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"An Nan, what are you doing!" An Chang licked his lips, his expression somewhat unnatural. "Why the sudden sentimentality!"

A slight hint of disappointment flashed in An Nan's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and said stiffly, "Don't bring shame to the An Prince's Mansion!"

An Chang breathed a sigh of relief. "You don't need to tell me that!"

Unable to stand it any longer, Zhao Jinzhong kicked An Chang in the buttocks. "Can't you speak properly?"

An Chang rubbed his bottom and left.

After taking a couple of steps, he didn't forget to turn back and glare at An Nan.

Zhao Jinzhong shook his head and sighed, truly at a loss with these two siblings.

He gently rubbed An Nan's head and said, "That's just how your brother is. Don't worry, he won't bring shame to the Prince An's Mansion."

An Nan nodded slightly, her mood not very good.

Zhou Ruo found the bickering between An Chang and his sister quite amusing, and cheerfully took An Nan's hand, "Let's go take a look!"

An Nan quickly regained her excitement, and the two little girls skipped and hopped downstairs after An Chang.

When the group arrived at their waiting area below the arena, a series of unusual voices suddenly arose from the crowd.

"Who's that? The one standing next to Prince An."

"Is it... Zhao Jinzhong?"

"Hey? Isn't that Young General Zhao Jinzhong?"

"Yes! It's Zhao Jinzhong!"

"Ahhh! Oh my god! It really is Zhao Jinzhong! He's really here to compete!"

"Heaven has not forsaken me. After two years apart, Zhao Jinzhong has grown even more etched in my heart. How can there be such a handsome man in the world!"

"Has he grown taller? Has his voice changed too?"

......

All the beautiful young women were vying for attention, and their gazes all shifted from the arena to Zhao Jinzhong.

An Nan and Zhou Ruo were too short, and their view was quickly blocked by the crowd, preventing them from seeing the match on the stage.

An Nan cleverly found an empty chair nearby and stood on it, thus successfully watching the game.

Zhou Ruo glanced at An Nan, then stretched her neck to look ahead, and then looked at Zhao Jinzhong.

She suddenly felt like a mushroom in the forest, and a sense of loss washed over her.

"Brother, I can't see," she said, tugging at Zhao Jinzhong's clothes with a pitiful expression.

Zhao Jinzhong then noticed that Zhou Ruo's view was blocked. He smiled, bent down, and picked Zhou Ruo up.

With another lift, he got Zhou Ruo sitting directly on his shoulder.

Zhou Ruo's vision suddenly opened up, and she clapped her hands happily, her two little legs shaking joyfully in front of Zhao Jinzhong's shoulders.

"Am I seeing things? Was Zhao Jinzhong just smiling? He actually smiled?"

"My God, Zhao Jinzhong's smile is so gentle! Is this really the same stern-faced young general I've always known?"

When the young ladies from noble families saw Zhao Jinzhong, they disregarded all etiquette and became obsessed with his every move.

Zhou Shangmei, the eldest daughter of the Minister of Personnel, is two years older than Zhao Jinzhong and weighs eighty kilograms.

She was displeased by Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo's actions.

"Who is that little girl? Why is she sitting on Zhao Jinzhong's shoulders? Make her get down, I'll go up!"

......

The people around her fell silent instantly.

On the other side, however, there was a different kind of liveliness, with girls' screams coming from time to time.

An Chang looked closely and saw that it was Wang Mengling holding a stick that she had picked up from somewhere.

If he saw any girl screaming and cheering at Zhao Jinzhong, he would hit her with a stick, just like a large-scale whack-a-mole game.

"Has she gone mad?" An Chang exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Wang Mengling's actions. "How can she possibly act like a proper young lady from a noble family anymore?"

The young ladies from wealthy families who had been beaten were not convinced of their wrongdoing, and they joined forces to push and pull Wang Mengling, causing a chaotic scene.

Later, because the commotion was too loud, the guards from the Ministry of War, who were responsible for maintaining order, went over and stopped it.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" An Chang shook his head and sighed, "Zhao Jinzhong, Zhao Jinzhong, look at what you've done, it's all your fault."

Zhao Jinzhong, however, acted as if nothing was wrong, pretending not to hear or see, focusing only on the situation on stage.

The second round of the competition had just begun when it was An Chang's turn to take the stage.

An Nan couldn't help but want to say another word of encouragement to An Chang.

But thinking of An Chang's cold face, she swallowed back the words she was about to say.

"Brother Anchang, you have to be like a big tiger!"

Zhou Ru sat on Zhao Jinzhong's shoulders to encourage An Chang, and even made a tiger-eating face.

Seeing her adorable appearance, An Chang couldn't help but pinch her little cheeks.

"Ouch, that hurts!" Zhou Ruo cried out in pain.

An Chang then turned to look at An Nan, his expression changing to serious but not cold. "Just watch, I won't bring shame to the Prince's Mansion."

After saying that, he turned around and went on stage.

He couldn't see An Nan's slightly upturned smile after she turned around.

The Crown Prince, who had been watching the match from a private room in the restaurant, smiled when he saw An Chang enter the arena.

"I wonder if An Chang's martial arts skills have improved?"

An Chang has practiced martial arts since childhood. He is intelligent but not very skilled.

Despite this, it didn't diminish An Chang's skill; he was just not as skilled as Zhao Jinzhong.

The Seventh Princess smiled without saying a word. The Crown Prince's words reminded her of the time she played with An Chang when she was a child.

Back in the palace, although the princes and princesses were all young, no one dared to offend the crown prince and always yielded to him.

An Chang, on the other hand, was different. The more the Crown Prince was indulged, the less An Chang would give way to him.

An Chang, who was full of rebellious spirit, repeatedly pinned the Crown Prince down in the mud and beat him severely.

After the incident, Prince An punished the emperor, but the Empress Dowager pleaded for leniency, so the emperor had no choice but to turn a blind eye.

As he grew older, An Chang's martial arts skills improved day by day.

Or perhaps it's his natural talent; he doesn't need to practice too diligently to defeat many people.

Sure enough, An Chang didn't leave the stage once he took the field in the second round, and ultimately won first place in the second round.

An Chang stepped down from the stage and walked up to An Nan, raising his head and asking, "How was it? Did you bring shame to the Prince's Mansion?"

An Nan rarely encountered An Chang speaking to her in such a gentle tone, and felt a little awkward for a moment.

Wanting to praise him but unable to bring herself to say it, An Nan turned to Zhao Jinzhong and said, "Young General, don't go easy on him later!"

"Tch! Do I need him to give way?" An Chang scoffed, but wisely, "Even if he did, I still couldn't beat him!"

"Brother Anchang, you were amazing just now!" Zhou Ruo praised without reservation.

An Chang was secretly pleased, but Zhao Jinzhong was unhappy. "Ruo Ruo, don't praise him. Your brother is better than him!"

Zhou Ruo and An Nan covered their mouths and chuckled upon hearing this, while An Chang pointed at Zhao Jinzhong and shook his head helplessly.

Soon, the competition reached the third round, and Zhao Jinzhong was the sixth player to take the stage.

The atmosphere changed the moment he stepped into the ring.

Cheers and shouts erupted, drums and gongs resounded, and the crowd was bustling with noise.

Since Zhao Jinzhong took office, Zhou Ruo has been sitting on An Chang's shoulder.

Seeing Zhao Jinzhong's dashing and unrestrained movements, Zhou Ruo couldn't help but cheer and jump for joy, thinking that An Changke was in deep trouble.