Chapter 164: Cleaning Up the House

As expected, the father only lasted a few rounds before giving up.

"Very well, then come with me." Yuan Jin sighed and reached out to rub her head.

It's better than being alone with that pretentious hypocrite who's always lurking around, eyeing you covetously.

The old father sighed with worry.

"Now that my daughter is awake, I will not disturb her any longer. I will take my leave now. There is no need for Your Highness to see me off."

Having said that, General Yuan came in a flurry and left in a flurry, taking with him not only a cartload of medicinal herbs but also the little sparrows he hadn't even had a chance to warm up yet.

Yu Shiyan was not annoyed. He sat down at the table and rhythmically tapped the surface with his well-defined knuckles.

There's no rush to propose marriage right now, after all, there's plenty of time. He's determined to have Little Sparrow, but a peaceful life can't last forever, and he'll be setting off back to the capital soon.

A hint of coldness appeared on his lips as he toyed with a piece of lustrous white jade in his hand.

Seeing this, Zhong Heng gently knocked on the door and went straight in, bowing his head to report the intelligence he had just received: "A few days ago, Chu Wan sent a trusted confidant from her own family to cause trouble at the manor, it seems she has something in mind."

Yu Shiyan casually lowered his noble eyes, his aura imposing, and a suffocating sense of oppression instantly enveloped his entire body.

Zhong Heng raised his head slightly and found that his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

After a long pause, he asked in a cold voice, "Is there anything else unusual?"

"Not at the moment."

"Understood. Keep an eye on things. Report back immediately if there's any movement. Go."

"Yes." Zhong Heng responded and withdrew.

Yu Shiyan stopped playing with the white jade, stood up and looked at the old tree outside the window with a deep gaze.

Chu Wan, if it weren't for the fact that she was related to him by blood, he wouldn't have kept her alive until today.

Now he's even eyeing the estate his mother left him.

Since the Chu family has no one left, it's up to him to go back and clean up the mess.

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When Yuan Siyin arrived at the military camp, she was stared at like a monkey for two days, and after that, no one dared to look at her anymore.

Of course, all of this is clearly not without reason.

Si Fangming suddenly patted the shoulders of two soldiers and followed their gaze. He saw Yuan Siyin, dressed in a simple red dress, sitting on a swing in the woods, diligently weaving little rabbits.

The swing swayed back and forth, causing the woman's clothes to flutter in the wind. Her long, jet-black hair was simply tied with a red rope, and the stray hairs were lifted by the wind to reveal her fair and smooth forehead. Her phoenix eyes under her eyebrows smiled and curved, making her look like a vivid painting from afar, captivating the eye.

He chuckled, "Pretty relaxed, huh? Let's go practice some martial arts at the arena?"

The two shuddered and quickly shook their heads: "No, no, no, it's not a leisurely place."

"Then why don't we hurry up and go practice?"

Seeing that Si Fangming had no intention of punishing them, the two breathed a sigh of relief and ran away.

He sighed, but the smile on his lips grew wider. He casually picked a few foxtail grasses and walked towards Yuan Siyin, his slender fingers weaving them together with lightning speed.

"Yes, Miss."

Si Fangming waved the grass stems and handed the newly woven grass rabbit to her: "Sure enough, you won't know you're not good enough until you try. You've shown that to the fullest extent."

Yuan Siyin was furious and embarrassed. She raised her hand to slap his hand, but he nimbly dodged it. "Si Fangming, can't you speak properly? Stop being sarcastic."

"They won't even let people speak the truth."

Si Fangming grinned, dusted off the large rock beside him, and then sat down next to her, lifting his robe.