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However, Jiang Yuyue checked repeatedly but found nothing unusual. Although she was somewhat annoyed that she had gotten drunk in front of Song Jinglan last night, she could only wash up and then brace herself to go downstairs.

"Young Master He is awake?"

Song Jinglan sat leisurely at the table, which was already full of food. "Now that you're awake, eat quickly. We still have to continue our journey later."

Jiang Yuyue's expression was somewhat subtle. Seeing that the man addressed her as usual, she forced a slight smile and sat down opposite him.

"Young Master He should eat more to replenish his energy."

Song Jinglan placed a piece of food into her bowl and said with a half-smile, "I really didn't expect Young Master He to be so slender. If I didn't know, I would probably think that Young Master He is a woman."

"It must be due to overwork in Shuozhou these days. I need to take good care of myself now."

Slender figure?

Jiang Yuyue tightened her grip on the chopsticks, feeling even more uneasy about the unknown events of last night. Seeing that this person was speaking in riddles to her, she decided to take the initiative and start the conversation herself.

"Thank you for your concern, General. However, yesterday I... unfortunately got carried away with the wine and drank myself into a stupor. I don't know if I did anything impolite?"

Jiang Yuyue cautiously probed, "If there is, please don't take offense, General."

"There was nothing impolite about it."

Song Jinglan said calmly, "It's just that after Young Master He got drunk, he acted like a young lady in every way. Last night, he was so drunk that he refused to go upstairs and insisted on hugging my neck and asking me to carry him back to his room."

"I really couldn't refuse you, so I reluctantly brought you to your room to rest. Although it was just a small favor, the guests in the inn have laughed at us. How will you compensate me, Young Master He?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Feili, who was quietly eating, choked and coughed until her face turned red. She kept waving her hands at the two of them.

"Ahem... You guys talk, don't mind me."

Jiang Yuyue's expression was also extremely strange. She had no clue about what happened last night and really didn't know whether Song Jinglan was telling the truth or just making things up.

The thought of this made her hangover headache even worse, and she vowed that she would never drink recklessly again.

The meal ended hastily. Jiang Yuyue was distracted while eating, thinking about what happened the night before. Seeing that she was in a bad state, Song Jinglan suggested that they rest for another half day before setting off. Jiang Yuyue was still recovering from her hangover, so she did not refuse and went back to her room to sleep after the meal.

When she awoke again, it was already deep into the night.

After sleeping for so long, the discomfort finally subsided. After getting up, Jiang Yuyue went to the next room and searched for the three people, but couldn't find them, which startled her.

Could it be that Song Jinglan ran away with Mo'er?!

As this thought crossed her mind, Jiang Yuyue felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly went downstairs, grabbed a waiter, and hurriedly asked, "Young man, have you seen the two men and the child who checked in with me yesterday? Have they left?"

Jiang Yuyue's urgent tone startled the waiter, but because of their outstanding appearance, he immediately realized who Jiang Yuyue was referring to.

"Oh, you mean those gentlemen, sir? They haven't left. I just saw them in the courtyard!"

Inside the courtyard?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuyue didn't have time to thank him and hurriedly ran out of the courtyard. But as soon as she stepped out, the scene in front of her made her pause in surprise.

Moonlight filtered through layers of leaves, casting dappled shadows that revealed two figures, one tall and one short.

Song Jinglan held a withered branch in his hand and was demonstrating his moves to the little man beside him. Although what he held in his hand was just an ordinary withered branch, it was like a peerless sword in his hands. Every move was exceptionally clean and neat, and the sharp sword wind stirred up a wave.

Meanwhile, Jiang Qimo, holding a withered branch, was imitating Song Jinglan's moves like a cat trying to draw a tiger. Although his movements were still somewhat immature, he had learned Song Jinglan's posture to a certain extent.

Despite the pleasing sight before her, Jiang Yuyue's expression suddenly darkened.

"Jiang! Da! Zhuang!"

A sudden shout made Jiang Qimo pause. He turned around and saw that it was his mother. Remembering her earlier instructions, he quickly threw down the branch he was holding and ran towards her with his short legs.

"father……"

Jiang Qimo realized he had made a mistake and called out timidly, while Jiang Yuyue shielded him behind her and looked at Song Jinglan with a cold and hard tone.

"What is the general doing?"

When Song Jinglan saw that Jiang Yuyue had interrupted his time with the child as soon as she came out, he was slightly displeased. "Isn't it obvious? This general is teaching Dazhuang martial arts."

"Dazhuang is still young, he doesn't need to learn these things yet."

Jiang Yuyue said coldly, "Even if we were to teach, I, as the father, would do it. There's really no need to rely on others."

"Why is Young Master He so angry?"

Seeing her like this, Song Jinglan glanced at her and said, "I just had some free time today, so I taught her a couple of moves."

Jiang Yuyue realized that her reaction was a little excessive, so she softened her tone a bit, "It's getting late, let's hurry on our way."

After saying this, Jiang Yuyue took Jiang Qimo's hand and walked directly to the carriage outside the courtyard.

"father……"

After getting into the carriage, Jiang Qimo spoke cautiously again, "Mo'er didn't mean it..."

Jiang Yuyue took a deep breath. Thinking about the scene just now, she felt a surge of anger. She patiently lowered her voice and said, "Mo'er, didn't your father tell you before that you shouldn't talk to that person? Why didn't you listen?"

"But Mo'er feels that person doesn't seem like a bad person."

Jiang Qimo's words carried a hint of seriousness as he observed Jiang Yuyue's expression, "Today he taught Mo'er to recognize characters and also taught her swordsmanship..."

"He was faking it all."

Jiang Yuyue could only threaten again, "He's a heartless bastard. He's only being nice to you now to gain Mo'er's trust. Once you lower your guard, he'll show his true colors, and then it will be too late for Mo'er to run away!"

Despite her words, Jiang Qimo still looked hesitant. Seeing this, Jiang Yuyue could only sigh earnestly, "Mo'er, do you want to separate from your mother?"