826: Chapter 815: Helping Teng Feiyue 826: Chapter 815: Helping Teng Feiyue In the past few days, Teng Feiyue had slept for no more than a few hours at a time.
Tonight, she had finally managed to fall asleep, only to wake up again in the study.
Her groggy head cleared significantly when she heard Teng Huayang’s voice.
She looked at Teng Huayang with some surprise.
It wasn’t just Teng Huayang—Teng Zhong had also returned with him.
However, their reactions seemed a little strange.
Still immersed in the joy of her family’s return, Teng Feiyue didn’t think much about it.
She had no idea that Teng Huayang and the others had just been discussing something in the main hall moments earlier.
“Brother, you’re finally back…”
“…I’ve brought you the antidote, and I’ll be staying at home for a few days.”
Regarding this matter, Teng Huayang didn’t plan to conceal the truth.
In a few days, he would still have to leave again.
Upon hearing these words, Teng Feiyue was momentarily distracted, but she quickly collected herself.
So that was it.
No wonder Ning Fan had allowed Teng Huayang to return.
However, she couldn’t help feeling that Teng Huayang’s gaze seemed evasive, as if he were hiding something.
Little did she know that while she wasn’t around, Teng Huayang had already resolved to uproot the Shangguan Family entirely.
This was something she probably wouldn’t learn about until after the incident had occurred.
“Feiyue, go and get some proper rest.”
Teng Huayang looked at Teng Feiyue with evident concern.
His sister’s mental state was far from good.
She hadn’t slept in days, and Teng Bei had not been exaggerating—it was the simple truth.
In the past few days, Teng Feiyue’s schedule had turned completely upside down because of matters related to the Yunteng Family.
She hadn’t even closed her eyes.
As the new Family Head of the Yunteng Family, the burden on her shoulders was heavy.
Despite everything, Teng Feiyue believed it was all worth it.
At least the Yunteng Family had been preserved, her father Teng Zhuhai was still alive, and her brother Teng Huayang was safe as well.
“I’m fine.”
Teng Feiyue shook her head, but Teng Huayang became agitated.
“How could you possibly be fine in this state?
Look at yourself—you haven’t slept in days!
Even if nothing’s wrong now, you’ll exhaust yourself into illness!”
Teng Huayang said urgently, pushing Teng Feiyue to rest immediately.
Teng Feiyue wanted to explain, but meeting Teng Huayang’s anxious gaze and the pleading looks in Teng Bei and Teng Zhong’s eyes, she swallowed back the words she was about to say.
“I’ll rest, I will.
Brother, if you have time, go and check on Father.”
Right now, Teng Zhuhai was bedridden.
Thinking about this, a trace of sadness flashed through Teng Feiyue’s eyes.
After all, it was her who had incapacitated her father.
Although it had been under Ning Fan’s threat, leaving her no choice, the fact remained unchanged.
To Teng Feiyue, this incident was a haunting shadow over her conscience.
Teng Huayang had heard about this too.
He deliberately avoided bringing it up, not wanting Teng Feiyue to blame herself.
Considering the circumstances at the time, Teng Huayang didn’t think Teng Feiyue deserved blame.
If she hadn’t acted as she did, who knew if the Yunteng Family would have survived, or if Teng Zhuhai would still be alive at all?
“I know.
You should get some proper rest…”
The two siblings fell silent, the atmosphere growing heavy.
The joy in Teng Feiyue’s heart was also significantly dampened.
After Teng Feiyue left, Teng Huayang didn’t hurry to leave himself.
Instead, he glanced at Teng Bei and asked, “In the past few days, no one has had any ill intentions toward the Family Head position, right?”
Teng Huayang’s current concern was that Teng Feiyue, having just ascended to the Family Head role, might still face dissent, with people harboring secret schemes.
“You don’t need to worry about that.
No one would dare try such a thing right now!”
Teng Bei replied coldly, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.
If anyone dared to stir up trouble during such a critical period, Teng Bei wouldn’t need Teng Feiyue’s orders.
He would personally eliminate them on the spot.
At this moment, the Yunteng Family needed to stand united.
Anyone who acted in their own interest, to the detriment of the family, was unforgivable.
Teng Huayang nodded.
It seemed there was no need to worry about his sister Teng Feiyue’s position.
When Teng Nan recovered and Teng Zhong stayed to assist her, everything should be fine.
Thinking about his father again, Teng Huayang sighed deeply.
The Yunteng Family had truly suffered a series of calamities.
“All of this mess has fallen solely onto Feiyue’s shoulders…”
He muttered resentfully under his breath, curling his lips before leaving the main hall, heading toward Teng Zhuhai’s room.
Teng Bei and Teng Zhong exchanged glances and silently followed behind Teng Huayang.
Halfway there, however, Teng Bei excused himself, apparently with other matters to attend to.
“Teng Bei… Young Master, isn’t he going too far?!”
Teng Zhong scowled at Teng Bei’s retreating figure, clearly annoyed.
Since when did Teng Bei dare to act independently, leaving Teng Huayang behind like this?
Teng Huayang shook his head with a bitter smile.
“It’s fine.
Teng Bei is loyal to Feiyue now.
You should also get used to it and do your best to assist her.
I’m afraid I can only play a supporting role from now on, just running errands like this…”
His expression carried a trace of self-deprecation, though it didn’t sound as if he were complaining.
After all, the Yunteng Family’s Family Head was now Teng Feiyue, and that position had nothing to do with Teng Huayang anymore.
It made sense for Teng Bei to owe his allegiance to her, not him.
What’s more, Teng Huayang figured it wouldn’t be long before Teng Zhong followed in Teng Bei’s footsteps.
So, he thought it best not to intervene, letting things take their course.
When Teng Huayang finally reached Teng Zhuhai’s room, he hesitated at the door, reluctant to enter.
At this moment, he felt a slight fear—fear of facing Teng Zhuhai, as he always had before.
But having come this far, he couldn’t retreat.
Gently, he pushed the door open and stepped inside.
Teng Zhong stayed outside to stand guard.
Entering cautiously, Teng Huayang immediately heard the sound of steady breathing.
His father, Teng Zhuhai, seemed to be asleep.
“Is it you, Huayang?”
But just as Teng Huayang approached the bed, the figure lying there suddenly spoke.
Teng Huayang froze, staring in shock at Teng Zhuhai on the bed.
So, he hadn’t been asleep after all.
“It’s me.”
Taking a deep breath, Teng Huayang patted Teng Zhuhai’s hand.
“It’s good that you’re back.
As long as you’re back, there’s still hope for the Yunteng Family.
Your sister—she has no idea what she’s doing.
You must stop her!”
“…You’re tired, Father.
You should lie down and rest properly!”
Teng Huayang said with some difficulty, looking at Teng Zhuhai lying there.
His heart filled with helplessness.
Even now, Teng Zhuhai remained stubbornly inflexible.
Honestly, couldn’t he recognize the reality of the situation?
“Enough.
Go to sleep!”
Teng Huayang shook his head, cutting off whatever Teng Zhuhai was about to say.
A flicker of killing intent flashed through his eyes but quickly disappeared.