Feng Ming reacted and glared at Feng Xiyun, then turned to Tu Nan and said, "Don't play along with him. He's very ruthless when he hits. He also happens to have a bit of talent in martial arts and is quite good at it. Be careful if he hurts you. Then you'll probably be bedridden and traveling around the capital to see all the famous doctors."
"Sister, you...Tunan, don't listen to my sister, I will pay attention." Feng Xiyun was afraid that Tunan would not accompany him to practice boxing and kicking, so he quickly winked at Tunan.
Erha's coquettishness is the most deadly. Tunan gave Feng Mingfei a look of "reassurance" and comforted Feng Xiyun: "It's okay. I believe that the young prince should be able to do what he said. Besides, I have practiced well in the past two years, so there should be no problem."
Yeah~ Feng Xiyun cheered and quickly picked up another roast duck leg for Tunan to please him.
Tu Nan then said to Feng Ming, "Tomorrow I will be sparring with the young prince. If you are worried, you can come along. You can also supervise him. If the young prince gets carried away, could you please remind him?"
Hey? This has nothing to do with me!
"Yes, that's a good idea. Sister, you can come too. Tomorrow we'll be at... at Uncle San's martial arts training ground. You can help me cover up with me, so my father won't accuse me of being vulgar and not doing my job properly."
Feng Xiyun's father, the Sixth Prince, was a talented and romantic scholar who always looked down on warriors wielding spears and clubs, considering them vulgar. Although Feng Xiyun had shown an interest in martial arts since childhood, the Sixth Prince was always a huge obstacle in his path. He could only quietly learn from the Third Prince, a general, and surprisingly, this helped him develop a considerable skill.
"Okay then. I'll go with you guys tomorrow. Uncle San has been staying at home lately and has sent me several letters asking me to go out and play. I'll just take this opportunity to go and spend some time with him."
The Third Prince is Feng Wen's younger brother, with whom he shares a close bond. He enjoys martial arts and the art of war, and currently oversees the defense of the capital, being the most trusted advisor to Emperor Fengming.
Fengming had heard of a theory before that people who work harder are more likely to have daughters, but her third uncle, who exercises a lot every day, doesn't have a single daughter. He has given birth to a bunch of sons and has always wanted a daughter, but he just can't have one. Fengming's fertility buff doesn't work.
So the Third Prince shifted his focus to his brother's daughter, doting on her like his own daughter. Whenever he had time, he'd always invite Fengming to his mansion to play, then nag her about the gossip of the capital. Yes, this burly, bearded military leader harbored a deep-seated gossip complex. The first annual subscriber to Fengming's Gossip Daily was this Third Uncle, a truly adorable contrast.
"By the way, when are we going to Su Wei's place? I miss him so much."
Fengming decided to be nicer to Feng Xiyun, as good children should be rewarded.
"Let's see what happens to Tunan. When Tunan is free, we can go together. I've been quite free lately. If you guys decide on a time, send someone to the palace to let me know. I'll go out and meet you." Feeling that his decision wasn't a good one, Fengming turned his head and asked Tunan, "What do you think, Tunan?"
"Princess, please make the arrangements. I'm new to the capital and don't know much about it. I'm grateful for your guidance." He raised his teacup and said, "Tunan, I'll offer you tea instead of wine as a token of my gratitude. You won't mind me bothering you in the future."
"Hahaha, Tunan, your personality has become more playful now. Come, I will also drink tea instead of wine. I won't be annoyed even if you come to bother me every day in the future." This is Feng Xiyun.
"Tunan's personality is indeed much more cheerful. If you have any matters in the capital, feel free to bother Feng Xiyun. Haha." This is Feng Ming.
None of the three drank alcohol. They clinked their three cups of fragrant tea together and smiled at each other.
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