If this got out, people would assume the Duke of Yue’s mansion was mistreating her and had not hired a wet nurse.
Moreover, if this news spread, it would be too embarrassing. Absolutely not.
"You are the child's mother, it is only natural for you to feed him."
Feng Jin's attitude was as if it were a matter of course, "You all should leave first!"
Knowing that Chu Ning'er was too shy to refuse, she asked the maids and wet nurses to leave.
"Hold the child in your arms, and you can feed him."
Feng Jin placed the child in Chu Ning'er's arms and taught her hand-in-hand how to feed the baby.
Chu Ning'er shyly unbuttoned her clothes and brought the child closer.
The child in her arms smelled his mother's scent and eagerly moved closer, starting to eat with smacking sounds.
"He's eating..." Chu Ning'er's initial resistance gradually turned into acceptance, and finally, she began to enjoy the process of feeding the child.
For the first time, she felt that her life was no longer so lonely.
With the company of her child, she had a reliance for the rest of her life.
After eating and drinking his fill, the little one lay contentedly in the cradle.
Feng Jin conducted a thorough check and confirmed it was ordinary newborn jaundice.
"Let the child drink more water and carry him out to bask in the sun more often."
Once the bilirubin was metabolized, the golden pupils would naturally disappear.
"Sister, is that all? Do you really not need to give the child any medicine?"
Chu Ning'er couldn't help but worry, mainly because Feng Jin spoke of it too lightly.
The child's eyes were golden, and all it took was a little water and sun to get better. No one would believe it if she said so.
"This is a very normal physiological phenomenon. It's just that a substance in the body has risen, and it will be fine once it's excreted. When you take the child out to bask in the sun daily, remove all of his clothes and cover his eyes with only a small cloth. In a few days, the child will be as fair as when he was just born."
Although Chu Ning'er did not understand everything, she was relieved to know that the child was fine.
Feng Jin gave a few more instructions and left the Duke of Yue's mansion when it was already dark.
"This isn't the way back to the mansion. Where are you going?"
Feng Jin, with her sharp senses, noticed that this was not the road they had taken to get there. With full vigilance, she asked Ling Mohan.
"To take you to eat something."
When they were at the banquet, he had noticed that Feng Jin hadn't eaten much.
The carriage stopped beside a restaurant. Ling Mohan got out first and extended his hand to help Feng Jin alight.
"Kelaiju... That's a rather unique name."
Feng Jin murmured, "I wonder how the food tastes."
Flipping through the menu, which was a dazzling array, Feng Jin said with great frankness, "Waiter, bring us all of your signature dishes."
"Coming right up, honored guest, please wait a moment!"
"Can you finish all of this?" Ling Mohan asked calmly as he sipped his tea.
"It's not often that I get to come out, and it's you treating me, so I have to try everything. If I can't finish it, I'll just pack it to go."
Feng Jin ate heartily, with a look of satisfaction. The food here was indeed delicious.
"Aren't you eating?"
Seeing that he hadn't touched a single dish, Feng Jin asked, puzzled.
"I'm not hungry."
Feng Jin rolled her eyes in disdain. It was good that he wasn't eating; she could have all these dishes to herself.
After eating her fill, Feng Jin, utterly satisfied, let out a burp without any regard for her image.
"Waiter, pack it up!" She called out to the waiter. More than half of the dishes remained. It would be a waste not to, and she could have another meal later.
"Honored guest, the total is thirty-six taels and four qian. Who will pay?"
"He will," Feng Jin pointed at Ling Mohan without hesitation.
"I didn't bring any money!"
The man's simple words made Feng Jin explode.
"You didn't bring money, so why are you pretending to be a big spender and treating me to a meal!"
Feng Jin despised people who puffed themselves up to appear wealthier than they were. Acting rich when they had no money.
"Madam, would you mind settling the bill?" the waiter asked tentatively.
Feng Jin took a deep breath and angrily took out a fifty-tael silver note from her purse, placing it on the table before turning and leaving without looking back.
It truly infuriated her. Who behaves like this? Having no money to pay, yet still wanting to act like a big spender. This was deceit, pure deceit!
Upon arriving at the Ling mansion, Feng Jin slapped away Ling Mohan's hand as he offered to help her out of the carriage and walked ahead by herself.
Cai Qing quickly bowed to Ling Mohan and hurried to catch up with Feng Jin.
"Madam, if you continue to ignore the Young General like this, and he develops feelings for someone else..."
"Develop feelings for someone else? I wish he would! I'd prefer if he divorced me immediately, and we went our separate ways with no further entanglement!"
Feng Jin felt heartache for her fifty taels of silver. She had saved for a long time to accumulate that amount, and it was gone in the span of one meal.
For two consecutive days, Feng Jin paid little attention to Ling Mohan.
After quickly finishing her acupuncture, Feng Jin stood up to leave when the man grabbed her wrist from behind, "Are you still angry?"
Feng Jin rolled her eyes speechlessly. What did she mean "still"? She had been angry all along.
"How dare I anger the Young General... Mmph!"
Before Feng Jin could finish speaking, her mouth was sealed by the man's kiss.
Stunned by the enlarged handsome face before her, Feng Jin didn't know what to do.
Her hands hung limply at her sides, unsure of where to go.
"Are you still angry now?" The man's deep, somewhat enchanting voice echoed in Feng Jin's ear.
Ling Mohan pulled Feng Jin into his embrace, whispering intimately, "Don't be angry anymore, okay?"
Feng Jin had never been this close to a man in her entire life.
Her heart, usually as calm as still water, began to beat wildly, and a blush spread across Feng Jin's fair cheeks.
"I..." The stuttering words on the tip of her tongue remained unspoken.
Ling Mohan suddenly tightened his grip and lifted Feng Jin into his arms.
By the time Feng Jin reacted, she was already being pressed down by Ling Mohan.
"You... What are you doing... Get off!"
The man's strong body pressed down on her. Feng Jin's small face turned red as she pushed against Ling Mohan.
However, the difference in strength between men and women was too great. Feng Jin exerted all her might, but she couldn't budge Ling Mohan in the slightest.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Feng Jin asked speechlessly.
Ling Mohan rolled over and lay beside Feng Jin, pulling her into his embrace, "Sleep."
Feng Jin was pressed against the man's chest, the sound of his heartbeat echoing in her ears. Feng Jin felt completely uncomfortable, "The candle isn't out yet, I'll blow it out."
With that, she tried to get up.
As soon as she sat up, she was pulled back onto the bed by the man.
With a wave of his large hand, the candle was extinguished in an instant.
Feng Jin looked at the man beside her in the moonlight. How was his internal energy so profound?
"How did you manage to extinguish the candle from a distance?"
"If you want to learn, I'll teach you!"
He was very willing to teach Feng Jin, but he wasn't sure if Feng Jin could learn it.