Chapter 685 Hiding from Jiang Yao

Jiang Yao thought she understood what he meant. She never expected that this usually obedient nephew would hide something from her.

Mu Qing was about to say something comforting when he saw her glance over at him. Her eyes were extremely cold, not like she was looking at her only remaining relative, but rather as if she was looking at her mortal enemy.

Mu Qing hadn't expected this reaction. He opened his mouth, but all he got was Jiang Yao's annoyed look: "Go away, I need some quiet time."

After she finished speaking, she walked straight to the side. Taoist Yiqing stayed where he was. He looked very tired, and there was a wound on his arm that had only been simply bandaged.

"Is it dangerous to look for medicinal herbs outside?" Mu Qing didn't know what to say, but he respected the Taoist priest very much.

Taoist Master Yiqing smiled amiably, his smile seeming to contain a hint of vicissitudes of life and helplessness. "We'll talk about these things later. It's cold outside, so go back first. I know you're all feeling bad too. Yaoyao just wants to be alone, so don't overthink it."

Mu Qing nodded and watched the Taoist priest walk towards Jiang Yao's position.

Martial artists always look younger due to the steam oil in their bodies and their regular exercise. Snowflakes fell on Jiang Yao and the other man's heads. Although they had only been apart for a few months, they looked like they had aged a dozen years.

Amid the sound of snow, Jiang Yao stood quietly holding the urn, the cold wind blowing her skirt.

She clearly didn't shed a single tear, but the expression on her face made people know what it meant to be heartbroken.

"My sister is dead." She was silent for a long time before she spoke. "She loved watching the snow the most when she was alive."

After the Lu family got into trouble, she secretly protected Lu's mother in order to conceal her tracks.

Every year, when it snowed, she would sit in the bamboo forest in the Lu family yard.

The green bamboo is evergreen all year round. She hides among them and is not conspicuous. Others would not have thought that a person could stand on the thin bamboo branches.

"No matter what happens, my sister is always happy to see the snow." She couldn't help but look at the jar, then lowered her head and touched the cold jar with her face.

"Sister, I'm back." She slowly squatted on the snow. At this moment, she hoped that the snow would fall heavier and bury her completely.

Freeze her body, thoughts and emotions, so that she will never feel any worries or sadness again.

Taoist Master Yiqing stretched out his arms and hugged her: "Yaoyao, if your sister saw you like this, she would definitely not be able to bear it."

For some reason, Jiang Yao became agitated after hearing this. "She can't bear it? How could a woman like her not have the heart to do it? If she truly had any conscience, she should have waited until I came back!"

The Taoist priest held her tightly and refused to let go no matter how she struggled in doubt and cursed.

After Jiang Yao lost her strength, he recited the Heart Purification Mantra, hoping to calm Jiang Yao's emotions.

After a while, Jiang Yao spoke again. Her gaze seemed to have regained its composure, but her words still contained deep hatred: "I will definitely kill the prince and avenge my sister!"

She stood up and walked towards the carriage: "Let's go see the child."

Taoist Yiqing noticed that she did not mention Hu Xiner or anyone else, but put the child first, and he couldn't help feeling a little complicated.

Although Jiang Yao didn't say it out loud, she must have harbored resentment towards Hu Xin'er and the others in her heart.

They came back at a very coincidental time, as it was evening rest time and everyone was busy. Only one carriage was blocked and the servants were handing food boxes in.

"Madam, you..." Xiao Liu looked at the woman in front of her with some confusion. She felt that this person might have bad intentions.

When the woman in front of me looked at me, my heart felt colder than a wind blowing through snow.

Jiang Yao didn't take her defensive look seriously, but got on the carriage on her own.

Xiao Liu tried to stop her, but she glared at him fiercely, and he couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body.

She was extremely scared, and Jiang Yao's patience was about to run out.

At the critical moment, Hu Xin'er spoke up: "Xiao Liu, let your aunt come in. She is the old lady's closest sister."

Only then did Xiao Liu move aside tremblingly.

Hu Xiner was feeding the little girl at this time. The couple had gone through a lot of trouble a few days ago and finally produced colostrum, so that the child could be fed by his biological mother.

Although she was mentally prepared, her hands holding the child couldn't help but stiffen when she saw Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao held the urn and asked coldly, "What did my sister say to me before she died?"

The couple had hidden something from her, and their hearts skipped a beat at the same time.

Mu Qing remained silent, and Hu Xin'er asked, "Auntie, what do you mean..."

Jiang Yao frowned, feeling impatient with their attitude. "Sister couldn't have left me any words before she left. What are you hiding? Is there something shameful going on?"

Hu Xin'er realized that she didn't know the true contents of the suicide note, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My mother passed away suddenly that day. She only had time to leave us a message. She hoped that Yun Jue could be with Miss Du, and that we could find true happiness..."

During these days, especially during the days of mourning in Qingzhou, Mu Qing couldn't sleep at night and always secretly lit a lamp and read his mother's suicide note over and over again.

He picked out everything in the letter except Jiang Ning's life experience and said it. Every word was in the tone of Lu's mother, because this was written by Lu's mother.

"So, from now on, you will be the Mu family, and Yun Jue will be the son-in-law of the Du family." Jiang Yao paused. "Okay, that's great. Then why do you want to return to the capital?"

She lowered her voice when she said this, and there was even a hint of blame and defensiveness in her words.

Hu Xin'er sighed, "Zhao Yunxuan said he had to return to the capital and directly asked us to set off. Mu Qing was also poisoned, so we had originally wanted to go back to the capital to see our godfather."

Jiang Yao raised an eyebrow and said, "You talk better than you sing. Isn't it just that you covet the comfortable life in the capital and you're worried about your father?"

Hu Xin'er was surprised when she heard this: "Aunt?"

Jiang Yao avoided her gaze and said, "That's fine. I've heard from outside that the dog emperor is determined to eliminate the crown prince. It's clear that he has no feelings for the crown prince anymore and won't show any favor to him anymore."

As she said this, she didn't know whether she was comforting herself or others. Even though she knew that even if she didn't leave the capital, the prince would have plenty of ways to poison her, she still couldn't help but blame herself for persuading the Lu family to retire.

If he didn't leave, maybe it wouldn't be Mother Lu who died?

She was silent for a moment, then said, "But, I have one last request."