prince, forged a bitter feud with the Imperial Consort—the legendary First-Rank Honored Lady—and he couldn't help feeling nervous.

Under Qin Feng's mixture of anticipation, tension, and even fear, a woman around forty, gentle-faced and kind-eyed, dressed plainly and modestly, slowly stepped out of the darkness and appeared before Qin Feng.

Qin Feng had rehearsed a whole speech in his mind—but now every word stuck in his throat, unspoken.

Instead, Qin Cheng Clan smiled warmly and waved her hand gently: "Feng has grown up—come let Mother see you."

Qin Feng hurried forward and knelt with a thud, bowing his head three times to Qin Cheng Clan: "I pay my respects to Mother."

Qin Cheng Clan's eyes shimmered with profound relief; all the injustice she had endured seemed to vanish in that moment.

Slowly raising her hand, she stroked Qin Feng's head and whispered softly: "Good son, it seems your father has raised you well during these years I was gone. All the suffering I endured was worth it."

Feeling the warmth of Qin Cheng Clan's palm, Qin Feng's mind began to churn.

What's going on?

The ruthless, Jingdu-famous tyrant—how could she be so gentle and kind? Could it be… that all those infamous stories were just rumors? Or deliberate slander by enemies?

Just as Qin Feng was puzzled, he suddenly felt a sharp tap on his crown—he instinctively looked up at Qin Cheng Clan—and received a massive slap across the face.

Slap!

The sound was crisp and sharp.

Qin Feng was knocked dizzy, stars swirling before his eyes, utterly stunned.

Qin Cheng Clan still smiled sweetly, grabbing his ear with her left hand and raising her right hand for another strike, chuckling: "I'm delighted you've achieved so much, Feng. But you heartless beast—you take after your father, that rascal! For seven whole years, you never once came to visit me."

What? What just happened? Did she just switch personalities?

No!

Qin Cheng Clan hadn't changed at all—she just hit like a demon!

Qin Feng suddenly snapped awake, his heart wailing in despair: his mother's infamous reputation wasn't exaggerated—he'd seriously underestimated her cunning!

Seeing another slap coming, Qin Feng didn't dare hesitate a moment—he screamed hysterically: "Mother, I'm wrong! It's not that I didn't come to see you—it's… it's all Dad's fault!"

Qin Feng had no other excuse—he dumped the entire blame onto Old Qin.

To escape the beating, Qin Feng poured out his sorrow with tears and wailing: "Mother, for seven whole years, do you know how much I missed you? But every time I mentioned you, Father would scold me—visiting you was harder than climbing to heaven!"