As Lin Fu, who was happily eating snacks, raised his eyes, he saw a figure rushing in. He blinked and Wei Chenglin stood beside him without him knowing.

"What happened to your face? Who hit you?!" Seeing that his originally fair and clean face now had some marks that shouldn't be there, Wei Chenglin's face suddenly darkened.

Although the little boy was still small in stature, he had been following his grandfather for several years and had unknowingly learned the Duke of England's majestic aura. When his face sank, even Shen Xinyan held his breath subconsciously, not to mention the three children, who shrank their necks in fear.

"I, I'm fine." Lin Fu replied stutteringly.

"You were hit in the face, how can you be fine?" Wei Chenglin leaned over and carefully observed the almost invisible red mark on his face, frowning and asking, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Madam applied medicine to me, and the prince invited a doctor to see me. It doesn't hurt anymore, not at all." As if afraid that he wouldn't believe her, Pingfu stretched out his little fleshy finger and pressed on the wound...

"What are you doing?!" Wei Chenglin quickly grabbed his hand to stop him from pressing randomly.

"Anyway, it doesn't hurt anyway!"

Wei Chenglin pursed his lips and stared at him for a moment before asking again, "Who beat you up?"

"Brother, the people who bullied Rongfu have been beaten with a stick by grandmother and kicked out of the house!" Xiao Yingzhi interrupted.

Seeing this, Shen Xinyan hurriedly pulled him over to sit down and changed the subject, "Where did Mr. Lu take you today?"

Wei Chenglin's eyes softened a little, and he answered respectfully, "Sir, I took the child to visit Mr. Shenji."

Mr. Shenji? The Mr. Shenji who is known as a genius? Shen Xinyan was a little surprised.

"Brother Chenglin, have this." Pingfu put a piece of snack to Wei Chenglin's mouth in a flattering manner.

Wei Chenglin took it, pinched half of it and put it into his mouth, and fed the other half into his sister's mouth.

The little girl squinted her big eyes happily as she ate the snacks her brother fed her.

"Cousin Hui?" At this time Wei Chenglin finally noticed that there was another person in the room.

"Cousin Lin." Shen Huiran bowed her head and saluted him politely. Wei Chenglin quickly stood up to return the salute. Both of them were very polite in their every move, yet also a little unfamiliar.

Shen Xinyan had been paying attention to Shen Huiran's expression. She saw that after she exchanged greetings with her son, she sat back next to her daughter, with a look of discomfort as a guest still on her face.

She sighed inaudibly and looked away.

When leaving the main room, Wei Chenglin said to Fu with a stern face: "Starting tomorrow, I will teach you another set of body movements. If you encounter someone you can't beat in the future, you must learn to protect yourself."

Among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one. If you know you can’t win but still insist on refusing to run away, you are a fool.

"Okay!" Lin Fu's eyes lit up and he responded in a crisp voice.

That night, Shen Xinyan didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Wei Junhang was a little weird, especially the way he looked at her, which was so complicated and incomprehensible that she couldn't figure it out.

Finally, she sighed and put down her needlework: "Sir, do you have anything to say to me?"

Wei Junhang nodded and shook his head. Shen Xinyan couldn't guess what he meant, but suddenly thought of the two strange servants. She asked tentatively, "Qiu Tang found two servants from your courtyard today. I saw that they seemed to know some martial arts?"

Almost subconsciously, Wei Junhang's body lit up with warning lights, and his brain was working rapidly, thinking of an excuse to get away with it.

But when he realized that the person in front of him was his wife, not the "enemy" he was facing, he sighed helplessly and rubbed his forehead with a headache.

This is really a habit I have developed over the years. I reflexively prepare a "perfect response" to all questions.

Shen Xinyan was even more confused when she saw his reaction. Just as she was about to say something, Wei Junhang suddenly stood up and walked to her side and sat down. He put his arms around her waist, rested his head on her neck, and called in a dull voice, "Madam."

"Hmm?" Shen Xinyan wanted to turn around to see his expression, but she could only see a dark head.

"Madam, if I am such a loser all my life, will you still stay by my side?" Although he knew that with her personality, if she became his wife, she would never leave him for the rest of her life, for some reason, he still wanted to hear her say it herself.

Shen Xinyan laughed and teased, "So you know that you are such a loser?"

"Hmm." The man hummed a few times in response.

It was rare to see him showing such a childish behavior to her. Shen Xinyan's heart softened. She held the man's big hands folded on her waist and said softly, "What I said just now was just a joke. You don't have to take it to heart. What is promising? What is unpromising? In my opinion, it's just a matter of opinion."

