(Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin/General Feng and Mr. Mu)

On a drizzling morning, Feng Lingyan accompanied General Feng and Grandpa Mu in Qingrong Courtyard.

In the elegant courtyard study, General Feng and his son Feng Lingyan sat opposite each other, black and white pieces interlaced on the chessboard. General Feng's gaze would occasionally fall on his son, seemingly casually, yet with a hint of meaning.

She made moves very quickly, and her seemingly fierce chess style actually concealed a test of her son. Every move seemed to be questioning Feng Lingyan's heart.

Feng Lingyan's face was as gloomy as water. He was focused on the chessboard, yet his expression occasionally flickered with contemplation. Every move he made seemed carefully considered, leaving no room for flaws, nor revealing his thoughts easily.

General Feng looked at her son with a glimmer of expectation in her eyes. She hoped to get a glimpse of his true thoughts from Feng Lingyan's chess moves.

Feng Lingyan's chess piece landed in a crucial position, his eyes firm and calm. General Feng nodded slightly, thinking to himself: Perhaps he has already made his decision.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves in the courtyard. This chess game was not only a contest of skill, but also a spiritual dialogue between mother and son. In this quiet atmosphere, General Feng waited for her son to give her the answer she desired.

Sitting on a couch nearby, Mulan Jin, who was diligently studying a thick book titled "Square Dance Collection," would occasionally glance at the chessboard in front of her, muttering to herself, "This game has ended in a draw dozens of times already..."

Seeing his wife and son playing chess for most of the day without a clear conclusion, he finally lost control of his temper. He put the book aside and asked, "Yan'er, what are you thinking? Do you want to reconcile with that man, or consider the infatuated Captain Duan, or those noble ladies in the capital who send matchmakers to propose marriage every now and then?"

"Mulan, you old man!" Feng Jingyun took great pains to play chess with Feng Lingyan, hoping to use this opportunity to test her son's true inner thoughts. However, she never expected that her husband would ask such a blunt and rude question. A hint of dissatisfaction and reproach could not help but appear in her wise and deep eyes.

At this moment, Nalan Yunzhi, who had just walked to the study door with Feng Qiyan, happened to overhear the conversation inside. She subconsciously paused, held her breath, pricked up her ears, and listened intently, as if afraid to miss every word Feng Lingyan was about to say.

Just as Feng Qiyan was about to step into the house and call her grandmother, grandfather and uncle, Nalan Yunzhi grabbed her with lightning speed and covered her mouth with his hand.

Feng Qiyan was startled at first, but quickly recovered. Reluctantly, she raised her head and looked at Nalan Yunzhi with pleading eyes, promising that she would absolutely not make a sound. Only after Nalan Yunzhi confirmed that everything was correct did she release her hand.

At this moment, Feng Jingyun, in the study, was about to put down the chess piece she was about to drop, but suddenly stopped. With a meaningful glance toward the door, she accurately located the position of Nalan Yunzhi and Feng Qiyan. Then, she slowly continued to place the chess piece back on the board.

After a brief thought, Feng Jingyun said to Feng Lingyan directly, "Yan'er, since even your father has asked, why not speak frankly about your true thoughts? No matter what decision you ultimately make, mother and father will support you unreservedly!"

Feng Jingyun's words were sonorous and powerful, echoing throughout the study. Rather than speaking to Feng Lingyan, it would be more accurate to say they were specifically addressed to the person outside.

It seems that the old General Feng wants to convey a message in this way - Feng Lingyan is not alone, no matter where he is, he will have the solid backing of his family who unconditionally cares for and supports him.

"Mom, Dad..."

Along with this affectionate call, Feng Lingyan's voice, which was like a yellow oriole singing out of a valley, melodious, charming and distinctive, slowly emerged.

Standing at the door, Nalan Yunzhi's body suddenly stiffened, her heartbeat accelerating instantly, like a frail deer, beating uncontrollably and violently. At this moment, she was like a shy girl falling in love for the first time, eagerly awaiting her lover's response, her heart filled with anxiety, fear, and a hint of indescribable shyness.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner restlessness, then held her breath and listened attentively to the conversation between the people in the room.

"Mom, Dad, Ling Yan just wants to continue staying in the General's Mansion and serve you two..."

Feng Lingyan's beautiful eyes were as clear as water, without a trace of impurities, like the brightest stars in the night sky. When he gazed at Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin, the emotion in his eyes was sincere and deep.

Hearing this, Nalan Yunzhi, who was standing outside, felt a sense of relief and relaxed slightly. Although Feng Lingyan hadn't mentioned wanting to reconcile with her, she hadn't expressed any desire to marry someone else...

"Silly child, your mother and father are already so old, how many more years can they accompany you?" Mulan Jin looked at Feng Lingyan's otherworldly look, and couldn't help feeling a pity in her heart.

His son was truly too outstanding, so outstanding that he inspired envy, and thus he was framed by treacherous individuals and suffered so much. What was truly commendable was that even after experiencing such a huge change, Feng Lingyan's eyes remained so pure and clear, like a lotus flower that emerged from the mud without being stained, holy and beautiful.

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