The next morning, Feng Qinghuang and Rong Qi arrived at Tianling Academy. They first sat with You Bowu for a while, waiting for the children to finish class.
After telling You Bowu about visiting her uncle and aunt a few days ago, You Bowu sighed that in the years she had been the dean, she had indeed visited them very few times. It was rare for her junior sister to be so thoughtful as to fulfill her filial duty on her and Qiwu's behalf.
"Senior Brother, what are you saying? It's only right that we visit Uncle and Aunt. Uncle and Aunt know you're all busy and tell you to take care of yourselves. When you have some free time, you can take Zhu Yue and Zhu Xing back."
You Bowu nodded: "Yes, let's wait a few more days."
"By the way, senior brother, Wanwan's eighteenth birthday celebration is in three days. Don't forget to come home then."
A thin mist asked doubtfully, "Will Wanwan come back?"
You Bowu knew that Wanwan had gone to the God Realm with Qingxuan Divine Lord. Didn't they say the time was uncertain? What, are they coming back now?
Feng Qinghuang shook her head: "I'm not sure, but whether she comes back or not, three days from now will be a very important moment in her life, and we will all be with her. It would be best if she could come back, but if she can't, then we will send our blessings to her from afar."
"Okay, don't worry, all four of us will definitely be there."
As the group was talking, they heard footsteps coming from the doorway.
The first to push open the door was Rong Fengyu. Three years had passed, and the kid had grown quite a bit, but his demeanor was still as carefree and full of wicked charm.
The first thing he said when he came in was, "Uncle-Master, why did you call me here? I haven't eaten yet!"
Upon seeing the person sitting inside, Rong Fengyu's expression changed, and she immediately became much more obedient.
With teary eyes, she looked at Feng Qinghuang and said, "Mother, Yu'er missed you so much! You're finally back. If you hadn't come back, Yu'er would have gone bald from missing you so much."
After saying that, she threw herself into Feng Qinghuang's arms, pretending to cry pitifully.
Feng Qinghuang patted his trembling shoulder: "Alright, that's enough. I know you well. With Father and Mother gone, you're much freer now."
Rong Fengyu stepped out of Feng Qinghuang's embrace: "Mother is joking, I wasn't acting!"
Rong Qi glared at him: "Such a big person, yet you keep whining and complaining all the time. You have no backbone at all."
Rong Fengyu muttered, "You're so promising, always dragging your mother around."
Rong Qi looked at him dangerously: "If you're so capable, then speak louder."
Rong Fengyu, defiant and audacious, said, "I may not have the ability, but I still have to say it."
Rong Qi rubbed his fingers together and looked at Feng Qinghuang tenderly: "Jiaojiao, Yu'er must have a lot to say to me. I'll take him out first, and you can spend time with Nian'er."
Feng Qinghuang suppressed a laugh: "Alright, alright, go easy on me."
It's been three years since I last visited Yu'er. He must be forgetting all his mistakes. It's time to give him a wonderful memory.
When Rong Fengyu saw that his parents had arranged things for him like this, he immediately ran around the room in a panic.
"I don't want to talk to Father. I didn't lie to him. Mother, save me."
No matter how capable Rong Fengyu is, he is only an eleven-year-old young master. How could he escape Rong Qi, an old fox who has been around for over thirty years!
Soon, Rong Fengyu was captured by Rong Qi.
When Rong Fengnian came in, he happened to see Rong Qi leading Rong Fengyu out.
"You go in first, and I'll have a more in-depth discussion with your brother."
"Brother, save me!" Rong Fengyu shouted as Rong Qi pulled her along, her hands swinging back and forth as she tried to grab Rong Fengnian's hands.
Rong Qi gave him no chance to ask for help and disappeared with Rong Fengyu in an instant.
Rong Fengnian shook his head helplessly. Father had just returned, and his younger brother had gotten into trouble again.
Rong Fengnian entered the room and saw Feng Qinghuang sitting there. He quickly stepped forward and bowed.
"Mother."
Feng Qinghuang nodded and beckoned him over.
"We're family, why the formalities? Come here and let your mother take a good look at you."
Although Feng Nian and Feng Yu have the same facial features, they are completely different in terms of their demeanor, body language, and tone of voice. It is easy to tell who is who.
Feng Nian is someone who adheres to etiquette and behaves properly, while Feng Yu is someone who is mischievous and naughty in every way.
But that's fine too. Everyone is an independent individual with their own unique personality and things they love. They don't have to be like anyone else.
“Feng Nian has really grown up. I think his cultivation has improved very quickly.”
The misty figure beside her nodded in satisfaction: "Of course, Junior Sister, you don't know, Feng Nian's talent is no less than Wanwan's. He spends his time reading and cultivating. At the age of eleven, he has already surpassed all other peers."
Feng Qinghuang was extremely arrogant: "That's right, don't you even know whose son he is!"
Feng Qinghuang held Rong Fengnian's hand, becoming more and more satisfied with her son. He was truly handsome, even more so than Aqi was when he was young.
If someone as good-looking as her son had appeared back then, Aqi probably wouldn't have had a chance.
However, she couldn't let that jealous man know this.
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