"This child lost his mother when he was very young." Mrs. Qiao looked out the door, as if she could still see the little figure running away.

They were all perceptive people, so how could Zhang Ma not know what Madam Qiao was thinking? Seeing how much Madam Qiao liked it, she spoke up from the side, "I heard that the young mistress treats the servants very well and never beats or scolds them."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, she's very generous," Zhang Ma said embarrassedly. "She gave me a lot of money when I relayed messages to the young mistress twice, saying that I could ask her for help if needed, and that she doesn't have much else, but she has a lot of money."

Mrs. Qiao looked at Zhang Ma, who lowered her head in embarrassment.

Having served the lady for so many years, she shouldn't be so short-sighted. But seeing so much silver, it would be a lie to say she wasn't tempted.

I thought I wouldn't say it, but I couldn't control myself and blurted it out today.

Mrs. Qiao smiled but said nothing.

Not long after, the general rushed in with a letter in his hand. When he saw Zhang Ma there, he put away his smile and sat down in a serious manner.

Madam Qiao glanced at Zhang Ma, who then served tea and turned to leave.

General Qiao, seeing that there were no outsiders around, excitedly opened the letter, read its contents, and burst into laughter.

Madam Qiao looked at the general; there were few people who could make him so happy, and she knew who had sent the letter.

Having been a general's wife for so many years, she hasn't received many letters, but she can still recognize them.

General Qiao laughed for a while, then handed the letter to the woman, saying, "Take a look."

"No need, you can just watch." She didn't know it was some important military or political matter; a woman like her shouldn't know too much.

"Take a look!" General Qiao said, stuffing the letter directly into Madam Qiao's hand.

Mrs. Qiao only glanced at the title, and when she saw those two words, "father" and "mother," tears welled up in her eyes.

Mother.

Those two dry words made her cover her mouth and burst into tears.

......

After leaving the General's Mansion, Chen Siyuan went to the Wen family's house. Unfortunately, they were not home. Just as Chen Siyuan was about to leave, she ran into Wen Kai, who was returning from outside.

She directly stated that she had already found a renowned doctor to treat her grandfather.

Wen Kai didn't pay much attention. These past few days he had been learning how to do business from his father. Doing business was much more difficult than martial arts. He had been having a headache these past few days. Seeing his cousin and hearing about what she had done made him feel ashamed.

He could buy the entire South Gate Street without even needing Wen Tonghai's money; how could Wen Tonghai not admire such ability and courage?

Seeing me in person, I took the opportunity to ask for your advice.

It can only be said that the father's business acumen is very different from Chen Siyuan's.

Chen Siyuan was in a hurry to leave, and besides, she didn't dare to show off her limited knowledge in front of the Wen family, so she spoke directly, "Doing business is like being a person; you need to have a broad perspective. The size of your perspective determines the size of your business. Grandpa was so successful because..."

After hearing this, Wen Kai understood that business should not be limited to the immediate present or simply follow trends; it should have a long-term vision.

After leaving the Wen family, Chen Siyuan drove the carriage out of the city.

Less than an hour after the carriage left the city, they heard the sound of horses' hooves behind them.

At first, they didn't pay attention, but later they heard the sound of horses' hooves slowly and steadily sounding beside them.

Chunlan was curious and wanted to lift the curtain to take a look, but Chen Siyuan spoke up, "No need to look, it's Wang Yong."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yong, who was outside the carriage, suddenly looked towards the carriage.

How could the young mistress know?

“Not necessarily,” Chunlan said from the side. She hadn’t seen Wang Yong when they left, so how would he know where the young mistress was going?

"You two like each other, yet you don't even have a connection over these snacks?" Chen Siyuan glanced at Chunlan and continued eating the Su Ji pastries in her hand.

Chunping looked at the cart full of Su Ji pastries and was speechless.

How long does the young mistress plan to eat pastries? Is she going to eat them the whole way?

Wang Yong, who was listening outside, was speechless.

Is this something a young mistress should say?

What frustrated him even more was that when Chunlan lifted the curtain and saw him, she wasn't surprised at all.

What completely defeated him was that Chunlan saw that he wasn't excited at all. At first, he thought she had expected it, but it turned out that she didn't care at all.

With Wang Yong in the open and Black Eagle in the shadows, Chen Siyuan and her group arrived at the Feather Clan without any trouble.

However, when they arrived at the place where the Feathered Clan lived, they were given way for a long time but were not allowed to enter.

This was a huge blow to Chen Siyuan.

Black Hawk and Wang Yong were also surprised; why couldn't they get in?

They knew there was a trap here, but they never expected that they wouldn't be able to solve it.

The winged race was right in front of them, so they could only wander around outside.

Chen Siyuan was furious. Staring at the grove of trees in front of her, she sat down on the ground and began to eat pastries in large bites.

Along the way, Chen Siyuan loved Su Ji's pastries so much that she could still eat them right now.

A miracle happened at that moment.

Chen Siyuan kept eating pastries, spilling a lot on the ground. As it gradually got dark, many insects crawled out of the woods.

The insect was quite large, and it was clearly not an ordinary insect.

Chen Siyuan wasn't afraid. Seeing more and more insects, she quickly took the pastries and stepped back, wrapping up the remaining pastries to prevent the smell from spreading.

The insects quickly finished eating, and Chen Siyuan looked at the others beside her, "Let's follow them."

Wang Yong and Black Hawk were unsure of Chen Siyuan's intentions and hesitated slightly. Chunlan and Chunping, however, immediately followed behind Chen Siyuan with the necessities.

To their bewilderment, after following these insects for less than half an hour, they suddenly came across a village.

The villages they saw were different; the houses here weren't built of stone, but of wood.

It gave them a very strange feeling.

Chen Siyuan walked ahead and was surprised by what she saw.

I've never been to a place like this before; I never imagined the houses here would be built like this.

According to Chen Siyuan's experience, these pieces of wood are not ordinary wood. More importantly, these wooden houses can be moved, as can be seen from the marks on them.

The house we see here was recently moved here.

The group's appearance quickly attracted the attention of the locals, who were shocked and panicked to see outsiders intruding.

Chen Siyuan, who was walking in front, tried to negotiate with them, but before she could finish speaking, those people were so frightened that they hid.

Chen Siyuan found it strange.

Is this the Feathered Clan?

It's not what I imagined.

"Young Madam—"

Black Hawk and Wang Yong stood on either side of Chen Siyuan. This place was very strange, and they had to be careful.

I did some research before I learned they were coming to the Feathered Clan.

These people may seem timid and cowardly, but that may not be true.

Chen Siyuan was not entirely at ease.

This place is different from what I imagined. It's true that my older brother got infected here.

She couldn't let her guard down. She hadn't come alone. It didn't matter if she died, but there were so many people around her. She couldn't let them die because of her.