Chapter 8 (Part 1)

During the afternoon, in the backyard of Dong Fang House, gathered a group of people. These people formed a circle which surrounded a slim figure, and from time to time came the crisp sound of bell-like laughter. Everyone"s face was smiling, they were all happily watching the figure moving nimbly.

"Xiao Wu, do you see how fast I mastered this game?" Bing’er said, her youthful face displayed a magnificent smile. Whether it was a front kick or back kick, it seemed as though she was gracefully dancing. The birdie (shuttlec.o.c.k) was continuously kept midair and had not fallen yet. With her graceful and charming figure, no one was able to keep their eyes off of her.

"Mn, Miss Luo is very smart, you have completely mastered the game." replied the one called Xiao Wu. His face showed a bashful expression as his eyes continue to follow her figure.

"Xiao Qing! Didn’t you say that the young master’s personal maidservant had an ordinary appearance? How could she have turned out to be such an angel-like beauty?" Old Zhao asked. Old Zhao, the kitchen chef arrived due to being attracted by the sound of laughter. After he arrived, he was unable to leave. Curious, he pulled and questioned the dazed Xiao Qing.

"That"s because before Bing’er was in disguise. And she is no longer a maidservant, she is favored by the young master.

Xiao Qing briefly summarized what had happened. The surrounding people who listened in were all surprised. As she spoke, Xiao Qing did not take her eyes off of Bing’er, as it was her first time seeing a person kick the birdie with such graceness and agileness. And Bing’er was a beginner too!

After Xiao Qing finished her story, the surrounding people showed a envious face. They were jealous that the blinded person could not have been themselves.

"If I could temporarily become blind in exchange for such a beauty... I am totally willing!" One of them could not help but think out loud.

"What are you all doing?"

Suddenly, a deep and unhappy voice sounded. When everyone heard, their bodies could not help but twitch in fear, and in the next moment, everyone scattered away and disappeared.

    After the field was cleared, Dong Fang Ling was able to see the person he was previously looking for. Because of his sudden loud voice, it frightened Binger causing her to kick the birdie with too much strength. The birdie was kicked much higher and was sent a few feet away.

    She let out a cry, and followed the birdie with a leap, wanting to catch it mid air. However, he jumped as well and caught her mid-air. With one arm, he circled it around her waist, and brought her to his embrace. Together, the two lightly came to the ground.

    "Dong Fang Ling..." She quietly said, as her clear, glistening eyes looked at his handsome face.

"Do you not remember what I had said? And here you are… I looked all over for you." Dong Fang Ling’s gloomy face stared at the person his arms. He worried for her and had looked high and low for her, but she was having fun without a care.

Looking at her crimson cheeks and quickened breath, an unnamed fire quickly skyrocketing in his heart. She dared allow everyone to see her charming face, it should only be for him. His arms tightened his grip around her waist.


Bing’er clearly felt his anger, she could not lift her eyes to looke at him. Resting her face on his chest, she thinly explained: "I knew that when you and Dong Fang Ao were discussing things, it would not finish anytime soon so I took a walk. When Xiao Wu saw how bored I was, he kindly taught me to play with a birdie. I was enjoying myself and forgot the time... "

"Kicking the birdie is fun, eh?" His handsome face looked down, though he was laughing, the laughter did not reach his eye.

"Very fu(n)-...ah!" Bing’er quickly looked up, but her smile turned stiff from looking at Dong Fang Ling’s expression.

"Next time you want to play, you must do so in Purple Dawn Manor, I will also accompany you to play." Taking out a handkerchief, he gently wiped off her sweat, although his actions were gentle, his voice was angry and slightly threatening.

"Why?" She whispered to ask her questions. She could not figure out why he was angry at her.

"Because he is jealous! Am I right, (big) brother?" A long laugh sounded from the corridors behind the two. From behind, a tall figure revealed himself.

Hearing this, Bing’er curiously looked at Dong Fang Ling. Looking at his handsome face which displayed a bit of blush, she couldn"t help but let out a joyful laugh. With his narrowed eyes, Dong Fang Ling said in a warning voice, "What are you doing here?”

Receiving the warning from his eyes, Dong Fang Ao put on a serious expression and said, "A letter was just recieved and it is addressed to Bing’er."
"To me?"

Binger was supported, but took the letter. She wanted to leave the arms of Dong Fang Ling, but he did not let go so she opened it while in his embrace.

Soon after reading the letter, her elegant face was filled with worry. She looked into his eyes and said: "My father wrote to me, he mentioned in the letter to hurry home. I need to return home as soon as possible, I want to leave right away."

Dong Fang Ling ignored her anxiety, as he took away the letter in her hands, and after reading the contents of the letter, he looked at her with his dark eyes.

"Do you need me to accompany you back?"

"No." She excitedly replied. But looking at his eyes filled with suspicion, she soon gently added: "I mean, I would like to take this opportunity to mention to my father about us. With you there it will be inconvenient." Under his questioning gaze, cold sweat started to form across her back. She had almost forgot how sensitive this man was.

"After you are finished, be sure to come back as soon as possible." Dong Fang Ling said, as he gently pulled her hair behind her ear. Feeling her slight, yet almost unnoticable tremble, his eyes flashed with a certain light.

"I will make sure to come back quickly." Binger nodded, promising him. She was not able to look into his eyes and continued to look at his chest.

"Then quickly pack up your stuff." He loosed his grip around her waist and Bing’er quickly turn to run off.

"Binger." Before she could run away, his voice sounded. Her heart was beating rapidly, but she turned slowly around.

"Be careful during your trip. Do not forget what you have promised me, that you will not get yourself into any dangerous situation nor will you get yourself injured." Dong Fang Ling’s face showed a deep, yet unpredictable expression as he stared at her quickly paling face.

She quietly nodded and quickly turned around to leave.

"Is something the matter, (big) brother?"

After observing for while, Dong Fang Ao asked a question, while at the same time, he took a step back. The twenty years spent together as brothers were not in vain. His (big) brother"s face gradually became gloomy, his eyebrows were almost touching each other, and even his already black pupil turned multiple shades darker. This was clearly due to rage. How long has he not seen his eldest brother become this angry?

And the reason for his fierce rage, it is clearly because of Bing’er... Whatever the reason, he (Dong Fang Ao) prays for her.