Folklore: Pre-emptive shelter begins with the stomach.

"I see. Tell me about it first." Feng Mo did not agree immediately.

And so, Feng Fugui explained the reason.

"My lineage is descended from the temple abbots who stayed behind in previous generations."

However, while dealing with a strange incident, he was cursed.

Let our lineage end!

"Does 'ending the family line' mean having daughters but not sons?" Feng Mo asked疑惑地问道.

Feng Fugui sighed, nodded, then shook his head: "It's not that you can't have a boy, it's just that they're all stillborn, and the mothers also die in childbirth."

He seemed to be recalling some painful past events, and his whole body trembled.

He wanted to say something next, but he stammered and seemed to have lost his soul; his face turned visibly pale.

Seeing this, Feng Nuonian stepped forward and helped his father up.

"Yes, that's the problem."

Let me explain.

At that time, all children born in our Feng family line, regardless of gender, were stillborn.

Moreover, the father did not believe in superstitions and continued to take concubines.

He even declared that anyone who could continue the family line would be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver, and if a son was born, he would become the head of the large and powerful Jiangbai Village branch.

The news caused a great deal of interest during those impoverished times.

Some people are even willing to walk thousands of miles just to give birth to a child for us.

He married one wife after another, but without exception, each of them died in childbirth.

Just when the father was feeling disheartened,

A merchant caravan passed through our Jiangbai Village.

The caravan manager was on good terms with the father, and after learning about the situation, he gave one of his maids, whose birth chart and destiny were considered strong, to the father.

At that time, our Jiangbai Feng family finally had descendants.

The maidservant gave birth to a son and a daughter for our Feng family.

"This is a good thing." Feng Mo had thought it would be a tragic ending, but it's a happy ending now.

"Is it a good thing? It's a mixed bag of joy and sorrow."

The concubine died in childbirth after giving birth to her child.

Feng Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.

Uh... as expected, there was still a problem.

Feng Nuonian added, "My father was so grief-stricken after hearing the news that he fell into a coma for three days and three nights. When he woke up, he ate and drank excessively to try to ease his grief."

Even after holding a grand funeral, he did not forget his roots.

He made his deceased wife his legal wife and vowed never to remarry.

At this point, Feng Mo sensed that something was wrong.

"That deceased person, could it be your mother?"

"Yes." Feng Nuonian nodded gently. "The Third Young Master is indeed intelligent; you guessed correctly."

"Then who is the second sister you're talking about?" Feng Mo asked, frowning.

"The Third Young Master must already have the answer in his heart. It is what I am talking about, the baby boy born to his mother."

He was good-looking from birth.

That period was the most peaceful time for our Feng family.

But as he got older, his good looks became somewhat strange.

He seemed to be cursed, becoming increasingly feminine, his face making all women pale in comparison, and every man who saw him was drawn to him.

But if it's just about her alluring appearance, that's fine. As long as she can continue the Feng family line, my father will accept it.

But in the following period, he began to act more feminine, not only in appearance but also in behavior.

So much so that he wouldn't let me call him "brother" in everyday conversation, but rather "sister."

Feng Mo rubbed his temples; things seemed to be getting increasingly complicated.

"A boy thought he was a girl and had a seductive face."

In the 21st century, this situation would be considered an extremely rare case of a boy and a girl.

But in this bizarre world, that's truly sinister.

He grumbled inwardly, glancing at Feng Fugui, who seemed completely numb, unresponsive to anything his daughter said.

It's no wonder they can't be blamed.

"I can't solve psychological problems," Feng Mo replied.

Feng Mo has seen many young, androgynous men, and he's also seen LGBT men.

"Third Young Master... please let me finish what I have to say," Feng Nuonian said. "This matter is not over yet."

Feng Mo's lips twitched.

You've gone this far, and you're still not finished?

So he listened as Feng Nuonian continued:

My second sister has been having frequent nightmares lately.

I keep encountering a strange man dressed in red in my dreams.

This man appears in her dreams every time she has a dream.

Every day, we get a little closer, and we keep repeating the same sentence.

At first, the distance was too great for her to hear clearly.

Now that she's closer, she can hear it very clearly.

It's a sentence: "Wait for me to come back and marry you, my darling."

"Is it eerie?"

"Yes," Feng Nuonian nodded.

Hearing this, Feng Mo felt a little uncomfortable.

This effeminate man is really dangerous.

Even the bizarre has been bent.

If this strange creature were to find out that the other party was actually a man, I wonder what it would think.

"If it's something supernatural, haven't you tried searching for solutions elsewhere?"

"My father searched all the temple guardians in the nearby villages, but they all said they couldn't solve the problem."

They even went to the town to search, but to no avail.

To be honest, the reason my father was so obedient to the master was because the master had promised to handle my second sister's matter.

But with the calamity looming and summer approaching, according to what my second sister said, it seems we can't delay until then.

After saying that, Feng Nuonian let out a long sigh of relief.

So she helped her ailing father walk out of the temple.

"Xiaoqing, help Grandpa, let's go back."

"Yes, Miss," Xiaoqing replied.

The three of them were about to leave.

But Feng Mo stopped them:

"Wait, didn't you ask me if I could solve this?"

Feng Nuonian turned around unexpectedly: "Third Young Master, can you really solve this?"

She sounded surprised; this topic was brought up by her father, but she had seen him in this desperate situation many times before.

Feng Nuonian remained rational. It wasn't that she looked down on the Third Young Master, but if even the garrison commander couldn't solve the problem, then the Third Young Master probably couldn't either...

That's only one aspect.

On the other hand, every man who saw the second sister seemed to be bewitched.

Feng Nuonian also had her share of wine, so she didn't doubt the Third Young Master's character.

But what if? After all, he's the only one who can't do it.

……

Feng Mo didn't spend much time on it.

He asked Feng Nuonian to wait a moment, then took the half-broken bowl and filled it with half a bowl of well water.

He then approached the other person and said, "Have your second brother drink it for one day. If it works, come back tomorrow."

Feng Nuonian looked at the well water, which was missing half of its bowl, and his face was moved.

On one hand, it was the way the other person addressed the second sister, showing they were willing to treat her like a man; on the other hand, the other person was genuinely kind: "Thank you, Third Young Master."