“Master, tomorrow is Miss’s birthday. We’ve already arrived in the capital, why don’t we go to the Yan residence? Miss will be very happy to see you.”

They arrived in the capital yesterday, but unexpectedly, the owner stayed at his own money exchange instead of going to the Yan residence.

"I'm not in a hurry, why are you?"

"You're not in a hurry at all? You've covered a four-day journey in three days. I don't know how many horses you've exhausted."

Qianfeng muttered to himself. Ever since Yan An suppressed the toxins in Mo Zichen's body a few years ago, which allowed the Divine Physician Jiugu to pull him back from the brink of death, Qianfeng had regarded Yan An as his benefactor.

Now that her master has become one family with the Yan family, Qianfeng naturally regards Yan An as the eldest young lady.

"What are you talking about?" Mo Zichen closed the ledger after finishing the last page of the account and looked at Qian Feng.

"I didn't say anything, hehe."

"There's nothing wrong with these accounts. Go and give this list to the manager and have him deal with these people."

"Yes, Master."

After recovering, Mo Zichen returned to Beiming Manor. As expected, he was ambushed on the way, but fortunately, he had recovered and the assassins failed.

That day, Mo Zichen returned to Beiming Manor in his wheelchair as usual. Mo Zichen's uncle, Mo Yu, was quite surprised to see Mo Zichen safe and sound.

"You! You! How did you get back?"

"I've returned safely, but why does my uncle seem so surprised? Cough cough... Could it be that my uncle didn't want his nephew to be alive?..."

"Zichen, what are you saying? I am your closest relative in this world. How could I not want you to live well? I wonder if your health has improved much since your trip to the capital?"

Hearing Mo Zichen's occasional coughs, and seeing his weak and helpless appearance, Mo Yu secretly felt relieved.

He's just a dying man. Even if he comes back, what good will it do? He'll be at the end of his rope.

"Dr. Su has already found some water from the Tianshan Mountains for me. Cough... I should be able to live for another ten or fifteen years without any problem. Thank you for your concern, Uncle."

He actually obtained the water from Tianshan! Mo Yu's face gradually stiffened, and anger filled his entire being, but he could not show it. Once he was discovered, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Qianfeng, pushing Mo Zichen, was about to leave when he said, "By the way, Uncle, I'm much better now. Doctor Su is doing his best to find an antidote for me, and I believe I'll recover soon. Cough... I'd appreciate it if you could move all the accounts of Beiming Manor to my study. After all, you're an illegitimate son and don't have the Beiming Decree, so your position isn't legitimate. Besides, it's already unfilial of me to have you worry about Beiming Manor every day for so many years. Please send them over as soon as possible. Qianfeng, cough cough... let's go back."

"Master, why do you say your health has greatly improved? Won't this only make Mo Yu resent you more? It's always been hard to guard against a villain, you..."

"It's been many years since my father and mother were framed. Before, I felt that my days were numbered and I wanted to join them as soon as possible, so I didn't think about these things anymore. Now that I've recovered and found An'an, this matter can't be delayed any longer. It's probably impossible to find out how my parents were murdered. It would be better to strike at the root of the problem and have Mo Yu take the initiative to kill the master of Beiming Manor. This one thing alone can silence the gossip."

After all, it is Beiming Manor, a large family, but they are all branches and cannot participate in Beiming Manor's business.

Therefore, they can only live by relying on the people in charge. As long as Beiming Manor exists, they can live a carefree and happy life.

Mo Zichen, knowing his days were numbered, lost the will to live and had no energy to handle affairs. He had been clinging on for so many years only to find Yan An.

Therefore, Beiming Manor was nothing to him, which is why Mo Yu was punished. Mo Zichen was able to live for so long because Mo Yu had not yet obtained the Beiming Order.

It is said that the Beiming Token was a token that Mo Zichen gave to Yan An when he was in the capital. It was a token that could represent the identity of the master of Beiming Manor, and it was something that Mo Yu had been longing for all these years.

"Now that the Northern Ming Token has been given to An'an, I must quickly remove these obstacles and not let this token cause her any harm."

“But Master, Mo Yu is ruthless and vicious. I’m afraid… afraid he’ll try something underhanded again.”

"It's alright. I have plenty of pills that An'an and Jingchen gave me, so nothing will happen. Go and spread the word that I will be attending the family meeting this month."

"Yes, Master."

The study was illuminated by candlelight, as if it were daytime. Mo Zichen flipped through the account information sent by Mo Yu, and with each page turned, his gaze grew deeper.

"That old scoundrel!"

Mo Zichen slammed the accounts in his hand onto the table, saying, "I've been hopelessly stupid all these years."

Tomorrow is the monthly family meeting, and Mo Zichen needs to review all these accounts before the meeting. He spent a sleepless night...

"Master, Mo Chen and the other members of the Mo family's collateral branches have arrived and are now waiting for you in the ancestral hall."

"Take these ledgers with you and come with me."

In the central hall of the ancestral hall, Mo Yu sat upright in the seat of honor, while everyone else chatted and laughed, and no one accused Mo Yu of treason.

"Uncle, it's probably inappropriate for you to sit here," Qianfeng said, pushing Mo Zichen as they arrived late.

"Please calm down, Master Mo. Over the years, Master Mo has worked tirelessly for Beiming Manor. Even if he has not made any great contributions, he must have put in a lot of hard work."

This man is the eldest son of one of the collateral branches of the Mo family. He is a fickle person who always goes with the wind. When Mo Yu took over the position at Beiming Manor, he was the first to fawn over him.

"Master Mo? I don't recall when Beiming Manor ever appointed a son born out of wedlock as its master. Could it be that my uncle changed the clan rules during his time as acting master? This is outrageous! Uncle, aren't you afraid that the Mo family's ancestors will hold you accountable a hundred years from now?"

Mo Zichen slammed his hand on the table, the smile in his eyes vanishing instantly, replaced by contempt and mockery.

"Zichen".

"Hmm? I'm sure you don't need me to teach you how to address me, Uncle."

"Master, please calm down. They were just being ignorant. How can you change the clan rules so easily?"

"So, Uncle means that he once wanted to change the clan rules?"

"No, no, I've never done that before."

Mo Zichen was like a dead man a few days ago, but now he suddenly has such courage, which even frightens him.

"Since you dare not, then I, the master of the manor, will temporarily disregard my uncle's crime." Mo Zichen sat down in the superior position, looking down at everyone.

"I hereby declare that from this day forward, all affairs of Beiming Manor shall be handled by me or by those who hold the Beiming Order. Anyone who dares to participate privately shall be punished according to the clan rules and expelled from the clan, regardless of life or death."