Upon hearing his sister's voice, Mo Junye's previously dull eyes instantly brightened.

"It's my sister who's back!"

He excitedly stood up from his chair and quickly walked towards the door.

"Grandma, wow, brother, that's great! You're still here! Brother, I've missed you so much! I've missed you so much! I haven't seen you in so long!"

As soon as Qianyue saw her brother, she immediately let go of Yunxin's hand and ran towards her brother like a happy little bird.

Seeing this, Yunmu couldn't help but laugh and say to Yunfu, "Look at this little one. As soon as she sees her brother, she only has eyes for him. She doesn't even care about me, her grandmother."

Although there was a hint of complaint in his words, there was more of a sense of relief and emotion towards the deep bond between the brother and sister.

Yun's father said helplessly, "This shows that the siblings have a good relationship. You should be happy."

"I'm not upset, so what's going on?"

As Yunmu was speaking, she suddenly noticed a child following closely behind her.

The child's clothes were tattered and ragged, as if a gust of wind could knock him over.

Perhaps it was because she had become a grandmother and had two grandsons who were always by her side that Yunmu couldn't help but feel sorry for the little guy in front of her, who was so thin that his clothes couldn't even cover his body.

Mr. Yun explained the whole story to Mrs. Yun, whose eyes reddened as she said, "It's so pitiful! How could such a young child have come to the capital all alone? He must have endured countless hardships and tribulations along the way..."

Yun's father couldn't help but sigh, "But then again, this might not be a blessing destined for this child."

If he hadn't been able to endure such suffering, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to meet Qian Yue and Ze Yan.

In my opinion, it would be better to arrange for Cheng Xuan to enter the palace and serve as a companion to Zeyan.

Firstly, Zeyan is a naturally quiet child, so having a peer to accompany him would be ideal; secondly, it would also benefit his development.

After listening, Yunmu nodded repeatedly in agreement: "You're absolutely right! It's no wonder the child is so introverted; after all, he's always surrounded by you old folks."

Yun's father muttered, "I'm not that old."

Yunmu pointed to the two little ones in front of her, "You already have grandchildren, but you still won't admit you're old. I wonder who it was that came back from riding a horse the other day complaining of backaches."

Mr. Yun quickly reached out and tugged at her sleeve, "Oh dear, Madam, we're in front of the child, please give me some face."

After saying that, he immediately fled as if he were running away, quickly walking towards Zeyan and Qianyue.

At this moment, Qian Yue was enthusiastically telling Ze Yan about Cheng Xuan's background and the reason why he came here.

When Zeyan learned that Qianyue hoped Chengxuan could enter the palace to play and have fun with them, he almost instinctively objected: "No way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the perceptive Ze Yan quickly noticed that Cheng Xuan's face turned deathly pale, and a bitter expression appeared at the corner of his mouth.

So he quickly explained, "The palace has strict rules; a slight mistake could lead to death. Even a small misstep could plunge you into an abyss of no return. Under such circumstances, would you still be willing to enter the palace?"

"As long as I can serve His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the Princess, Cheng Xuan will have no regrets." Upon hearing Mo Junye's words, Cheng Xuan knelt down without hesitation, kowtowed in response, and his attitude was exceptionally sincere and firm.

Yunmu, who was standing to the side, originally wanted to step forward to plead for Cheng Xuan, but was stopped by Yun's father in time.

After all, Mo Junye is not only their grandson, but also shoulders the heavy responsibility of being the future monarch of the Xumi Dynasty.

At times, they must learn to delegate authority and give Mo Junye enough space to showcase his talents.

Mo Junye's eyes flickered slightly, and he was about to say something when Qian Yue immediately told him to get up. "Brother, Brother Cheng Xuan also knows martial arts. He's really amazing."

These words shocked not only Yun's father, but also everyone else around him.

Martial arts skills?

Yun's father pondered to himself, an incredulous expression on his face, but he couldn't help but interject, "In that case, would you be so kind as to demonstrate it here?" His voice carried a hint of anticipation and curiosity.

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Cheng Xuan's eyes.

He knew this was an opportunity, and if he could demonstrate enough strength, his chances of staying would greatly increase.

Without hesitation, he stood up and walked to the open space beside him. He stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, then slowly squatted down, shifting his weight to the ground, and firmly planted himself in a standard horse stance.

Just from this one move, you can tell that Cheng Xuan is definitely a trained fighter.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Xuan began to practice his boxing. His movements were skillful and fluid, and every move he made showed great experience.

Yun's father, a veteran of many battles, could tell at a glance that this set of boxing techniques required at least three to five years of training to reach such a level.

Moreover, this is clearly a set of boxing techniques specifically designed for soldiers to improve their physical fitness.

After finishing his set of punches, Cheng Xuan calmly stood up and stopped.

A round of enthusiastic applause erupted from the crowd, especially from Qian Yue, who clapped and cheered excitedly, praising Cheng Xuan's extraordinary abilities.

Yun's father, however, frowned deeply.

Ordinary families can't afford to hire a martial arts master to teach their children martial arts. This child lost his parents at a young age and has been living with his grandfather. Where would they get the spare money to hire a doctor?

Qianyue clapped her hands happily and asked, "You're so amazing! You know martial arts too? My brother is learning too, and so am I. My maternal grandfather is teaching me, and my brother... he has a very skilled martial arts teacher who taught him."

"Where did you learn martial arts? Did your maternal grandfather teach you? You must be just as skilled as your brother!"

These words were like a sharp blade, deeply wounding Mo Junye's heart.

He had hoped to become his sister's hero, but now that he knew he wasn't the only one she admired, he couldn't shake the sense of loss.

Mo Junye's face instantly darkened, and a hint of displeasure crept onto the corner of his mouth.

He stared intently at Cheng Xuan, his eyes flashing with hostility, as if trying to see right through him.

Cheng Xuan keenly noticed this change, knowing full well that he held a lowly position in the presence of this powerful figure.

Cheng Xuan came from a remote place, and had traveled a long and arduous journey to reach the capital. During his long journey, he had long been accustomed to reading people's expressions. Therefore, when he saw Mo Junye's expression clearly showing dissatisfaction and disgust, he immediately realized that he might have offended this young master of high status.

The thought that the person in front of him possessed supreme power and could easily decide the life and death of others filled Cheng Xuan with fear.

He involuntarily stepped back, staggering, as if trying to get away from this dangerous figure.

At this moment, he only hoped to quell Mo Junye's anger as soon as possible to avoid causing himself even greater trouble.

Even though he didn't know how he had offended this person.