After the group returned to the Phoenix Prince's Mansion, Feng Qingcang was furious to see that his daughter had actually invited this little tyrant to stay at their home.
It's fine if others don't know, but if they knew that the current Ninth Imperial Uncle was in his residence, their peaceful days would probably be over.
However, since it was his daughter's request, he had no choice but to accept it, after all, Rong Jin was his precious daughter's teacher!
They grew up together back then. Now that he is unwilling to return to the royal family, she can live in his mansion as her daughter's teacher. Even if someone with ulterior motives finds out in the future, it won't become a topic of gossip.
After the arrangements were made, the Fengwang Mansion returned to its former tranquility, if one ignored the fact that boxes were being carried from the palace to the Fengwang Mansion.
Seeing such a commotion, Feng Qingcang felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He wanted to keep a low profile, but others wouldn't allow it. He didn't know what the Emperor was thinking, as if he wanted everyone to know that there was a very important person in the Feng Prince's Mansion!
Seeing her father's anxious and agitated appearance, Feng Qinghuang couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Father, why are you in such a hurry? Are you afraid that others will find out that Master is in our mansion?"
Feng Qingcang patted her little head: "It's not that I'm afraid others will know your master is in the manor, but I'm afraid others will know that the current Ninth Prince is in our manor. Who is the Ninth Prince? Twenty years ago, he was a legendary figure. So many people wanted to curry favor with him. If they know he's in our manor now, will we still have any peace? I don't know what the Emperor is thinking, sending gifts in such a grand manner, as if he's afraid others won't know. Some things just can't stand scrutiny."
Feng Qinghuang covered her mouth and chuckled, "Father, Master never intended to hide his identity, nor did my Imperial Uncle. Master just didn't want to live in the palace, which is why I had him stay at home. If anyone comes to bother us, we can just ignore them. If that doesn't work, we can just have my Imperial Uncle issue a decree forbidding any random people from disturbing Master."
“Child, you make it sound so easy. Do you think this decree can be issued so easily? Besides, do you know what kind of people come to see your master? Is there anything important they want to discuss? What if you miss it?”
Feng Qinghuang pouted: "Master, it's been over ten or twenty years since he left. Who could possibly be looking for him? Besides, it's no use looking for Master if it's something important!"
Feng Qingcang shook his head: "No, no, no. If the Emperor disagrees, but Ninth Prince agrees, then perhaps the Emperor will agree. Now you should understand the role your master plays."
Feng Qinghuang stared wide-eyed at her father: "My master has this function too?"
Feng Qingcang looked at his daughter with amusement and pinched her little cheek: "Yeah, what kind of mischievous idea have you come up with this time?"
"Oh no, Daddy, don't pinch my cheeks, they've gotten so chubby."
As Feng Qinghuang spoke, she slapped her father's hand away and rubbed her delicate face.
Feng Qingcang stared at his daughter intently for a long time: "Where is she fat? No, not at all. Who said that? Don't you have any eyesight?"
Feng Qinghuang clung to her father's arm and said coquettishly, "Alright, Father, don't worry. Now that Master has moved into the manor, things should be as they are. If Master doesn't want to see someone, then Master will naturally refuse. If Master wants to see someone, even if it's not important, shouldn't he see them?"
Feng Qingcang nodded: "Yes, indeed. I was overthinking it. I'm not as insightful as my dear daughter."
"Hehehe, Daddy, you're not just overthinking it, you're thinking way too much. Be careful you don't get too many wrinkles, or Mommy will dislike you."
Feng Qingcang looked at her with annoyance: "You brat, your mother would never dislike me. She loves me too much to even think about it."
"Oh... Father has no shame."
After Feng Qinghuang finished speaking, she quickly ran away, afraid that her father would beat her.
Watching his daughter run off, Feng Qingcang shook his head helplessly. Well, with Rong Jin as her master, his daughter should be much more cheerful and won't worry about him every day anymore.
However, from now on, there probably won't be many peaceful days in this mansion.
Oh well, let it be.
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