The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!

His constant attention to Miss Ren wasn't because he liked her, but because of the Ren family's connections. The primary reason was that he wanted to defeat Yuan Yonghao, who overshadowed him in everything.

Miss Ren pointed angrily at Xiao Keyan: "You... you have the nerve! Do you know who I am?"

Xiao Keyan smiled faintly, looking contemptuously at Miss Ren: "Do you know? Anyone who tries to compare status with me always ends up admitting their mistakes to me."

Upon hearing this, Dong Jingyi looked at Miss Ren with some sympathy, while Cao Xingwu frowned.

Yuan Yonghao's beloved was too composed, not only that, the aura around her was quite intimidating.

Whose support was she relying on?

Yuan Yonghao's?

Xiao Keyan was in a good mood today and didn't want to bother with these two, saying blandly: "There are always people above you. Do you really think no one can deal with you? Don't appear in front of me in the future."

"You....."

Miss Ren wanted to retaliate but was held firmly by Cao Xingwu.

Being someone groomed by the Cao family, apart from Yuan Yonghao, he wouldn't easily offend anyone, especially someone who dared to ignore their status and speak boldly.

Xiao Keyan said nothing more, left with Dong Jingyi.

Not long after, Dong Zhenghua came over.

"Ah, you are here! I've been looking for you. Come quickly, the Prince and Princess Consort have arrived."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Keyan's face lit up with joy: "Where are they?"

Dong Zhenghua smiled: "In the main tent."

Xiao Keyan quickly grabbed Dong Jingyi: "Let's go see my father and mother."

Watching the two running off, Dong Zhenghua laughed and shook his head. Seeing Cao Xingwu and Miss Ren not far away, he smiled and nodded before swiftly following them.

Cao Xingwu felt somewhat uneasy inside, and blankly looked at Miss Ren: "What did that lady call the Prince and Princess Consort just now? Did you hear it clearly?"

Miss Ren swallowed: "Seemed like father and mother?"

...

In the main tent of the racetrack, Xiao Yeyang and Daohua sat at the main seat, with General Yuan, Commander Cao, Provincial Governor Ren, and other Xiliang officials and their wives sitting on both sides.

Behind General Yuan and Madam Yuan, Yuan Yonghao looked at Xiao Yeyang with admiration.

He finally saw with his own eyes the Wei Yuan Prince who defeated Xiliao, constructed twelve military towns, and made Xiliang prosperous!

Yuan Yonghao's gaze was so fervent that Xiao Yeyang couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to, and he looked at General Yuan with a smile: "Is this your son?"

The relinquishing of Xiliang matters was partly to fulfill a promise to Yiyi and to reassure the Emperor and Great Grandson, but it didn't mean he was entirely disengaged.

For instance, the selection of Xiliang's general was something he personally selected.

Being chosen naturally meant he valued and recognized the person.

General Yuan: "Indeed, he is my son." Saying that, he quickly signaled Yuan Yonghao to come forward and pay respects.

Yuan Yonghao nervously stepped forward, bowed, and saluted: "Young man greets the Prince and Princess Consort."

Xiao Yeyang surveyed Yuan Yonghao, noting his robust build and courageous demeanor, and nodded approvingly: "Not bad." Then he smiled at General Yuan, "You raised your son well."

General Yuan immediately humbly replied: "The Prince flatters me. My son can't compare to the Little Prince and Young Duke."

Xiao Yeyang laughed: "You are too modest." Then he smiled at Yuan Yonghao, "I see your foundation is solid, your martial arts must be good. If given the chance, spar well with Mexi and Moyi."

Upon hearing this, General Yuan was overjoyed. Whether or not there's a chance to interact with the Little Prince or Young Duke, the Prince's words indicated regard for his son.

The other officials present felt envious, especially Mr. Cao, whose son lost the competition to the Yuan family's boy, missing the chance to show off in front of the Prince.

Yuan Yonghao kept his head down, delighted yet realizing the unlikelihood of sparring with the Little Prince and Young Duke. After the salute, he prepared to return to General Yuan and Madam Yuan, but as he turned, he heard the Wei Yuan Prince exclaim.

"Your pouch is quite unique."

Xiao Yeyang fixed his gaze on the pouch hanging at Yuan Yonghao's waist, feeling a sense of familiarity.

Even Daohua beside him glanced over, her eyelids suddenly twitching.

Yuan Yonghao awkwardly scratched his head, when a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Father, mother!"