The Dragon Shadow Guard ignored him, gave Anbo Hou a look as if he were an idiot, and took all the guards away.

Marquis Anbo: "!!!"

You dare insult me, brat! I am a marquis!

"What kind of talk is this, Cheng'er? Look at what you're saying! Those are people from my Marquis Anbo's mansion! Cheng'er, go and get my guards back right now!"

Marquis Anbo was furious as he watched the Dragon Shadow Guards disappear in the blink of an eye. He had no choice but to order his eldest son.

Is the focus on nursing care?

Isn't it Jiaojiao?

Seeing that his father hadn't mentioned Shen Jiao at all, Shen Qingcheng said in his usual cold tone, "Father, please calm down. His Majesty has already spared our lives out of consideration for Jiao Jiao. Today, blood will surely be shed."

The implication was that the guards couldn't be obtained.

Marquis Anbo choked.

His mind raced. "Then go find that brat and tell her to call His Majesty to release our guards."

This request was even more outrageous, and Shen Qingfeng shook his head upon hearing it.

Shen Qingcheng's face immediately darkened. "Jiaojiao doesn't have such great abilities."

Even if he did, he wouldn't bring it up.

Marquis Anbo said with heartache, "I understand the reasoning, but... sigh, those men are your father's personal guards whom I have painstakingly trained for more than ten years!"

Seeing his father's reckless behavior, Shen Qingcheng's eyes darkened, feeling somewhat annoyed. He casually made an excuse and left first.

Shen Qingfeng didn't want to confront Shen Yu or his own father, so after thinking it over, he went to find the Gu family father and son.

Although he also disliked Gu An's smug attitude, he clearly disliked Shen Yu even more.

Master Gu and Gu An remained in the carriage, as they were not in a position to comment on matters concerning the Yan Kingdom.

Moreover, Master Gu has already sent a message to the Southern Frontier, and it is likely that Madam Gu will arrive in the capital in a few days.

He had previously bought a five-courtyard house in the capital, and now he and Gu An could go back and tidy it up so it would be habitable.

After finishing half a watermelon, Liang Heng watched the show with great satisfaction and leisurely returned home.

He had been away from the capital for several months, and it was time to sort through the medical records from those who had previously visited him.

He did it all for work!

It's not for looking at pretty girls!

The group left one after another, without even a glance at Marquis Anbo, let alone a greeting.

Marquis Anbo found it very strange; what had he done to offend anyone today?

Why do the father and son who followed the tyrant back look at him with such resentment?

His daughter made him angry.

His son made him angry.

Now even strangers roll their eyes at him, does he even understand reason anymore!

When Shen Qingye and Shen Yu slowly came down from the teahouse, they saw An Bohou standing alone on the street.

They look very pitiful.

"Father," Shen Yu called out sweetly.

Marquis Anbo immediately beamed with joy, his earlier displeasure vanishing. "Yu'er's here."

Chen Yu looked around: "Where are my eldest brother and third brother?"

Marquis Anbo said irritably, "The two of them have something to do and have to leave first."

He paused slightly, his voice slightly trembling.

Let's not even talk about the third brother; he's always been a loner. How come the eldest brother is too…?

Although my older brother is a man of few words, he always waits for me to go home together.

Could it be that Shen Jiao said something she shouldn't have to Shen Qingcheng, slandering her?

A subtle, unspoken meaning flashed in Shen Yu's eyes.

To save face as a father, Marquis Anbo was unwilling to mention his unfilial son again and casually changed the subject.

"Oh dear, Yu'er, why aren't you wearing that new cape you bought? It's getting chilly in late autumn, what if you catch a cold?"

It's easy to catch a cold when the seasons change.

There might be a heavy snowfall this year. It's only late autumn, but the wind in the capital is already quite chilly. It's fine at noon, but the wind gets stronger at night.

Shen Yu affectionately took An Bohou's arm, "It's good that you're sick, because when you're sick, Daddy will bring you candied hawthorns again."

"So that's what you were planning. No wonder you pretended not to hear me no matter how much I reminded you this morning." Shen Qingye feigned anger, slightly hooking his index finger and flicking her nose.

Chen Yu stamped his foot: "Second Brother!"

"Alright, alright, Ye'er, as the older brother, you don't even know how to give in to your younger sister. Yu'er, don't be angry, Daddy will go buy you some candied hawthorns right now." Anbo Hou subconsciously reached for his belt.

I didn't touch anything.

It's completely empty!

He remembered that the money pouch was on his bodyguard; in those days, high-ranking officials and nobles had to bring several people with them for protection when they went out.

He was feeling lazy, so he left the silver with his personal guards for safekeeping.

Marquis Anbo was heartbroken.

This is his secret stash of money!

That's several taels of silver.

Shen Yu naturally noticed something was wrong, but she didn't really want to eat snacks anyway.

She said softly, "It's alright, Daddy, it'll be the same next time, it's just..."

Marquis Anbo: "But what?"

Shen Qingye glanced at his father, who was unreliable in big matters and untrustworthy in small matters, and said nothing.

"But when my sister came back, she refused to even see Father. It seems she's really angry this time." Shen Yu frowned.

Upon hearing this, Marquis Anbo was instantly enraged.

He didn't believe at all that it wasn't that Shen Jiao didn't want to see him, but rather that he had caused trouble beforehand and hadn't even taken the initiative to ask about it.

"She doesn't want to see me, and I don't want to see her either, you unfilial daughter!"

Shen Yu asked worriedly, "What should we do about Grandpa and Grandma asking Father to take my sister back?"

Upon hearing this, Marquis Anbo's smile froze.

It's over.

They were so angry that they forgot about the important matter.

...

The Marquis of Anbo's mansion was one of the most prestigious noble families in the royal city.

Although Marquis Anbo was only a fifth-rank official, his father was capable and his mother had an imperial decree. Now, his eldest son, at a young age, was already a second-rank general stationed in the south.

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