Going out of Jingxin Yuan, Mu Yunjin leisurely followed Chu Li. Master Huai Yuan furrowed his eyebrows and gave a bow of etiquette to Mu Yunjin.
"It was this old man's poor teaching and discipline that let Liu Huangzifei be startled."
"It's all right. The misunderstanding is solved."
Mu Yunjin raised her eyebrows and sighed when she recalled the scene just now in Jingxin Yuan. Master Huai Yuan nodded and stopped talking. When they reached the temple gate, Chu Li stopped and looked at Master Huai Yuan.
"Ben Huangzi will go back to the fu first. Asking Master to take care of the task that had been entrusted to you today."
"Certainly, Your Highness and this old man have been acquainted with each other for many years. This request will naturally be met by this old man for the Liu Huangzi."
Master Huaiyuan replied.
Chu Li hmmed and then walked slowly towards the temple gate.
……….
On the carriage, returning back, Mu Yunjin did as she had when she came, she laid beside the window and looked out of the carriage. Chu Li glanced at Mu Yunjin and saw her looking out of the window. Her fingers tapped the edge of the window from time to time. He couldn't help the corners of his lips to give a faint smile and shake his head helplessly.
Back in the Fu, the two people returned to Glass Spring Pavilion together. When Mu Yunjin was just about to return to her room, Chu Li stopped her.
"En?"
Mu Yunjin looked back at Chu Li. Chu Li extended his hand to Mu Yunjin and looked at her insipidly.
"Give the Xuan Ling Sutra to ben huangzi for safekeeping."
"..…."
Mu Yunjin raised an eyebrow and stood still for a moment.
"Why?"
"Those two people already know your identity. It's not good for you to put the Xuan Ling Sutra in your place."
Chu Li indifferently replied. Mu Yunjin pursed her lips when she heard his words.
"It's all right. I have the ability to keep it safe myself."
"Are you sure?"
Chu Li gave a long look at Mu Yunjin. Mu Yunjin was somewhat intimidated by this sight. After thinking for a moment, she nodded her head.
"I'm sure."
"En."
Chu Li nodded and then went to the opposite room. When Chu Li entered the door, Mu Yunjin pursed her lips and smiled before walking into the room.
As soon as she entered the room, Mu Yunjin went to the cabinet, groped for the secret space in the cabinet, when she touched the book, Mu Yunjin took it out. She looked at the hot potato with complicated eyes.
After a few moments of silence, Mu Yunjin's mind has formulated a plan. Putting down the Sutra, Mu Yunjin went to the door, opened it, and shouted at Zixiang outside.
"Zixiang, go and prepare writing brush and ink for me."
"Yes, Young Miss."
After a while, Zi Xiang walked into the door with a writing brush and ink.
"Good, you go out first. Without my command, no one is allowed to come and disturb me."
Mu Yunjin commanded. Zixiang nodded and pushed the door and walked out.
There was only one person left in the room. Mu Yunjin went to the wardrobe and picked out a winter cloak. After taking out the cloak, Mu Yunjin picked up a pair of scissors and cut the cloak along the sewing line. In a short time, the brocade in the cloak was pulled out by Mu Yunjin, and the cloth was cut into two pieces. The original heavy cloak, which was cut by Mu Yunjin, for a short while had not taken shape. After finishing the cloak, Mu Yunjin spread the cloak on the ground, turned the Xuan Ling Sutra to the first page, dipped the writing brush with some ink, and copied the picture to the cloak. Mu Yunjin acknowledged that she was pretty good at drawing. In a short time, she was able to draw the portrait on the first page with ease...
……….
"It's done!"
Two hours later, Mu Yunjin sat paralyzed on the ground, she stretched out her hand and rubbed her sore neck. She looked down at the portrait she had just painted on the cloak. After comparing them one by one, they are no different from the portraits in the Xuan Ling Sutra. After the ink dries out, Mu Yunjin searched for a needle and thread, she again filled it with cotton and started to sew it up according to the edge.
After finishing everything, Mu Yunjin looked at her inferior stitches but at first glance, she could hardly find anything. Who would know that she hid all the tricks of the Xuanling Sutra in this cloak? After putting away the cloak, Mu Yunjin bent down and picked up the Xuan Ling Sutra on the ground, stuffed it in her arms, and went out of the door.
At this time, the sky is already dark.
Mu Yunjin came out of Glass Spring Pavilion and walked all the way to the kitchen of the Fu. When she stepped into the kitchen, she saw that the kitchen was busy with evening meals.
"Greetings, Huangzifei."
After seeing Mu Yunjin, the servants in the kitchen saluted, a little terrified. Mu Yunjin nodded faintly and went to the kitchen stove. She looked at the scarlet flame under the kitchen stove. She took out the Xuan Ling Sutra in her arms and pursed her lips tightly. Then she threw the Xuan Ling Sutra into the fire. Seeing that the sutra turned to ashes in the fire, Mu Yunjin felt like it was dropping a time bomb.
After returning to Glass Spring Pavilion, Mu Yunjin wanted to go back directly to her room. She shot a glance towards the closed door of the opposite room, she paused for a moment and walked towards Chu Li's bedroom.
'Knock, knock, knock.'
Walking to the door, Mu Yunjin reached out and knocked at the door.
In a flash, the door was opened by a palm of wind, Mu Yunjin looked inside, and glimpsed Chu Li's figure before walking in. Chu Li apparently has just finished bathing, he is sitting in a rocking chair wearing his bedtime garment. When he saw Mu Yunjin coming into the door, he gave her a cold glance.
"That..."
Mu Yunjin walked to Chu Li.
"I burned the Xuanling Sutra."