"What about you? What do you think?" Wei Junhang's heart moved, and he held his breath unconsciously and asked carefully.

Shen Xinyan smiled, turned slightly to face him, and did not miss the uneasiness that flashed across his face. Her heart felt a little more tender.

She stroked his face gently and said tenderly, "In my opinion, a man who can love his wife and children all his life and act in a way that is worthy of heaven and earth and true to his heart is a man with a promising future."

Wei Junhang's eyes flickered a few times, and he pursed his thin lips, but said nothing.

Shen Xinyan sighed and kissed him softly on the corner of his forehead, then said slowly, "You don't have to be confused by the gossip outside. I don't care what others say. I only know that it is my greatest fortune to marry you in this life."

The same was true in her previous life, but unfortunately her father did not give her the opportunity to cherish it.

What is a promising person? If a person has supreme power and supreme honor, but is cold-blooded and ruthless, is such a person a promising person? If a person does nothing all his life, but tries his best to be kind to those around him, is such a person a person without a promising person?

In her previous life, her son was the most promising young man in the capital. However, after living a new life, she even thought that if she had lived earlier, to the time when she had just gotten married and had not yet become pregnant, she would rather not have given birth to this promising son.

However, God did not give her this opportunity.

Wei Junhang's eyes lit up, and it felt like a bird was flapping its wings in his heart, wanting to rush out and sing happily.

"Then, which one do you want more, a useless husband or a promising son?" As soon as he asked this question, he wanted to spit on himself. He was so old, but he was still jealous of his own son. He was really going backwards as he got older.

Although he thought so, he just couldn't bring himself to take back his words.

Shen Xinyan didn't expect him to ask such a question. She was slightly stunned and pinched his already red ears with a bit of amusement: "When did you have to choose between your husband and your son? Don't they have to coexist at the same time?"

Prince Wei cleared his throat, trying to hide his discomfort, and said, "Well, I was just asking casually, just asking casually."

Shen Xinyan smiled slightly and was about to tease him a few more times, when she suddenly remembered that she was originally asking him about the two servants, but he ended up changing the subject and saying some weird things.

She wanted to change the subject, but swallowed her words back when she saw the undisguised joy on the man's face.

Why ask so much? As long as he treats her sincerely, she will wait for him.

Although he could not compete with his son for the status in her heart, but hearing such sweet words from her mouth, Wei Junhang felt as sweet as drinking honey, and it was like a gentle breeze brushing across his heart, bringing waves of joy and throbbing.

He felt that if she kept saying these sweet words to him, he would not even want the position of a high-ranking official or even the title of Duke in the future.

Suddenly thinking of what happened during the day, his eyes dimmed. He gently pushed away Shen Xinyan, who was leaning softly on him and was already a little drowsy, and looked into her eyes closely, saying guiltily: "For so many years, my wife has been wronged because of my incompetence..."

Having said that, he curled the corners of his mouth bitterly.

Shen Xinyan was shocked and suddenly came to her senses. After hearing what he said, she finally understood.

No wonder I felt that he was acting strange tonight, it turned out that he had heard those words from outside. I felt helpless for a moment, this guy is really something, he didn't care at all when outsiders said such bad things about him, it was just sour words between women, why would he be so abnormal.

I was just touched in my heart, knowing that it was only because she cared about me that I felt wronged for her.

"Why do you care about those gossipers? They are just saying sour things on the surface, but deep down they are jealous of me for becoming the wife of the prince of the Duke's Mansion, and even the wife of the Duke in the future!"

After what she had gone through in her previous life, how could she still care about those words? Hadn't she suffered enough injustice in her previous life?

Wei Junhang stared at her closely, not missing any expression on her face. Seeing the disdain on her face when she mentioned those 'gossips', he knew that what she said was truly from the heart and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, he kissed his wife in his arms hard, stood up suddenly amid her screams, picked her up horizontally, and strode into the bedroom.

After a moment, the woman's scream was blocked by something, and a series of suggestive sounds were emitted...

***

Fang Birong looked at her elder sister who had smashed most of the porcelain in the house, her lips tightly pursed, and she never went forward to persuade her.

However, she knew that her sister was unreliable. She couldn't even keep the money from the government, so how could she help her find a good future?

Shen's road to the throne was completely blocked after the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Although the Grand Princess treated her quite well at present, she never took the initiative to make plans for her. If she wanted to rely on her, it would probably be in vain in the end.