A gentle breeze came and lightly blew her clothes, causing them to flutter.

She didn't pay attention to such an ordinary moment.

But a talented scholar from Jiangnan spotted it from afar.

Even if you don't see their faces clearly, talented men are always romantic.

They are willing to believe in the stunning beauty of their imagination.

As a result, several poems and lyrics were sung and recited.

However, at this time, no one knew.

The group entered the villa, and Shu Chengfeng declined the officials' invitations.

However, the Murong clan's people arrived shortly afterward.

It was Murong Wanqing's father and brothers who came.

Naturally, Shu Chengfeng also met with him.

In the backyard, Yan Nangui changed his clothes: "Did Consort Murong go to see her father and brothers?"

“Yes, this servant saw that Consort Murong had changed into a dress adorned with butterflies and flowers, and her hair was styled in a rather high bun,” Jiangxiang said.

"Of course." Yan Nangui changed his clothes and sat down to drink tea.

“Yes, now is the time for Consort Murong to be happy. Once she returns to her residence in a few days, she won’t be in the mood for happiness anymore,” Jiang Xiang said.

"The manor..." Yan Nangui shook his head: "They can poison people just like that. Arsenic isn't exactly rare. But people are checked when they enter and leave the manor. How could they just bring it over so easily?"

"Although there is a requirement to check, if something is smuggled in... it's inevitable that the check won't be as thorough." Jiang Xiang whispered, "Sometimes in this mansion... if something is brought in close to the body, it's not easy to check at the gate. Just slipping some money is enough. I don't know how Han Chenghui managed to drink it."

"Who knows? It was probably done by the maids; maybe they didn't even know it themselves. They moved to Fuyu Pavilion, which is on the fringes, isn't it?" Yan Nangui shook his head.

"Yes. It's a pity about Han Chenghui. His miscarriage was shrouded in mystery, and his death was also shrouded in mystery." Chanyi shook her head as well.

“If you get caught up in other people’s conflicts and can’t stand firm, you’ll die in vain. You might even die with a guilty conscience,” Yan Nangui said.

Within a few days, it was Han Chenghui who instigated the murder, and then he died out of fear of punishment.

Otherwise, there are better options to quell the commotion caused by the Ning and Ye families.

As for whether it was a miscarriage of justice or not, how many people in the previous dynasty and the imperial harem died quietly? What does it matter?

"Don't think about these unpleasant things. The weather is so nice. If you have the energy, why don't you go and take a look at the garden here? I just asked, and the little garden in this villa is quite interesting."

"Forget about the garden, but if it's alright tomorrow, I'd like to go for a walk. Your Highness still owes me a performance, and even if I don't go to see the play, I'd like to go for a walk anyway," Yan Nangui said.

"That's fine then. Now, would you like to rest for a while?" Chanyi asked.

"Okay, let's sit for a while."

In the front yard, Murong Liangyuan was naturally delighted to see her family.

After listening to his father's admonition, he was asked about family matters.

"Is everything alright in the manor?" Murong Yan asked.

"Father, everything is fine," said Murong Liangyuan.

"That's good. It's a good thing that His Highness brought you here. However, the situation in the capital is still unclear..."

"Father, in my opinion, His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely be able to break through the encirclement." Murong Liangyuan smiled and said, "Father and brother, don't worry."

"Oh? You seem quite confident." Murong Yan smiled.

"My confidence comes from my father. If it weren't for your high regard for His Highness the Crown Prince, you wouldn't have sent me to the palace."

Now that it's been sent, it's natural to have to bribe officials at all levels.

It took a lot of scheming to get Murong Wanqing into the Crown Prince's residence.

"Father has confidence in you. You are also a girl whom Father has carefully raised. Naturally, you are the most important child in Father's heart. Follow the Crown Prince well. The glory of the Murong family depends on you to continue." Murong Yan was very clear that the court was constantly weakening the influence of the Murong family.

Perhaps it's not apparent now, but what about decades from now?

He knew his own family well; there were few with outstanding academic achievements among his relatives.

His father and uncle were both old.

He was a literary giant throughout his life, but he refused to admit defeat.

He was the same way.

We must continue this glorious legacy.

If Qing'er isn't suitable, there's always Xiang'er. They are both girls who have been carefully raised and educated. They are proficient in everything from music and chess to calligraphy, painting, poetry, singing, and dancing.

They are naturally suited to accompany a monarch.

If the Crown Prince can do it, that would be best; if not...

Murong Yan did not show any emotion on his face, but only offered encouragement and encouragement.

On that day, Murong Liangyuan naturally stayed in the front yard.

After seeing off the Murong family, she went to see the Crown Prince.

The poetry debate was coming soon.

It is being held at Qinshan Academy. There is no rule that women cannot attend at Qinshan Academy, but there are no female students there either.

So Yan Nangui had no interest in going to see it at all, but begged the Crown Prince to let him go for a stroll.

The Crown Prince then kept Wei Xiao behind.

"You can stay with her. She knows her limits, so there's no need to worry too much."

Wei Xiao agreed.

Finally, His Highness the Crown Prince took Murong Wanqing and Jin Fengyi with him.

Yan Nangui enjoyed a comfortable breakfast, got dressed, and headed out the door.

Today, talented scholars have flocked to Qinshan Academy.

There were far fewer people on the street.

However, the people didn't care about that; they still had to get by.

Yan Nangui is wearing a light purple dress and has her hair styled in a simple bun today.

She wasn't wearing any particularly ornate jewelry. However, the carriage was so distinguished, with over twenty guards protecting it, that it couldn't possibly be mistaken for an ordinary person.

She got off the carriage and told the guards to follow her at a distance, while she wandered around with Chanyi and Luokui.

People on the street greeted her in an incongruous manner.

Everyone knew that His Highness the Crown Prince had arrived, along with some entourage.

Who knows who this unbelievably beautiful young lady is? In any case, we can't afford to offend her.

The women in wealthy families often had bad tempers; if you offended them carelessly, you would be reduced to ashes.

If this is how wealthy local families are, what about those from outside?

"Young lady, may I ask where the best jewelry shop is in Qintang City?" Yan Nangui asked a young woman.

The girl, with a cloth wrapped around her neck, trembled and said, "This...this is Jinhua Tower...please forgive me, sir, I am poor and have never been there before...if I have done anything wrong, please spare my life..."

"I'm not a demon, why are you begging me to spare my life? Just ask me questions, if I'm wrong, ask me again." Yan Nangui laughed.

The old man beside him hurriedly said, "What you say is true, sir. It is indeed Jinhua Tower. My daughter is ignorant."

Yan Nangui nodded: "Then let's go take a look. Let's buy some jewelry for Aunt."

He turned and left.

Luo Kui took out an ounce of silver and placed it on the stall: "Thank you very much."

He left after saying that.

The father and daughter then kowtowed deeply in gratitude.

The silver was naturally put away as well.

One tael of silver isn't much, but it's not a small amount either.

They set up stalls to sell things, and they only earned about thirty taels a year.

This one or two taels of silver is equivalent to several days' income.