The Moon is Full in the Traveling House

"An Ning, An Ning, what are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed in it?" Xiao Anya patted Xiao An Ning's shoulder gently and asked softly.

Xiao An Ning finally came back to her senses, but her eyes were evasive, as if she was hiding something. She stammered, "I... I'm not thinking about Captain Su!" However, as soon as she said that, she immediately realized that she had confessed.

Xiao Anning's face flushed immediately, like a ripe apple, and she was so shy that people couldn't help but feel pity for her. She hurriedly said coquettishly: "Sister, you are not allowed to laugh at me, or I will ignore you..." There was a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

Xiao Anya tried hard to hold back the laughter that was about to burst out. She pretended to be serious and said, "I'm sorry, sister. I was distracted just now and didn't hear what you said clearly. Well, I see you are tired from playing today. Rest early. I won't disturb you anymore."

After Xiao Anya finished speaking, she stood up and left the room, leaving Xiao Anning sitting there alone, deep in thought. She looked into the distance, as if she saw a distant place through the window. A complex emotion surged in her heart, including shyness, expectation, and a hint of uneasiness.

Xiao An Ning realized that her feelings for Captain Su had gradually sprouted. Every time she saw him, her heart would beat faster involuntarily, and every smile and every word of his would make her intoxicated. At this moment, Xiao An Ning couldn't help but feel confused: "Oh, it's so annoying!" She subconsciously covered her head and her face with her hands, trying to hide the confusion and confusion in her heart.

After Su Lun returned to the mansion, he called Qingfeng to the study, "Qingfeng, have you known His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi before?"

"Captain Su, I had the honor of meeting His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi when I was on duty in the Eastern Palace before. Why do you ask this, sir?" Qingfeng looked at Su Lun with suspicion.

Su Lun frowned and said, "What kind of person is the King of Qi? I don't know if I'm overthinking it, but I always feel that the way he looks at me is a little strange..." After saying that, he subconsciously touched the back of his head, expressing his confusion.

"I don't know much about the King of Qi. I only know that he is usually taciturn, giving people a feeling of being hidden. Moreover, he is steady and shrewd. In addition, he has the support of powerful ministers such as the Right Prime Minister, so his influence among the many princes is at its peak, second only to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Although Qingfeng did not make it clear, with Su Lun's intelligence, how could he not hear the deep meaning? There is no doubt that the King of Qi will be the strongest opponent for the throne! Thinking of this, Su Lun couldn't help but feel a strong sense of crisis and urgency. The fight for the throne is like walking on a cliff. If you make a mistake, you will fall into the abyss and end up in pieces. Su Lun felt that he was powerless and couldn't help but sigh that his IQ seemed to be a little stretched. He knew that valuable chess pieces would not be easily eliminated. So he secretly made up his mind that he must find a way to improve his abilities in all aspects.

Suddenly, Su Lun changed the subject and asked Qingfeng beside him: "Qingfeng, how is your riding skill?"

Qingfeng was slightly stunned, then replied: "It's OK."

Hearing this answer, Su Lun felt a little relieved, but at the same time he said a little embarrassedly: "To be honest, I am not proficient in horse riding and archery. If it is convenient, can you give me more guidance in the future?"

After hesitating for a moment, Qingfeng replied somewhat unconfidently: "I know that my talent is average, but if Captain Su trusts me, I will do my best to help you."

"Why don't we start tomorrow?" Su Lun looked excited and expectant, as if he couldn't wait to start the action. Seeing Su Lun so eager, Qing Feng couldn't help but feel a little funny, but still kindly reminded him: "Captain Su, your injuries have not fully recovered yet, so you should wait a few more days. There is no need to rush for a while."

However, Su Lun patted his chest and assured, "My injury is no longer a big deal. As long as I pay a little attention, I will be fine." In fact, Su Lun did not lie. Perhaps it was because the elixir he took was particularly effective, or perhaps it was because his own physique was different from others. After this period of recuperation and rest, his injury recovered at an unusual speed. If he hadn't taken medicine every day, he would even forget that he had been injured.

"How about this, the martial arts training ground will be renovated and completed in two days, and then you can train better. Why don't you wait two more days?" Qingfeng continued to persuade patiently.

After listening to this, Su Lun thought for a moment and felt that what Qing Feng said made sense. He was too impatient. So he said dejectedly, "Okay, you are right. It is true that I was too impatient. Then you should go and do your own thing. I'd better practice calligraphy." After that, Su Lun turned around, picked up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to practice calligraphy with great concentration.

The next morning, as the morning court ended and officials left one after another, the Wenxin Marquis Mansion once again became the laughing stock of the capital. It turned out that the Protector General Xiao Yi openly accused Wenxin Marquis of lax family education in the court, and was echoed by the King of Qi. Many ministers also heard about yesterday's events and expressed their agreement. The current emperor was already dissatisfied with the Wenxin Marquis Mansion, and this time he took the opportunity to punish him severely: Wenxin Marquis was not only fined half a year's salary and banned from attending court for a month, but also the women of the Wenxin Marquis Mansion were not allowed to enter and leave the palace without the imperial edict.

Wen Xinhou's face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, and he returned to the mansion with anger. He walked straight to where Song Ru lived, raised his palm and slapped her twice, making Song Ru dizzy and bleeding from the corners of her mouth. At this time, Wen Xinhou's wife heard the sound and rushed over. Seeing her daughter lying on the ground, she was heartbroken and cried and questioned her husband: "Master, why are you doing this? A Ru is your own flesh and blood! How can you be so cruel..."

Facing his wife's questioning and crying, Marquis Wenxin roared in anger: "This evil creature caused all this trouble! Why don't you ask her what she did? If it weren't for these sisters, how could our Marquis Wenxin Mansion have suffered such a great humiliation!"

"What did A'ru do wrong? It's obvious that the General's Mansion is bullying others. If it weren't for the fact that you are not as powerful as the general, how could A'qiang and A'ru suffer such bullying..." Before she could finish her words, Marquis Wenxin suddenly raised his hand and slapped his wife hard.

"Things have come to this, and you are still protecting them. If you weren't a vicious woman like you who spoiled your daughters, how could these troubles have happened... I really regret marrying a woman like you... From now on, you three daughters should stay in the mansion honestly and don't even think about going anywhere! As for Ye'er's education, leave it to the Bai family, and you don't have to interfere. Come on, send some servants to keep an eye on them." Marquis Wenxin said coldly, then turned around and left.

"No, master, don't go. You need to explain yourself clearly..." The wife of Marquis Wenxin cried out in grief, but this time Marquis Wenxin did not look back at all. He left with anger in his heart.

Watching her husband's receding back, Mrs. Wenxinhou's heart was broken, and tears flowed out of her eyes like a flood. She didn't understand what she had done wrong, and why her husband treated the three of them so cruelly. She stood there blankly, her heart filled with despair and helplessness. The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly, as if the end of the world was coming. Mrs. Song patted her daughter's back gently and comforted her softly: "Aju, don't be afraid, mother will go to find your uncle later. Your uncle has always loved us, and he will never sit idly by. As for Ye'er, that is the apple of my mother's eye! How can we let that bitch take him away..." The eyes of the mother and daughter were full of resentment.

However, in a corner not far away, there was a pair of cold eyes. It turned out to be Song Chen, the bastard of the Song family. He silently watched everything that happened in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible sneer.

When Wen Xinhou gradually walked away, Song Chen finally couldn't help but snorted in contempt. Then, he turned and left, his steps firm and powerful, as if he had already made up his mind about this chaotic situation.