After Feng Yuxiu finished talking and left, An Xin opened his eyes and looked outside with a deep gaze.

"So that's it." An Xin murmured.

Zheng Xiaoling whispered, "Mrs. Shan is a bit pitiful. Not only did she let the maidservant beside her climb onto her husband's bed, but she even took the maidservant who had been promoted to concubine with her when she was sent out."

An Xin smiled coldly, "Have you ever seen a maid who successfully climbed into the bed of a man if he didn't want to?"

"Ah! Your Excellency is saying..." Zheng Xiaoling widened her eyes in disbelief, "Prefect Shan also intends to take that maid as his concubine."

An Xin closed her eyes again. Zheng Xiaoling already had the answer in her mind and didn't need An Xin to answer.

However, I also felt disdain and disgust towards that prefect Shan.

You said you wanted to take a concubine, so you should discuss it with your wife and use such means.

It’s no wonder that his wife would rather set up a small Buddhist temple in her yard and be by the side of the ancient Buddha and green lamps than to look at him again over the years.

Sure enough, when they arrived at Wanzhou Prefecture and met Prefect Shan, Shan Yongzhen did not give his father a good look. He did not even look at him, as if his father was a dirty thing.

When Prefect Shan saw his son's joyful look at first, it gradually dimmed and then he looked at him guiltily.

Originally, when Prefect Shan learned that An Xin was the female teacher of his son, he wanted to use the fact that there are no wrong parents in the world to ask her to persuade Shan Yongzhen to let go of the past.

Open your heart to him as a father, and accept the illegitimate children born to his maid and concubine.

Only if he, the legitimate son, let go of his concerns, would his father, the censor who only recognized legitimate grandchildren, agree to bring his two illegitimate children back to Beijing to live.

His concubine's daughter is only one year younger than his legitimate son. She is already fifteen years old, which is the right age for marriage. If she continues to stay here, she will not be able to find a good family as her aunt said.

However, when Prefect Shan saw An Xin glance at him indifferently, he knew that his request was ignored. Fortunately, he was a sensible person.

After paying a visit to An Xin, a female official of higher rank than him, he took the evidence of Magistrate Lu's crime and left with his men.

Shan Yongzhen waited until his father left, then asked timidly, "Don't you think your students are so rebellious?"

An Xin stood up, patted his shoulder, and said sincerely: "You are very good. The teacher supports whatever you want to do."

Tears flashed in Shan Yongzhen's eyes, but he finally stopped them from falling and smiled.

"Thanks!"

An Xin walked past him, raised her arm and waved, then walked out the door, leaving the boy staring at her back. "Thank you, teacher. I still can't forgive someone who maliciously betrayed my mother."

Originally, An Xin and his companions planned to rest here for a day before continuing on their journey. After all, they didn't have any urgent matters to rush back to the capital.

An Xin’s main idea is to stroll back slowly.

But that day, just after she came out from visiting Jiang Xuan who was injured and had not yet fully recovered, she saw a woman outside the inn who was wearing a plain dress but obviously made of good material. She looked like a little white flower and blocked Shan Yongzhen who was walking out with tears in her eyes.

An Xin stood there without moving. Seeing Shan Yongzhen's sullen face, he wanted to leave as soon as possible with some impatience, but was grabbed by the sleeve by the woman and a little girl with an angry look who came out from the corner.

"That should be Magistrate Shan's concubine and daughter who want to return to the capital. They are not giving up, so they came here on their own." Jiang Xuan, who came out to see An Xin off, leaned close to her ear and whispered.

An Xin was touched by the hot air, rubbed her ears, and reached out to push Jiang Xuan's face away, "Just talk if you want to, why are you so close to me?"

Jiang Xuan raised the corners of his mouth and said "hmm".

He took the initiative to move a little further away, keeping a distance from An Xin that made her comfortable.

The unintentional smile on Jiang Xuan's lips made Shan Caiyi, who was originally pestering Shan Yongzhen to take her back to Beijing outside the inn, turn her head inadvertently and was stunned.

She couldn't help but say, "There is such a handsome man in the world. Auntie, I want to marry him."

An Xin heard these words vaguely, turned around to glance at Jiang Xuan's troubled face, and laughed unkindly.

Jiang Xuan's star-like eyes glared unkindly at someone who was gloating over his misfortune.

An Xin touched his nose, but the smile on his face remained and he had no intention of stopping.

Who made this guy have such an angry face? He doesn't stay at home but often hangs out.

Jiang Xuan retracted his gaze and looked at Shan Caiyi who was looking at him with disgusting eyes. He narrowed his eyes dangerously and turned around and walked back to his room.

It wasn't just An Xin who was laughing at Jiang Xuan, there was a group of people.

Anyone standing outside the inn couldn't stop laughing when they saw Shan Caiyi drooling at Jiang Xuanmeng like a lecher.

It was because he had received special attention and care from their teacher along the way because he blocked a bullet for An Xin. An Xin's group of narrow-minded students had long disliked him.

Prefect Shan's bed-climbing maid, Huang, heard what her daughter said.

When she saw Shan Yongzhen, the eldest son of the Shan family, looking at them mother and daughter with sarcasm, she felt so ashamed that she wished she could find a crack to crawl into, and hurriedly covered Shan Caiyi's mouth.

He scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Where are the rules I taught you? You are a girl, and you can't say these words."

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When Shan Caiyi was two or three years old, Huang was worried about leaving her in the capital, fearing that she would be harmed by her mistress who hated her, so she took her with her and sent her out of the capital with Prefect Shan.

As for the rules and etiquette she has learned, she is far superior to the noble ladies in the capital.

She saw Huang, who had always loved her and allowed her and her brother to call her mother in private, scolding her loudly.

Shan Caiyi, who had been raised to be spoiled, was not willing to listen.

"No, no, I want to marry the man who just came in." Shan Caiyi grabbed Huang's sleeve and shook it back and forth.

"Mother, go tell him that my father is the prefect, and my grandfather who lives in the capital is the Imperial Censor, who can see the emperor every day.

If he marries me, he can choose any high position or generous salary. "

Shan Caiyi said shamelessly.

Huang was at a loss as to what to do with her daughter.

Then I heard a very cold voice, "Mother."

Hearing Shan Yongzhen repeating in a cold tone the way her daughter had addressed her just now, Huang felt a chill down her spine.

She knew that her wish to send her two children back to Beijing would probably be difficult to realize.

Huang looked at Shan Yongzhen pleadingly. This legitimate son of the Shan family hated her for having slept with him just like his mother did.

"You...your sister...just made a slip of the tongue...don't take it personally, Master."

Shan Yongzhen pulled out his sleeves and said in a cold voice: "It's ridiculous. My mother only gave birth to me, so how can there be brothers and sisters?"

"Evil son," Prefect Shan heard the servant's report and rushed over just in time to hear what Shan Yongzhen said, and scolded: "Caiyi and Hao'er are also your children, how come they are not your brothers and sisters?!"

It was discovered that when Huang saw her father, she looked as if she had been bullied and had to endure it in silence.

Shan Yongzhen curled his lips, not giving his father, Shan Zhifu, any face at all, "Those are your children, not mine, what do they have to do with me?"

"You bastard, this is how your teacher taught you filial piety, brotherhood and etiquette." Prefect Shan blurted out in a rage.

(End of this chapter)