When the old marquis saw Feng Yuanchen like this, he knew that he didn't want to take risks, but Zhiyao had to go.

Thinking of this, the old marquis's face showed a resolute expression.

"It's still according to the original plan, you escort Zichu back to Xichu, and after you send it, you and Zhiyao will go to the Wu Clan." The old marquis said.

"Yes." Feng Yuanchen nodded respectfully, and then withdrew.

As soon as Feng Yuanchen left on his front foot, the old marquis immediately summoned his two grandsons.

"Grandpa, what are you looking for us?" Sheng Hanmo came in and asked.

The old marquis didn't speak, just motioned for Sheng Hanmo to sit down, and then showed them the letter on the table.

After reading the letter, Sheng Hanmo frowned and asked, "What does this letter mean?"

The old marquis glanced at him: "It is related to the Wu Clan, so in addition to Han Mo, I hope that Han Cheng and Han Gu can accompany Zhi Yao to the Wu Clan."

Listening to the old marquis's words, Sheng Han was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "No! I can't go far away."

"What?"

"Grandpa, Zhiyao is already injured, and let her run around, the second and third brothers can go."

The old marquis was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then said, "I know that you are worried about your sister, but they are still far worse than Zhi Yao compared to their minds, not to mention that I always feel that distance is the key to this matter."

After listening to the old marquis's words, Sheng Hanmo still wanted to refuse.

The old marquis preemptively said, "Han Mo, I don't care what you think, I just tell you, this matter must be kept away, and you can participate in the Spring Festival after the New Year with peace of mind."

After listening to the old marquis's words, Sheng Hanmo's face changed a few times, and finally compromised: "Okay, since grandpa has already decided, then we have to do it."

"Well, it's all a family, how could I be willing to let Zhiyao get hurt, she is my own granddaughter." The old marquis nodded, "This time, you follow the team escorting Zichu to the Wu Clan, remember, there is no danger in letting it go, do you understand?"

"Understood!"

"Well, you will leave after the queen's birthday, remember, no matter what, everything is protected for your sister."

"We understand."

"Okay, let's go, Yuanchen will inform Hancheng, and Hangu will arrange everything for the store and leave it to your mother." The old marquis waved his hand.

Sheng Han Mo and Sheng Han Gu retreated.

After they left, the old marquis asked Sheng Zhengye to come in.

"Father." Sheng Zhengye stood next to the old marquis.

"Well, if you want to do it, do it! Don't worry about what I think, after all, I can't command you anymore."

Hearing the old marquis say this, Sheng Zhengye was a little surprised, and hurriedly said, "Father, where are these words, you are my father, how good you have been to me for so many years, how can I forget, how dare I not follow your orders."

Listening to Sheng Zhengye's words, the old marquis nodded slightly: "Alas, don't blame your father for blocking your career, it is true that the position of prime minister is not easy to do, and if it is good, it will not be our Sheng family's turn."

"I understand." Sheng Zhengye nodded, "Father, don't worry, I know in my heart, no matter how bad I am, I can't lose the face of my Sheng family."

Listening to Sheng Zhengye's words, the old marquis smiled: "Zhengye, face is not the most important thing, the important thing is that the family is healthy and safe."

"Got it."

"Then you go back and get ready!" The old marquis looked at him, "Tomorrow morning, I want to see your reputation among the ministers."

"I see." Sheng Zhengye said and turned to leave.

After he left, the old marquis finally relaxed.

He raised his hand to touch his nose and smiled helplessly.

After Feng Yuanchen left Qingliu Courtyard, he returned to Sheng Zhiyao's courtyard, and at this time, Sheng Hancheng also came back, and the two met on the corridor.

"You're back? What do you think? Did Jiang Shaolan catch it?" Feng Yuanchen stepped forward and asked.

Sheng Hancheng sighed, then shook his head, "No." Then said with some concern

said, "I don't know if she'll come to trouble Zhiyao."

Listening to Sheng Hancheng's words, Feng Yuanchen frowned and said, "She doesn't know martial arts, and she won't go out these days, as long as she doesn't leave the Hou Mansion, there shouldn't be any danger."

Sheng Hancheng nodded, but he was still a little relieved.

For some reason, since he knew that Jiang Shaolan had escaped, he felt a little uneasy, and always felt that Jiang Shaolan would be unfavorable to Sheng Zhiyao.

"I'm far away, you go and rest first!" Feng Yuanchen patted Sheng Hancheng's shoulder and said.

"Okay, you take good care of my sister for me, in fact, I am also to blame this time, if I were a little more careful, I wouldn't let Zhiyao get hurt."

"Okay, don't think about it, get some sleep first, Zhiyao won't blame you." Feng Yuanchen smiled, and then walked towards Sheng Zhiyao's house.

The room was dark, Feng Yuanchen thought Sheng Zhiyao was asleep, and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a "squeak" sound.

"Zhiyao, didn't you sleep?" Feng Yuanchen hurriedly opened the door and walked in.

"Yuanchen." Hearing the voice, Sheng Zhiyao sat on the bed and shouted, "Why are you here? Didn't you go to rest?"

Seeing that Sheng Zhiyao hadn't slept, Feng Yuanchen hurriedly walked over, "What are you doing here? Stealing snacks?"

Sheng Zhiyao rolled her eyes: "What! I just opened it, ate a slice, and you came in."

Listening to Sheng Zhiyao's words, Feng Yuanchen shook his head with a smile: "Haven't you eaten enough?"

Sheng Zhiyao pursed her lips, a little aggrieved: "No."

"I'm not full, you say! Mei Lan Zhuju is next door, why don't you ask them to get you something to eat." Feng Yuanchen said as he walked over.

Sheng Zhiyao hurriedly stopped: "Don't! No, I just want to eat potato chips."

"Then you're not hungry, you're hungry!" Feng Yuanchen raised his eyebrows.

Sheng Zhiyao hurriedly said, "No!"

"Really?" Feng Yuanchen raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "You still eat this kind of thing so late."

Sheng Zhiyao glared at him and said angrily, "Yes! Yes! I still want to drink Coke! Get it for me."

Looking at Sheng Zhiyao's pitiful appearance, Feng Yuanchen couldn't help laughing: "Okay! All right! I'll go get it."

As he spoke, he walked over to the snack cabinet and walked back with a hall of Coke.

Sheng Zhiyao took the Coke, poured half a can of Coke, and then handed the rest to Feng Yuanchen: "I can't drink it, you can help me drink the rest."

"Okay, okay, it's all up to you." Feng Yuanchen pinched Sheng Zhiyao's face dotingly, "But don't drink so fast in the future."

"Got it! Long-winded!" Sheng Zhiyao muttered.

Feng Yuanchen smiled: "You, I really can't help you." After saying that, he put Coke on the table, "Sleepy?"

"I'm not sleepy, I've slept all day, and I'm in good spirits now." Sheng Zhiyao shook his head, "Yuanchen, do you have something to do tomorrow?"

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