Gu Jinghui frowned and sighed, "You should keep these things in mind, but for now, just keep them from your mother. Let's take it one day at a time."

Sixth Master Gu asked in a trembling voice, "Could that really be Sister Mo?"

Gu Jinghui said, "It's too early to draw a conclusion. If it were her, why would she be at the family temple?"

There must be a reason.

The Gu family rarely goes to the family temple except on sacrificial days, so why did she go?

Mysteries abound.

After hesitating for a long time, Master Gu finally said, "I'm afraid this matter is still related to that monk."

Gu Jinghui said, "Everyone knows it's related, but it was only after the case was submitted to the Jingzhao Yin Prefecture that the silver ingots were found. Otherwise, if they had been kept in the prefecture and subjected to all sorts of torture, there would have been a way to make him spit them out."

Sixth Master Gu glanced at Marquis Gu but said nothing.

Lord Gu said warily, "Don't keep anything to yourself."

"How long have Yelü and that old woman been locked up in the dungeon? They still haven't vomited anything."

Lord Gu was speechless after his younger brother exposed his shortcomings. After a long while, he pointed at Sixth Master Gu with his index finger and said slowly, "You are right."

Sixth Master Gu said smugly, "Who knows what else the Prefectural Governor's Office might ask us."

Lord Gu snorted coldly and said, "If he finds out anything, Monk Zhiguang will die. Perhaps he has been waiting for this moment all these years, but it's a pity he didn't drag the Marquis's mansion down with him."

The Prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture was nothing more than a lackey of the Emperor and Empress.

This matter is definitely related to Empress Lin's faction.

"Alright, if you have nothing else to say, I'll head back to Wutong Garden." Looking at his half-witted younger brother, Lord Gu was exhausted and thought it better to go back and keep his wife company.

Sixth Master Gu thought for a moment and said, "There's nothing else. Sixteenth said I don't need to worry about the Xu family. There will be a result soon. Just don't forget to leave a record at the magistrate's office when you reach a settlement."

He inexplicably wanted to talk to his third brother about Miss Dong.

However, it doesn't seem quite right.

Sixth Master Gu continued, "...The poetry collection is selling very well, and Shen Changle is planning to publish a female-themed collection called 'Fireflies'... Hmm, and... Baozhu and that You Da are getting along very well, and that girl seems to have a lot on her mind..."

He found it all rather trivial and uninteresting to talk about.

I feel completely empty inside.

What if that skull is Mo Xiaoni? What exactly happened back then?

If not, where did Mo Xiaoni and her parents go?

Sixth Master Gu felt powerless and then secretly hated his own incompetence.

Lord Gu gave a perfunctory reply, saying, "The nights are getting longer now. Although there's a lot of illustration work to do, don't overwork yourself. Get some rest. Kang Ge'er and the others are counting on you as their father."

Master Gu nodded in agreement.

Lord Gu glanced at him, lifted his foot to leave, and then asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Sixth Master Gu stammered, "No, that's all."

Lord Gu turned and left. Sixth Master Gu tried to speak, but the man had already disappeared.

Looking back at the books and drawings on the table, Gu Liuye felt a pang of indescribable bitterness and sadness.

The brothers I grew up with during my unforgettable childhood are still vivid in my mind.

When he turned around, only he and his third brother remained.

"Third Brother avenged all the brothers. Sister Mo, if it really is you, Third Brother will avenge you too."

Sixth Master Gu spread out the drawing paper and couldn't resist picking up his brush and starting to draw.

The servant outside sighed, "The autumn night is chilly. Even the Marquis knows to have a beautiful woman in his arms, but why is our master so obsessed with poetry and painting? Could it be that he's bewitched by the Sixth Madam's spirit?"

...

Inside the Wutong Garden.

Qin Yuan looked at the two agile women in front of her and said, "Now you will both be settled in Wutong Garden. I will entrust my safety to you two when I travel in the future."

The two answered in unison, "Yes."

Qin Yuan said to Hongye, "Take Jadeite and Agate to settle them down. Spend more time with them. They used to be with Madam Jin and don't know the rules of the Marquis's mansion."

One of the maids glanced at Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan asked, "Jadeite, do you have something to say?"

Jade asked with a stern face, "Isn't Madam going to change our names? Before we came, Madam Jin said that Madam would change our names and have them by her side to serve her."

Qin Yuan smiled and said, "I don't like changing people's names. If you like this name, you can keep it. If you don't like it, tell me what you want to be called."

Jade thought for a moment and said, "Madam is so kind. In that case, I would like to call you Lotus. I wonder if there is anyone in the manor with the same name?"

Qin Yuan looked at Hongye.

Hongye said, "No, some people call it Xiahe (Summer Lotus), and some people call it Zihe (Purple Lotus). Are you sure you want to call it Hehua (Lotus Flower)? Hehua sounds a bit too common."

Jade insisted, "Since no one is named Lotus, then this servant will be named Lotus. What do you think, Madam?"

Qin Yuan nodded: "Then I'll call you Lotus."

Agate immediately interjected, "Then this servant also wants to change her name."

Qin Yuan asked, "What do you want to change it to?"

Agate said, “When I was little, my nickname was Yang’er. When I was born, there was a severe drought, and the only plants crawling in the fields were the pig vines. My mother said that pig vines were easy to grow, so she gave me the nickname Yang’er. A few years later, my hometown was flooded, and I fled with my parents. I got lost and met an uncle from next door, who sold me to a slave trader to make a living. I really wanted to have this name.”

Qin Yuan had no choice but to say, "Then let's call it that. Yang'er and Hehua, since you're new here, if you have any questions, just ask Hongye Cuiming."

The two answered in unison, "Yes!"

There was a hint of joy in his voice.

After Hongye led them downstairs and settled them in, she returned to Qin Yuan and said, "I thought the two of them were very decisive, but they turned out to be very easy to manage. It's just a pity about their names; they sound so strange."

Cui Ming said, "It's alright. Judging from what the Marquis said, even if Steward Han wasn't reprimanding the Madam, they might not be able to stay for long."

Qin Yuan said, "If you can stay, then stay."

Cuiming thought for a moment and said, "Miss is right. If we return them, I'm afraid Madam Jin will think that you don't like them."

Qin Yuan said, "The indentures have already been given. If we return them, these two will be useless. They have served the people in the Marquis's mansion, so it's not appropriate for Madam Jin to arrange them anywhere."

The red leaves nodded.

Qin Yuan continued, "As you've all seen, each household has its own rules. The Chief Minister's household is one way, and the Marquis's household is another. They were trained by Madam Jin, so naturally they are different from us. You'll get used to it after spending time with them. Just teach them more."

Hongye said, "Miss, I understand. I just feel that they have such ideas so soon after they arrived, changing their names as soon as they say they want to."

Qin Yuan laughed and said, "They're just straightforward. People like that say what they mean and are obedient. Since I promised them I could change their names, I can't go back on my word."

Cui Ming complained aloud.

"When will Hongye get rid of her habit of only liking clever people? I won't even mention Xiaohong and Shiliu, not all clever people are good."