Qin Moyuan raised his little face from Sheng Yunrong's embrace, pursed his lips and said, "Mother, I don't blame you. I know you are good to me, but I am of low status and don't want to cause you trouble."

Sheng Yunrong looked at Qin Moyuan's smile and felt more guilty. She was determined to let Qin Moyuan live a good life, so she said: "Moyuan, from today on, you will move to my yard. I will take care of you personally and let you live a happy life."

Qin Moyuan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears. He knelt down hurriedly and begged, "Mother, no. I know I am of low status and cannot live with you. Please don't drive me away, just let me stay here."

A trace of determination flashed in Sheng Yunrong's eyes. She helped Qin Moyuan up and said seriously: "Moyuan, you are my son, and I have the responsibility to take care of you. Don't worry, mother will protect you and won't let anyone bully you."

Qin Moyuan looked at Sheng Yunrong's determined eyes, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He held Sheng Yunrong's hand tightly, with tears of gratitude in his eyes.

From that day on, Sheng Yunrong began to prepare for Qin Moyuan to move into her yard.

She personally selected the furniture, decorated the room, and prepared many books for Qin Moyuan, hoping that he could learn something.

After Qin Moyuan moved into Sheng Yunrong's yard, their relationship became deeper. Sheng Yunrong would accompany Qin Moyuan to read every day, teach him etiquette, and cook for him in person.

Qin Moyuan also became more and more dependent on Sheng Yunrong, and secretly vowed in his heart that he must study hard, become a promising person in the future, and repay his wife for raising him!

…

The other side.

A group of people in black walked quickly, like ghosts, silently through the streets of Jindu. In the night, the bright lights of Taibai Restaurant reflected their black clothes, making them look more solemn.

Pushing open the door, men in black came in one after another. In the private room of Taibai Restaurant, a faint fragrance wafted to the face.

There was a middle-aged man sitting in the first seat, and next to him was his good friend, a handsome young man in a blue robe.

The man's eyes were deep, like the cold stars in the night sky, twinkling and revealing endless determination.

The first of the men in black to enter was their leader. He knelt on one knee and bowed his head to report: "Your Majesty, we have followed your instructions and searched inside and outside the capital for many days, but the whereabouts of the young master are still unknown."

The man nodded slightly, his expression serious: "Continue to search, don't miss any clues. The scope should be wide, whether it is civilians or officials, we must investigate carefully."

The handsome young man couldn't help but speak: "Your Majesty, do you really believe what that crazy woman said? Could the child she said really be your son?"

The man glanced at him, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but his tone was firm: "I believe in my intuition. If she hadn't risked her life to save me in the fire that year, I would have died in the flames. Although she was crazy, I knew that she always had me and our child in her heart."

The handsome young man shook his head, looking a little regretful: "I'm just worried that Your Majesty, you have mobilized so many troops. If it turns out to be a misunderstanding in the end, wouldn't it be a waste of effort?"

The man was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "I know you are worried, but I can't just sit there and do nothing. Even if it turns out to be a misunderstanding, I have at least tried my best. Moreover, I believe that the child must still be alive."

At this time, another man in black walked in with a cloth bag in his hand. When he opened the bag, a bloodstained jade pendant was revealed.

He presented the jade pendant and reported, "Your Majesty, we found this in a dilapidated temple. The blood on the jade pendant has not yet dried, so it must have been left there recently."

The man took the jade pendant and examined it carefully, with a glimmer of joy in his eyes: "This jade pendant is given to that child by me. It seems that our clues are getting closer."

The handsome young man looked at the man, his eyes revealing a trace of admiration: "Your Majesty, you are really touching. For a child, you are willing to pay so much."

The prince smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in his smile: "I am not a good person, but at least I am still a father. As a father, I cannot let my child be alone and bullied."

The men in black all nodded, expressing their understanding. The prince gave another order: "Continue your search and make sure to find the young master. At the same time, strengthen surveillance of the dilapidated temple to see if there are any suspicious people coming in or out."

The man in black took the order and left the private room.

The man and the handsome young man sat facing each other in silence, and the atmosphere seemed a little heavy.

The man suddenly stood up, walked to the window, looked at the capital city in the night, and said with emotion: "I don't know how that child is doing now."

The handsome young man also stood up, walked to the man, and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, my lord, good people will have good luck, and the young master will be safe."

"I hope so!" The man frowned and sighed.

…

A ray of sunlight shines through the window lattice, slanting onto the mahogany desk, illuminating a golden color.

Sheng Yunrong sat at the table, guiding Qin Moyuan in his studies. Her eyes were focused and gentle, as if she wanted to pass on all her knowledge to this adopted son.

At this moment, the door of the South Study was pushed open with a bang, and Qin Fengyun walked in with an angry face.

His gaze was as sharp as a knife, falling directly on Sheng Yunrong and Qin Moyuan.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Qin Fengyun's voice was cold and full of dissatisfaction.

Sheng Yunrong was slightly stunned, then put down the book in her hand and slowly stood up.

There was no panic on her face, but a hint of indifference: "Feng Yun, why are you here?"

Qin Fengyun stared at Qin Moyuan: "Mother, why do you want to teach him yourself? Don't you know that doing so will cause misunderstandings among the people in the mansion?"

Qin Moyuan raised his head, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. He looked at Qin Fengyun, then at Sheng Yunrong, his heart full of contradictions.

Qin Fengyun's anger was not without reason. He was just worried that Sheng Yunrong would be blamed for his intrusion.

Sheng Yunrong gently patted Qin Moyuan's shoulder and gave him a reassuring look. Then, she turned to Qin Fengyun, "Fengyun, how can you say that? Although Qin Moyuan is an adopted son, he is also my child. I am not biased towards him or you."

Qin Fengyun curled his lips in disdain: "Mother, please stop deceiving yourself. I know that you have already leaned towards him in your heart."

Qin Moyuan felt a pain in his heart, but he still suppressed his emotions and tried to ease the atmosphere: "Brother, I know what you are thinking, but I have never thought of competing with you for anything. I just hope that we can live in harmony and work together for the future of the Qin family."

Qin Fengyun stared at Qin Moyuan and was about to say something else when Sheng Yunrong suddenly stood up: "Okay, Fengyun, I know what's on your mind. I promise you that I will no longer force you and your sister to pay respects or study. Are you satisfied with this?"