Nalan

In a classical courtyard, a clear stream meandered through lush flowers and trees, presenting a scene of natural freshness.

Amidst this beautiful scenery, a small figure stood in a horse stance.

Beads of sweat rolled down his small face, making the teenage maid standing nearby feel incredibly anxious.

She wanted to speak up, but remembering her young master's previous instructions, Qing'er had to hold back.

Looking at the sandalwood incense stick before her, which had less than a quarter remaining, Qing'er wished she could step forward and blow on it to make it burn faster.

Finally, after another two quarters of an hour, the flame on the incense burned out and fell away with a gust of wind.

Qing'er hurried to her young master's side and said urgently, "Young Master, the time is up, please stop now!"

The small body, which had already been struggling to hold on, could no longer maintain the stance after hearing Qing'er's words and began to sway.

Qing'er rushed over and reached out to pull her young master into her arms.

Seeing the small body soaked through with sweat, Qing'er felt a mix of anger and pity.

"Young Master, you are only five years old. If you keep training like this, you will ruin your body!"

A five-year-old child holding a horse stance for two hours at a time—it sounded absolutely insane!

"Hehe, Qing'er. Don't you know your young master's capabilities by now? It's just a horse stance, it's nothing!"

Looking at the little guy still spouting nonsense in her arms, Qing'er was so angry she couldn't help but laugh.

"You're just bragging. Look at you now; if the Young Mistress saw this, there's no telling how heartbroken she would be. Then Qing'er would be the one getting punished again!"

As the eldest grandson of the Nalan Family and the future sole heir, this little young master was the apple of the entire family's eye.

Not to mention the patriarch and the young patriarch, even the Young Mistress—Nalan Chenfeng's mother—could be described as doting on her first child to an extreme degree.

She had been specifically assigned by the Young Mistress to attend to the young master's daily needs, and the last time the young master had started his cultivation, he had actually exhausted himself.

The Young Mistress, who was pregnant and inconvenient to move, had come over personally to give the young master a stern lecture. Naturally, she, the personal maid, hadn't escaped unscathed either.

If it hadn't been for the young master pleading on her behalf, she likely wouldn't have escaped a lashing!

Li Chenfeng, lying against the maid Qing'er, didn't want to move a muscle; his entire body felt incredibly sore.

"Then we just won't let Mother know, right?"

Lazily saying this, Li Chenfeng shifted his body, and feeling that he had recovered enough to move, he slowly stood up.

Qing'er continued to support him cautiously; this wasn't the first time this had happened.

"Qing'er, where is my mother right now?"

"Replying to Young Master, at this hour, it is almost time for breakfast. I imagine the Young Mistress is already waiting in the Side Hall."

"Hmm, alright."

Li Chenfeng smacked his lips and said, "Starting morning training so early, I really am hungry. Let's hurry to the Side Hall to pay our respects to Mother!"

Qing'er covered her mouth to hide a giggle. Looking at her young master, he didn't look like he was going to pay respects to his mother at all; he looked more like a starving glutton.

Walking along the bluestone path in the courtyard, Nalan Chenfeng, or rather Li Chenfeng, felt a thousand emotions in his heart.

He had merely been reviewing a classic and reflecting on it, yet he had woken up in another world, becoming a person who shouldn't have existed!

When he had relived the experience of being born, Li Chenfeng—or rather, when he was still known as Li Chenfeng—finally understood what it felt like to be born as an infant.

At the time, he had just assumed he had been reincarnated, feeling complex and indescribable emotions about his mysterious death in his previous life and his new beginning.

But when he heard an elderly man who looked naturally imposing name him Nalan Chenfeng, and laugh heartily about how the Nalan Family finally had a successor, a terrifying thought had taken root in his mind.

When he finally heard his father, who was only in his twenties, mention the Jia Ma Empire and the three great families of the Imperial Capital, Li Chenfeng was finally stunned.

He had actually become the grandson of Nalan Jie, the patriarch of the Nalan Family—one of the three great families of the Jia Ma Empire—and his father's name was Nalan Su!

Damn it!

At that moment, Li Chenfeng wanted to raise a finger to the heavens and shout an expletive, but unfortunately, as an infant, he could only extend his soft, pink hand and make some unintelligible sounds.

To others, this just looked like a child wanting to be held!

Nalan Su, who was teasing his son at the time, saw his son acting so obediently and wanting to be held, and was overjoyed. He picked up Li Chenfeng and kissed him repeatedly, making Li Chenfeng want to die!

As time passed, Li Chenfeng's body continued to grow.

But as a child with nothing to do all day, Li Chenfeng spent his time constantly contemplating his life.

Although he had been at a loss when he first arrived in this world, as time went on, Li Chenfeng had accepted the fact that he had transmigrated or been reincarnated.

It was just that his status in this world was a bit problematic.

"Since I've come to the Battle Qi Continent, why couldn't I have been reborn into one of the Ancient Eight Clans!"

Li Chenfeng had complained in his heart more than once.

Look at others—some were Soul Clan emperors, some were young masters of the Ancient Clan—and he had ended up in the Nalan Family... it was simply tragic!

However, things being as they were, he eventually came to terms with it. In the world of Battle Through the Heavens, the Ancient Eight Clans didn't exactly have great endings; in the end, except for the Ancient Clan, they were all wiped out by the Soul Clan.

At that time, his small frame would likely have been cannon fodder anyway, so having the status of an ordinary person wasn't so bad.

It was just that his current family was in a rather awkward position.

Since his father was Nalan Su and his grandfather was Nalan Jie, that meant he would eventually have a younger sister named Nalan Yanran.

Nalan Yanran's status was far from simple; in the book Battle Through the Heavens, she was considered a very important and prominent character.

She was the female lead who had brought about the legendary quote from the Flame Emperor Xiao Yan: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; don't you dare bully the young because they are poor!"

Because of this, the Nalan Clan had remained in a very awkward position throughout the entire story of Battle Through the Heavens.

As Xiao Yan's status grew higher, the Nalan Clan was mocked even more, and the ending of Nalan Yanran, the protagonist of that incident, truly left many people sighing in regret.

However, during his first four years of life, Li Chenfeng had thought that he, a small butterfly, had finally brought change to this world. The Nalan Clan had no Nalan Yanran, and this state of affairs had persisted for four years.

Therefore, Li Chenfeng had once believed that the trajectory of this world had changed and that his Nalan Family would no longer engage in something as unethical as arranging a child marriage.

After all, Nalan Jie only had him as a grandson, and the Xiao Family patriarch, Xiao Lin, currently only had two grandsons. If they could still arrange a marriage under these circumstances, Li Chenfeng would kill himself for them to see!

But when Li Chenfeng reached his fifth birthday, his father joyfully announced to everyone that his mother was pregnant again. While the entire Nalan Family erupted in celebration, only little Li Chenfeng stood there with a face ashen gray.