Chu Li heard and slightly frowned.
"Burned?"
"En, I just threw it in the kitchen stove and burned it."
Mu Yunjin put her hands behind her and added:
"This time, nobody will want this sutra."
After a while, Chu Li gave a low laugh, looked down, and nodded.
"Good."
"Well, then I'll go out."
Mu Yunjin looked at Chu Li and then went out the door. After leaving Chu Li's room, Mu Yunjin breathed a sigh of relief, and ran back to her room, she went to her wardrobe and looked at the cloak again. After confirming that there were no big loopholes, Mu Yunjin lay down on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and closed her eyes.
As soon as she closed her eyes, She wondered whether it is because she has just copied it, or for other reasons, all the tricks and forms on the portraits of the Xuan Ling Sutra came to her eyes and cannot be dispelled.
……….
Early the next morning, Zi Xiang knocked on Mu Yunjin's door.
"What's the matter?"
Sleepy-eyed Mu Yunjin said unhappily.
"Young Miss, Xiang Ye sent someone to tell us that today is Fourth Young Miss' visiting parent's banquet. Young Miss is also invited to return to her home for a reunion."
Zi Xiang shouted outside the door. Mu Yunjin heard it and sat up on the bed. Half an hour later, Mu Yunjin organized and readied herself and went out of the huangzi Fu, and went to the direction of Xiangfu.
When she stepped into Xiangfu, she saw at this time, Mu Lingzhu was sitting in the front hall, sobbing with her eyes down and wiping her tears with a silk handkerchief. Mu Xiang is sitting in the main seat and is looking at Mu Lingzhu, who is crying. His face is pale and his eyebrows are frowning tightly. After Mu Yunjin stepped into the front hall, Mu Xiang's face just slightly smoothened.
"Yunjin came ah."
As soon as Mu Yunjin came, Mu Lingzhu wiped her tears, stopped crying, and looked at Mu Yunjin, then moved her eyes away.
"What happened?"
Mu Yunjin sat down and looked at Mu Lingzhu's tear-stained face, slightly raising her eyebrows.
"Ai!"
Mu Xiang sighed heavily.
"This Rong Wang Chu Zhen is really an intolerable bully. When he was sending betrothal gifts, he said all sorts of good things. Today is Zhu'er's first day of being married. But he actually accompanied the Rong Wangfei to the lake in the outskirts and let Zhu'er return home alone."
Hearing the words, Mu Yunjin inwardly understood.
"The Rong Wangfei is from the Qin family. The status of the Qin family in the dynasty is as high as the sun. For the sake of the Qin family, Rong Wang will respond to the Rong Wangfei's request."
Mu Yunjin slightly mused.
"Yunjin, in spite of that, our Xiang Fu is not one to be trifled with, Rong Wang doing this today is not giving our Xiang Fu any face. How could it not be clear that he wanted to entice the Qin family?"
Luo Ningyu couldn't help speaking. Mu Yunjin supported her head, gave a light laugh, and glanced at the Mu Lingzhu.
"Draw it together. The Rong Wangfei is, in the end, a married woman. The Qin family may not necessarily account for a married daughter and Rong Wang perhaps will care for a person. After a long time, Rong Wang will naturally understand."
"Third Jiejie, are you having fun with your sarcastic words?"
Mu Lingzhu heard the indifferent tone of Mu Yunjin and unhappily remarked.
"So what do you want me to say?"
Mu Yunjin rubbed her temples and slightly raised her eyebrows.
"Say that you are a happy bride?"
"You.…"
Mu Yunjin's words, let Mu Lingzhu's next words stop, there is an inexplicable feeling in her heart. Mu Yunjin sneered.
"As for today, Fourth Meimei should still think about how to properly serve the Wangfei. After all, she is the main wife of the household and can directly pressure you."
"By the way, Rong Wangfei is the head of the household. If my guess is not mistaken, she should also be good at martial arts. Meimei, you should be careful.…"
Mu Lingzhu was almost angered by Mu Yunjin's words. She bit her lip and snorted heavily. From yesterday's big marriage, her mood never went smoothly. From the time of the ritual of heaven and earth to Qin Shuning's initial show of strength. Including last night at the bridal room, Rong Wang is halfway through executing the wedding night, Qin Shuning sent a maidservant to call Rong Wang. She was left alone on her wedding night, and then with great difficulty, she fell asleep. In the end, before dawn, she was woken up by Qin Shuning's maidservant and asked her to go and pay he respect to Qin Shuning. When she went to Qin Shuning, she was asked to pay her respect and knelt for half an hour.
Her expression is really sullen.
For a moment, Mu Lingzhu felt that the current situation, compared with Qin Shuning, the old woman, Mu Yunjin did not seem so annoying. Thinking about it, Mu Lingzhu turned her eyes, and her temper softened, she looked at Mu Yunjin.
"Jiejie, you usually have many ideas, so can you help your meimei to think of a way?"
"The people of the Qin family are really shameless. The Rong Wangfei, Qin Shuning oppresses me everywhere. Her niece, Qin Muyue is entangled with Liu Huangzi every day. Us sisters suffer from the people of the Qin family everywhere. This manner is really difficult to bear."
Mu Lingzhu lamented.
Mu Lingzhu's words, how could Mu Yunjin not hear that she wanted to use her as a tool, so she put on a fake smile and pulled at the corners of her mouth.
"The Qin family is huge and can't be overthrown in a short time. If you want to get out of the bitter sea, let Rong Wang give you an annulment letter."
"Bang-"
Mu Lingzhu slammed the table heavily, sat up, trembling she pointed a finger to Mu Yunjin.
"Mu Yunjin, you bully too much!"
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