Feng Jingyun's face suddenly turned dark when he heard this.

In just a moment, she suppressed her anger and looked at Feng Cailan with a kind smile.

"Mother! Mother! My dear mother! I just found out about this."

Seeing that her mother was about to get angry, Feng Cailan quickly distanced herself from the matter and glanced at Mulanjin beside Feng Jingyun pretending to be indifferent.

Mulan Jin, the target of the misfortune, suddenly felt a sharp gaze from a man with a sharp knife sharpening towards him, and his scalp went numb.

Just as Mulan Jin stood up from her seat and took a step forward to slip away, a cold voice came from behind her.

"Mulan, where do you want to go?"

When Mulan Jin turned around, he was met with his wife's half-smiling face, so he walked back to Feng Jingyun in a spineless manner and shook her arm like Feng Cailan.

"Xiao Yunyun, listen to me..."

"Humph! You two are so bold that you actually hid everything from me."

Feng Jingyun glanced at the old man with an inch-long white beard beside her, then looked at Feng Cailan who was squatting beside her and hugging her thigh, then slowly withdrew her gaze.

"Feng Cang!"

"The old slave is here!"

Following Feng Jingyun's shout, a middle-aged woman who looked very majestic walked into the main hall.

"I will punish you according to the family rules!"

"Yes, sir."

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"Grandma, I'm here to see you!"

A quarter of an hour later, a figure dressed in a white wide-sleeved flowered shirt and a red gauze skirt with gold thread came in.

Feng Qiyan was wearing a lady's outfit today, and she wore silk crabapple flowers with gold beads on her double buns, which made her look very playful and cute.

As soon as she entered Qingrong Courtyard, she sensed a strange atmosphere in her grandmother's courtyard. Then she saw her grandfather and mother in the garden in front of the main hall, doing horse stances with wooden basins on their heads.

"Grandfather, Mother, what are you doing?"

"It's Qiyan, you've come just in time. Your grandpa and I, your mother, are practicing martial arts. Take a horse stance and let grandpa see if you're slacking off."

"Of course not."

Feng Qiyan then took a steady horse stance. Seeing this, Mulanjin quickly placed the wooden basin on Feng Qiyan's head.

"Help me hold the wooden basin first. Grandpa suddenly feels the urge to pee." Mulan Jin said and ran away.

"By the way, give me a hand too. I suddenly feel like I need to pee too."

Feng Cailan glanced at Mulanjin who was running very fast, then stacked the wooden basin on her head on top of Mulanjin's wooden basin, and then left.

"Grandpa, Mom, are you okay?"

"Qi Yan's neck is so sore!"

Half an hour passed, and Feng Qiyan, who was sitting in a horse stance with a wooden basin on her head, still couldn't see her grandparents, so she couldn't help but call out.

"Sir, the old man and the general have escaped, leaving the wooden basin on the young lady's head."

In the main hall of Qingrong Courtyard, Feng Cang stood aside with his back bent, reporting to Feng Jingyun who was sitting in the upper seat.

"Humph! That little thing isn't innocent either, let her take the blame."

"yes."

Feng Cang could only look sympathetically at Feng Qiyan, who was doing horse stance in the garden with two wooden basins on her head.

"A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!"

"A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!"

Si Chengfeng in the carriage and Situ Ye who was driving the carriage outside both sneezed three times at the same time.

"Chengfeng, are you okay?"

"Ji Lang, how are you?"

Hua Qingcheng looked at Si Chengfeng worriedly, then shouted to Situ Ye outside the carriage.

"It's okay, maybe I caught a cold at night." Si Chengfeng looked at Hua Qingcheng with charming eyes and gentle smile.

Even so, he felt more strongly that it was the people at the General's Mansion who were talking about him. Calculating the time, the letter he sent back to the capital two days ago should have arrived.

"It's okay, Qingcheng."

Situ Ye, who was in the driver's seat of the carriage, also shouted to the carriage behind him. Slapping his itchy ears, Situ Ye also felt that it was most likely someone was talking about him.

I haven't been back to the Prime Minister's Mansion for three years. I don't know how his father reacted after seeing the letter I sent back. I guess he was furious...

After parting ways with Feng Wu and the others at the Yingbin Restaurant in the provincial capital yesterday, Hua Qingcheng, Situ Ye and Si Chengfeng arrived in the provincial capital at dusk and stayed at the largest inn, Tianranju.

Feng Wu, who was escorting Shan You back to Huaqiao Village in Fufeng County, did not arrive in the provincial capital to meet Hua Qingcheng and the others until midnight.

Early in the morning of August 21st, Hua Qingcheng and the others had breakfast, rested for a while, and then set out for the capital.

Since Feng Wu was catching up on his sleep in the carriage, Situ Ye and Feng Wen were now driving the carriage. Worried that the carriage behind him would not catch up, Situ Ye even slowed down.

The clatter of hooves echoed along the official road, and the Xiangyun horse, with its noble head held high, pulled the carriage along at a gallop. Its golden mane fluttered in the sunlight, its body gleaming with silver. It was not only handsome but also full of spirit.

“What a beautiful horse!”

A white figure leaning lazily against a big tree by the roadside turned over boredly, and suddenly saw two carriages speeding past below. He couldn't help but open his bright eyes and stare straight at the direction where the carriages were going away.

"Ayu, is it possible that I am dazzled?"

"The horse that was pulling the cart just now had a golden mane and silver fur."

The old man, who was originally lying leisurely on a big tree to enjoy the cool air and rest, jumped down from the tree with agility and agility that was inconsistent with his age.

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