Zhao Ziyun was grateful to Mo Lan for coming to her rescue, but now, after being reprimanded by her aunt, she felt a surge of anger. She looked at Mo Lan with apologetic eyes, squeezed her hand, and silently comforted her. Then, she stepped forward, blocking Mo Lan's path.

“Aunt, you are mistaken. Our Zhao family prides itself on being a scholarly family and values ​​etiquette above all else. My grandfather often taught that among friends, one should not ask about social status, but rather focus on sincerity. Doesn’t what you say contradict our ancestral teachings?”

As Zhao Ziyun spoke, she suddenly took out a handkerchief and pressed it to the corner of her eye, her tone quite aggrieved, "...Auntie, you lectured me in front of my friend, and I had no words to refute you, but how are my friend supposed to face this? I'm still unmarried and it's rare for me to make a friend. How can you bear to let me break my promise?"

Mo Lan: "..."

Sure enough, none of the children from aristocratic families are easy to deal with.

I initially thought he was a coward, a pushover.

Who would have thought that Accord was such a master of palace intrigue!

"Ahem... Ziyun, what are you saying? Your aunt is just worried sick. It's your mother's fault for not being able to come along, so your aunt is bound to worry more, afraid that something might happen to you. Oh well, I was just overthinking it. You two go have some tea."

Originally, I wanted to take this opportunity to make a move and dampen the second wife's arrogance, but I didn't expect someone to steal my thunder. How infuriating!

But it's okay. If it doesn't work out the first time, there will be another chance. As long as she puts her heart into it, she will definitely have another opportunity.

As for the woman from the martial arts world in front of her, she didn't care at all.

Looking at the group of women in the courtyard, Mo Lan couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. "Have you eaten?"

"...Not yet." Zhao Ziyun looked a little embarrassed as she paused for a moment. She had been scolded by her aunt as soon as she got back, so she had no appetite.

"Perfect timing, I haven't eaten either. I just ordered vegetarian food, it should be delivered by now. Take your Yunwu (a type of steamed bun), shall we go next door?"

As Mo Lan spoke, she gestured towards the First Madam's group before whispering in Zhao Ziyun's ear, "I'm afraid I'll get indigestion around these people."

"Pfft~, alright, I'll go with you to the next room for dinner." Hearing Mo Lan's soft complaint, Zhao Ziyun couldn't help but laugh. Then, realizing it was a bit rude, she quickly covered her mouth. "Bi'er, bring the cloud mist I brought over, let's go to the next room."

“Yes,” Bi’er said happily as she watched the young lady’s crisis pass, running into a meditation room and following behind the two with a small jar in her arms.

As soon as I walked next door, I saw the monk who was in charge of delivering the food waiting at the door. "You've returned, benefactor. The vegetarian meal has been prepared. Please enjoy."

"Thank you, Master."

After Mo Lan Xie finished speaking, she went into the meditation room first. On the small table were four dishes and a soup: golden tofu, stir-fried bamboo shoots, cold mountain mushroom salad, a dish of green mountains and clear water, and a pot of winter melon and mountain mushroom soup. The main dish was a large steamed bun with a thin skin and vegetarian filling.

"Miss Zhao, please have a seat."

Zhao Ziyun sat opposite Mo Lan, her eyes lighting up as she looked at the vegetarian meal in front of her. "The vegetarian meals at Hua Tuo Temple are famous far and wide. Every year on my grandmother's birthday, she would send someone to order a table and deliver it to our residence, along with some incense money."

As she spoke, a hint of shyness appeared on her face. "Actually, I came here to offer incense specifically for this vegetarian meal. I'm so lucky to have it today."

Mo Lan laughed; it turned out this girl was a foodie.

Do not speak while eating.

The two of them ate all four dishes and one soup. As for Bi'er, who was serving them, she only ate two vegetarian buns, which were shared between the two of them.