Here's the English translation of Chapter 5720:
Chapter 5720: Extra - Fu San, The Peerless Youngster Chapter: Staying Together
Fu San held his son with one hand and his wife with the other, strolling leisurely down Changle South Street.
They were going to the Sacred Domain for training in two days.
Actually, they had almost finished purchasing everything they needed these past few days.
There wasn't much to bring anyway; Qiao Qiao's star domain had everything. Whatever they bought was probably just a symbolic preparation before a long journey.
Wushuang, on the other hand, was quite interested in shopping. She looked left and right, and whenever she saw something nice, she couldn't help but want to buy it.
Fu Yun, the little one, lay on his father's shoulder, his large, dark eyes following his mother's aimless gaze.
"Yesterday, Big Brother taught me two moves. They're really powerful. I tried them on Little Ba, and Little Ba was immediately pounded into the river by me."
His father silently twitched the corner of his mouth.
Little Ba was a recently acquired defensive giant turtle, tough-skinned and capable of taking a beating.
"Daddy, are we going back to the Changning Marquisate tomorrow? Then I can try it out on Fu Chong and the others!"
"You'd better not," his father said helplessly. "Those kids, Fu Chong and the others, now dodge you when they see you. Don't you realize that?"
"Why do they dodge me?" Little Fu Yun truly had no idea.
He puffed out his small mouth, displeased. "Big Brother said that progress only comes from sparring. Staying cooped up at home all day won't lead to great achievements."
Princess Wushuang had bought two candied hawthorn skewers by now, giving one to her son and eating one herself.
Hearing his words, she couldn't help but smile. "Little Tuanzi is right. Children should go out and train; that's how they grow."
Fu San sighed, then continued strolling with his son and wife. "Every time we go back to Changning Marquisate, there's always some messy business. If you don't want to go back, then we won't."
"Heh, how can we not go back? If we don't, your stepmother will probably start complaining again, saying we're unfilial."
Little Fu Yun bit into his candied hawthorn skewer indignantly. "I don't like that woman. When she smiles at me, it feels so fake. No one in the Changning Marquisate, from top to bottom, can catch my eye."
Wushuang chuckled, raising a hand to rub her son's small head. "Who can catch your eye?"
"My Big Brother," Fu Yun said with an expression of adoration. "My Big Brother will definitely be the most powerful person in the world someday."
His Big Brother was only two years older than him, yet his cultivation had already reached its peak. He truly was remarkably powerful.
Fu San couldn't help but sigh. "Son, you can't use Little Tuanzi as a standard for everything."
Little Tuanzi was truly a one-of-a-kind child in the whole world. If you use him as a standard for everything, then ninety-nine percent of everyone else won't even register in your eyes.
Fu Yun nodded. "Big Brother said the same thing."
He was already trying very hard to improve, trying not to use Big Brother as a measuring stick for everything.
But there was nothing he could do; the habit formed over a long time was hard to change.
The next day, Wushuang's family of three returned to the Changning Marquisate.
Since their marriage, they had been living in the Grand General's Residence, a first-rank official residence bestowed by His Majesty.
They returned home once every two or three months, sending gifts during festivals as a formality. Their relationship with the Changning Marquisate was basically just that: not too close, not too distant.
Princess Wushuang's noble status meant she naturally didn't need to serve tea or bow to Madame Bao, the stepmother of Changning Marquisate.
Madame Bao wanted to control her, but she couldn't.
These years, they had maintained an indifferent relationship. Since the Crown Prince ascended the throne as Emperor, Fu San and Wushuang had become the new Emperor's right-hand figures.
It became even more impossible for Madame Bao to control them.
Now that the political winds had completely shifted, when the people in the residence saw Young Master San and the Princess return, they all fawned over them and dared not slight them.
Even the Changning Marquis, who used to greet this son and daughter-in-law with scowls, now met them with smiles, no longer daring to glare at Fu San with red eyebrows and green eyes as he did before.
Madame Bao watched her stepson thriving, her heart itching with hatred, yet she felt utterly helpless.
She wanted them to come back every few days to receive a lecture, but every time they returned, it was always she who almost died of anger.
Young Master San returned to Changning Marquisate and took his wife and son to his own courtyard.
His courtyard in Changning Marquisate wasn't very large, incomparable to Madame Bao's beloved son, Fu Si.
However, they didn't return often, and this courtyard was sufficient for a two or three-day stay.
Little Fu Yun couldn't sit still. After entering the room, he immediately rolled on the bed, calling out, "Mommy, Mommy, can I go out and play with Little Hei?"
"No," Princess Wushuang said helplessly. "We're only staying here for two days. The day after tomorrow, we'll depart for the Sacred Domain. You can play as much as you want then."
"But these two days at Changning Marquisate, you must be well-behaved, do you understand?"
"Oh," Little Fu Yun pouted, a bit unhappy.
In the Imperial Palace, he was a little tyrant. When he got into trouble with Big Brother Tuanzi, Big Brother was always there to cover for him.
But every time he entered Changning Marquisate, his mother would make him cautious, forbidding this and that.
He hated Changning Marquisate the most and wished he would never have to come back in his life.
When he did come back and saw those older brothers who put on airs, he always wanted to hit them...
"Princess," a maid entered, her expression somewhat indescribable.
Wushuang saw her expression and immediately understood. "Is it Aunt Bao who's here?"
"Yes, Princess."
Princess Wushuang couldn't help but want to sigh.
This Aunt Bao would always grab her hand and weep every time she saw her.
She didn't know what to say.
Last time, Qiao Qiao even laughed at her: "Why do you bother with that person? They're mentally unstable. If you bother with them, you'll just get entangled."
The Princess now felt immense regret.
It was because she had helped Aunt Bao once last time that she brought such enormous trouble upon herself.
Bao Cuiping entered, sobbing. First, she didn't hold back her disdain, looking around the room. When she found only Wushuang present, she rushed over crying and prostrated herself at her feet.
"Princess, Princess, you must save me this time! I truly have no way to live in this Changning Marquisate!"
Wushuang couldn't help but reach up and press her forehead.
The woman before her was none other than Miss Bao, the beloved cousin of Young Master Fu Si.
However, in just three short years, this cousin had become so weathered and aged that no one would even glance at her if she were thrown on the street.
She wore a simple bun, with a few white hairs at her forehead, and her face looked even older than when she had seen her three months prior.
This was Young Master Fu Si, who had constantly declared his unwavering true feelings and lifelong devotion to Miss Bao.
On the second day of their marriage, Miss Bao angered her aunt during the tea ceremony and was demoted to second wife, becoming a co-wife of Young Master Fu Si.
In reality, her aunt simply found an excuse to directly strip Miss Bao of her status as legitimate wife.