The general's eldest daughter has a spatial ability

Upon hearing Feng Ruyan's words, Feng Xian chuckled and said, "Smell the scent of that beaded string in your hand. Doesn't it smell similar to the scent you smelled today?"

Upon hearing Feng Xian's words, Feng Ruyan smelled the scent of her bracelet and was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

After a long pause, he finally spoke: "Master Uncle is really rich!"

He added, "They are definitely richer than my family, otherwise I wouldn't have only received such a small bracelet, while my senior uncle used agarwood to make the carriage!"

Upon hearing Feng Wuyuan's words, Feng Xian gave him a sharp rap on the forehead: "How dare you talk like that? That string of beads on your wrist was blessed by a high-ranking monk at your mother's request; it's said to bring peace and safety. You can't buy it even if you have money."

Besides, your father wants to build you a carriage made of sandalwood. Do you want it? A carriage made of sandalwood is not suitable for a young girl.

Good things need to be suitable. Your eldest uncle is reserved and composed, and comes from a prominent family. This isn't about money at all.

Feng Ruyan nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite, after hearing Feng Xian's words. She lifted the curtain of the carriage and glanced at the sandalwood carriage behind her. Then she lowered the curtain, looked at the beaded string in her hand, and sighed, "I still think my senior uncle is too rich."

Hongxiao looked at her husband's face after hearing Feng Ruyan's words, and almost burst out laughing.

Feng Xian looked at Feng Ruyan and said through gritted teeth, "If you like it, I'll give you a set of agarwood furniture after you get married!"

After listening to Feng Xian's words, Feng Ruyan imagined her own room, furnished entirely with dark-colored furniture.

She hurriedly shook her head: "Father, Yan'er is wrong. No matter how good that thing is, you said it depends on whether it suits you or not. Yan'er is only suitable for wearing small beads. I like bright colors, but I'm not suitable for sandalwood furniture."

"Father, Yan'er was wrong. Although Grand Master Uncle is wealthy, my father isn't bad either; he's at least the richest man in Nan'an City. We're not the richest, but we're certainly not the poorest."

Feng Xian snorted after hearing Feng Ruyan's words: "That's more like it!"

Upon hearing Feng Xian's words, Feng Ruyan plopped down next to him, hugged his arm, and said coquettishly, "Yes! Yes! Yes! No matter whether Daddy has money or not, in my eyes, Daddy is the best daddy."

Hongxiao then laughed and said, "You little ungrateful thing, just because of a sandalwood carriage, you belittle your father to nothing. Over the years, everything you've eaten and used has been the best. Even the Duke's mansion might not be able to compare."

You are my and your father's first and only child. From the moment you were born, people said that daughters should be pampered so that they wouldn't be deceived by sweet talk and money from men when they grew up. So everything your father and I have given you over the years has been of the highest quality.

After being bombarded by her parents, Feng Ruyan could only clasp her hands together and beg for mercy: "Oh, Dad, Mom, I was just joking. Even if you're not the richest man in Nan'an City, no matter if you have money or not, in my heart you're the best dad. Some things money can't buy!"

I still have all the toys my dad made for me when I was little. When I get married, I want to tell my children that these were made by their maternal grandfather for their mother, and that money can't buy them—they're overflowing with fatherly love!

Hearing Feng Ruyan's words, Feng Xian and his wife felt as sweet as if they had drunk honey. After about fifteen minutes, the carriage arrived at the gate of the Feng residence. The driver stopped the carriage, got out, and put down the stool: "Master, Madam, Miss, we've arrived home!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Xian lifted the carriage curtain, got off the carriage, turned around, and reached out to help Hongxiao get off. Hongxiao held Feng Xian's hand with one hand and slowly got off the carriage. After Hongxiao got off the carriage, Feng Xian was about to turn around to help Feng Ruyan.

A man leading a child was seen approaching their carriage. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed to be Ding Ziqing, Feng Ruyan's fiancé.

Ding Ziqing approached the carriage and bowed to Hongxiao, Feng Xian, and Hongxiu: "Your son-in-law greets your father-in-law and mother-in-law. I hope you are well."

Hongxiao quickly said, "Son-in-law, no need for formalities! Did you come to our residence today on important business? Why did you arrive so early?"

Before Ding Ziqing could answer, Feng Xian said casually, "You're here so early. You didn't go home again last night, were you hiding on some wall?"

Upon hearing Feng Xian's words, Ding Ziqing blushed and was about to explain when he saw his father-in-law being pinched on the arm by his mother-in-law.

Then everyone saw the risk happening in public and jumped up with a scream.

Then, clutching his arm, he looked at Hongxiao with a pitiful expression: "My lady, I was just asking. Besides, this boy has done it before. Why are you pinching me so hard? I'm so heartbroken that you're pinching me for an outsider!"

After helping Feng Ruyan down from the carriage, Ding Ziqing came to Feng Xian and said, "Father-in-law, it was my fault! I was thinking of seeing my junior uncle off from afar today."

I hadn't expected to arrive so early, and before I even entered, the gatekeeper told me you had all gone out. I assumed you had gone to see my junior uncle off, so I waited for you at the main gate. It wasn't that you didn't return last night; I hope my father-in-law can understand.

Feng Xian clutched his arm and glared at Ding Ziqing: "It's all your fault. That's why Madam was so harsh on me. Why don't you let me twist it back?"

Ding Ziqing was taken aback by Feng Xian's words, then smiled and stretched out his arm in front of Feng Xian: "As long as my father-in-law calms down, it's not impossible!"

Feng Xian had just removed his hand from his arm when two female voices rang out:

Feng Ruyan: "Dad, you're not allowed to bully him."

Hongxiao: "Feng Xian, have you gone too far? You dare?"

Hearing what Hongxiao and her daughter said, Feng Xian sighed: "I just thought it didn't hurt anymore, so I put my hand down. I didn't really mean to pinch him. I've always heard that a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl. She's not even married yet, and she's already protecting her future husband. What an ingrate!"

And my dear wife, although a mother-in-law may grow to like her son-in-law more and more, it shouldn't surpass her liking for her own husband, right? After all, where will they go to eat good food and have fun in the future? They won't take you with them. You and I are the closest people to each other. You mustn't bully me for anyone else in the future, or I'll be heartbroken.”

Both mother and daughter blushed upon hearing Feng Xian's words. Hongxiao said, "As long as you don't make trouble or say things you shouldn't, you will naturally be my dear husband."

Feng Ruyan also smiled and said, "Father, although it is said that a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl, it doesn't mean that a daughter will never come back after marrying into the Marquis's mansion. People also say that a son-in-law is like half a son. Isn't this equivalent to bringing half a son to you?"

Just as they were talking, Zhuge Qingyi and Wang Zixuan got off the carriage and headed towards the entrance!