Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Concubine Hai's body trembled when she heard the words from Nan Si Qiao's words. Wasn't that the same as insulting her? However, she couldn't fight back against the word at all. After all, she knew that her position was not the same as Nan Si Qiao.

Her action today was merely probing around.

Concubine Hai let out a faint laugh. "Please excuse me, First Madam Feng. My children need me to care for them."

"10 years old are no longer that small." Nan Si Qiao was still smiling as she looked at Concubine Hai. "You must have cared for your children so much to remember them again."

Another insult?

Nan Hua lowered her eyes as she shook her head internally. Nan Si Qiao was one of the few women with high battle power. Trying to fight her in terms of words would be the same as seeking their own doom unless the situation was when Nan Si Qiao was put at utter disadvantages.

Concubine Hai really couldn't find any words to retort. If she did care for her children, why did she leave them alone in the first place?

That was the point that Nan Si Qiao wanted to point across.

Thus, Concubine Hai could only back down unwillingly.

Nan Si Qiao sipped the tea and looked at her son, nephew, and niece. "You don't have to hold back when you're facing an uncouth woman. It's best to put them in their place as fast as possible."

"Mother is wise," Feng Ao Kuai acknowledged and then sipped his tea slowly but surely.

Nan Luo nodded in agreement while Nan Hua hummed softly.

Looking at the reaction of the children, Nan Si Qiao could only smile bitterly. It seemed that in their eyes, it was already a normal thing for her to be able to fend off the women's claim.

Forget it, she would lecture them when she got back later.

At this moment, the children could feel faint chill on their back from Nan Si Qiao's gaze. They knew that their mother (aunt) would definitely not let them off later.

"Cousin Ao Kuai, you're here."

"Kang Xiang." Feng Ao Kuai nodded when he saw his younger cousin. Feng Kang Xiang still had the same cheery smile as he used to be and looked like he wanted to latch himself onto Feng Ao Kuai if it was possible.

Feng Kang Xiang smiled. "I'm happy to see you come here, Brother Ao Kuai."

Hearing his cousin changing his way of addressing, Feng Ao Kuai really wanted to poke the brat's forehead. To think that this little brat had been learning how to suck up on other people from his father at such a young age.

"You're not young anymore. Stop playing around so much," Feng Ao Kuai said faintly.

"I'm not playing around, Brother Ao Kuai." Feng Kang Xiang pursed his lips. "I'm asking my father to allow me to follow you to the battlefield, but he didn't agree."

Feng Ao Kuai was not surprised. Feng Kang Xiang's father is Feng Qian Kun, who was an official. He would certainly object if Feng Kang Xiang asked to become a commander rather than an official like him.

After all, Feng Kang Xiang was Feng Qian Kun's first son and also the son from his main wife.

In other words, he was the successor.

"How did you negotiate with him?" Feng Ao Kuai asked.

"I told him that my brother can be the official instead, but he didn't agree." Feng Kang Xiang sighed. "My result so far is a bit subpar, so I'm thinking of trying my luck at the battlefield instead. Is it really not possible?"

"It's not impossible." Feng Ao Kuai tilted his head. From what he knew, Feng Qian Kun was a person who liked his reputation the most. If Feng Kang Xiang could show that he was talented in martial arts, it was not impossible for him to convince Feng Qian Kun.

After all, Feng Kang Xiang had one blood related brother who was also the main child and not the child of the concubines.

"Really? Can you tell me how, Brother Ao Kuai?" Feng Kang Xiang was excited.

Feng Ao Kuai chuckled. "Prove it."

Two words.

But it was enough for Feng Kang Xiang. As someone with slightly higher intelligence than the rest, he was also one of the few children in the Feng Family who could understand Feng Ao Kuai's limited words.

Feng Kang Xiang nodded his head then happily ran back to his mother.

As the food was served, Nan Luo looked at Feng Ao Kuai strangely. "Do you think he'll be able to grasp what you want him to do?"

"Even if the method might not be the same, the intention should be the same." Feng Ao Kuai was not that worried about his cousin. Besides, he was not that close with Feng Kang Xiang to the point of providing food into the brat's mouth.

Nan Luo thought for a moment then nodded.

"If it's Brother Ao Si, I'll be very worried."

"…Indeed."

If only Feng Ao Si was not his older brother, Feng Ao Kuai would never want to be associated with someone like that. He felt that his lifespan was greatly reduced whenever he was talking with Feng Ao Si.

Prang!

The sound of a glass breaking attracted their attention. All this time, they were all busy having small talk with one another. But that one sound put their entire attention to one direction.

"Grandfather, I don't agree." The female voice rang out.

Nan Hua raised her head naturally. Her clear pitch black eyes were watching the young girl who was not much older than her stood in front of the aged man.

The show had begun.

Feng Mo Yue looked at her grandfather and Madam Lu, whom she had to address as 'Mother' with heated gaze.

Madam Lu looked at the young girl. "What are you talking, Mo Yue? This is not the place for you to step in."

"It's about my marriage. Why can't I give my opinion?" Feng Mo Yue's voice quivered, either in anger or fear.