But, given this person's status, can Ye Miaoyun handle it?

However, with her as my daughter, there will definitely be no problem!

Watching Jiang Xianya's departing figure, Qi Chengshuo and Qi Jiu exchanged a glance and remained silent for a long time.

“It seems Uncle Jiu is quite lucky. Not only did he get a wife, but he also gained a capable daughter. With Miss Jiang around, I don’t need to worry about Uncle Jiu’s safety anymore,” Qi Chengshuo suddenly said with a smile.

Of course, this girl is quite adept at dealing with ghosts and evil spirits, and can also predict good and bad fortune, but... sometimes people are more terrifying than ghosts.

If someone with exceptional martial arts skills were to assassinate Uncle Nine, Miss Jiang would be helpless and would have to protect him secretly.

"I'm married, and I married a widow." Qi Jiu said with a smile, "To be honest, I was quite resistant before, but I had to agree to marry Ye Miaoyun just to have food and shelter. But now... I think it's not so bad."

He had met Ye Miaoyun; although she was a bit feisty, she was not unacceptable to him.

As for this daughter who was acquired for free?

That's really impressive.

If it weren't for this girl tonight, he would definitely have been burned to ashes by that ghost mask.

"Do you have any money?" Qi Jiu asked Qi Chengshuo with a smile.

"Yes." Qi Chengshuo nodded: "But I can't give it to Ninth Uncle. The Emperor has issued an imperial decree that any member of the royal family or any official in the court who dares to help Ninth Uncle will have their property confiscated and be exiled to stay here with Ninth Uncle."

Upon hearing Qi Chengshuo's words, Qi Jiu slammed his fist on the table in anger: "That old bastard is a real scoundrel. How could a father treat his son like this? Is he trying to force me to my death?"

He now feels only disgust and resentment towards his father, and he speaks to him without any politeness.

“Ninth Uncle, be careful, walls have ears. My grandfather said... the Emperor has sent secret guards to protect you.”

"Pah, listen to his bragging. When I was almost burned on the face by that ghost mask, I didn't see any guards come to save me. It was you and that little girl who saved me."

The thought of his mother and elder brother dying at the hands of the emperor made Qi Jiu wish he didn't have this father.

Such a heartless and ungrateful person is not worthy of being his father.

"It's already late at night, Uncle Jiu, you should rest now," Qi Chengshuo said quickly.

Qi Jiu usually goes to bed early, and he was indeed a little sleepy at this moment.

He didn't waste any more words with Qi Chengshuo and went straight to bed on the couch.

Qi Chengshuo shook his head slightly after seeing this, quickly walked out, and turned around to close the door for him.

...

After Jiang Xianya returned, she lay down on the couch and slowly closed her eyes. This time, she felt at ease and had no sense of crisis.

If I don't go to the backyard today, not only will Qi Jiu be in danger, but if the fire really starts, their backyard will probably burn down too, and people are still living in those houses.

Besides, Qi Jiu's identity is somewhat awkward. Although he is a prisoner exiled from the capital, he is the emperor's son. If he dies in their Ye family, and the emperor blames them, everyone could lose their lives.

Although she has a way out and can protect her family, why hide in the shadows when one can live in the sunlight?

This world is ultimately ruled by someone; even if she is very powerful, there is no need for her to go against the imperial court.

Completely relieved, Jiang Xianya soon fell asleep.

The next day, just as dawn broke, Jiang Xianya was woken up by Ye Miaoyun.

"Xianya, I've thought it through. Fortune telling and ghost catching aren't business every day, and... you're not well-known right now. Even if you set up a stall, you might not make any money. I'm a good cook, so why don't we make some things to sell in town?" Ye Miaoyun said with a smile, putting her arm around her daughter's shoulder.

Fourteen-year-old Jiang Xianya is tall, actually a bit taller than Ye Miaoyun.

At her age, a girl will almost certainly stop growing taller.

"What does Mother want to do?" Because she had the original owner's memories, Jiang Xianya said this very naturally and did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.

"Steamed buns or mantou are fine, or even braised dishes," Ye Miaoyun said with a smile.

Jiang Xianya nodded upon hearing this.

“It’s still early, let’s make breakfast first. There’s no rush to do business. Your grandmother and I will discuss it and decide later.” Ye Miaoyun said as she took Jiang Xianya’s hand and led her to the kitchen.

"Mom, I'm not very good at cooking," Jiang Xianya said with a light cough.

In her past life at the Taiyi Sect, she would never have had the chance to cook.

The reason she can cook chicken soup and roast meat is because she once accompanied her master down the mountain. Her master didn't know anything, so she had to bite the bullet and do it herself, and that's how she learned a little bit.

As for the real Jiang Xianya, because Ye Miaoyun is protecting her, she probably doesn't know how.

"It's okay if you don't know how. I'll take care of it. You can help me with the fire, just like before," Ye Miaoyun said with a smile.

"Okay." Jiang Xianya nodded.

The mother and daughter quickly got to work.

When Jiang Xianya's maternal aunt Zhou and maternal aunt Tian got up to prepare breakfast, they found that the mother and daughter were already busy inside.

"Miaoyun, Xianya, what are you doing? Go out and rest. We'll make breakfast. You two go out now." As she spoke, Zhou stepped forward and snatched the spoon from Ye Miaoyun's hand.

Zhou was quite plump, even... a bit burly. Ye Miaoyun was no match for her and was quickly snatched the spoon from her hand.

Jiang Xianya was also pushed aside by her "thin" second aunt, Tian, ​​who took over the job of tending the fire.

She really didn't realize that her second aunt, who looked so thin and small, was actually so strong.

"Sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, Xianya and I will be living here from now on. Since we are family, we won't distinguish between each other. We can do these chores too," Ye Miaoyun said quickly.

They can't just eat and drink here for free.

I have to do something within my ability, otherwise I'll feel uneasy.

“If you want to work, go talk to your mother. It doesn’t count with us,” Zhou said, calling her sister-in-law Tian to help her push Jiang Xianya and her daughter out of the kitchen and close the door behind them.

Jiang Xianya heard the sound of the door being locked and didn't know what to say for a moment.

These two aunts-in-law are pretty fierce!

"Miaoyun, you haven't fully recovered yet, go back and rest. As for Xianya, you're not of marriageable age yet, you're still a child. We don't have a rule in our family that children do chores. Go back to your room with your mother and rest."

Zhou's voice came from inside the house.

She had already discussed it with her second sister-in-law, Tian. Her sister-in-law, Ye Miaoyun, had been working like a slave in the Jiang family for years and had lived a miserable life. Now that she had finally returned to her parents' home, they, as her sisters-in-law, naturally had to protect her.

Recalling her sister-in-law's spirited, capable, and endearing nature before she got married, and then looking at the life she's led over the years and her current haggard appearance, both of them felt a pang of sadness.

What my sister-in-law needs to do now is rest well and take good care of her health; she can leave everything else to them.