Chapter 11 Do You Know Me?

"Is that our young master? He actually grabbed the little girl's hand!"

The two people hiding in front of a big tree in the distance opened their eyes wide in shock.

"Miss, my last name is Mu, the enviable Mu, and I am the eldest in my family. May I ask your full name and where you live? In the future, I will definitely come to your house with a generous gift to express my gratitude."

Song Yu saved him purely out of fate from her previous life. Since she could be reborn, he would definitely survive.

The person in front of me looked better and better, and his appearance became more and more handsome.

Song Yu couldn't suppress her joy, her eyebrows unconsciously raised. She changed his fate.

"Mr. Mu, I always do good deeds without leaving my name behind, so there's no need for you to come and thank me. If you really want to repay me, then you should do more good deeds in the future, one good deed a day. It's getting late, no time to waste. We'll meet again someday."

After saying this, Song Yu got on the carriage without any reluctance.

"Miss, did you know me before?" Seeing that Song Yu was about to leave, Mu Jingxing had to ask the doubts in his heart.

Song Yu paused slightly, "Mr. Mu, have you known me before?"

"Of course not."

"That's right, we've only known each other for two days."

Song Yu lowered the car door curtain to completely block Mu Jingxing's sight.

Mr. Mu is so perceptive. She is wearing a veil now. Could it be that her eyes reveal her inner thoughts?

Oops!

Be sure to pay attention in the future.

"A Si, hurry up!"

"yes!"

"Master!" Xiao Fei quickly surrounded them.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Fei saw Mu Jingxing staring at the departing carriage in a daze, and waved his hand in front of his eyes.

Mu Jingxing frowned, "I'm fine."

"Go away." They stepped forward and pulled Xiao Fei away, then grabbed Mu Jingxing's wrist to check his pulse.

Xiao Fei looked nervous, "How is it? Is our prince okay?"

Lu Xu was both surprised and happy to find that the prince was obviously no longer seriously injured.

He remembered that Mu Jingxing was seriously injured when they were separated.

"My Lord, you have met an honorable person."

Mu Jingxing nodded and handed him the prescription in his hand, "Please take a look at this prescription."

He took them out one by one and opened them, and a silver note with a face value of one hundred taels slipped out.

Xiao Fei quickly caught it, "That girl didn't take the consultation fee, but actually gave me some money? She's a good person."

Mu Jingxing pursed his lips without saying anything. He took the banknote and put it in his arms, only to find that his jade pendant was missing.

Thinking that Wei Peng and others had gone to the entrance of the poisonous forest, he thought that the girl must be smart and must have used the objects on his body as a cover.

"Luxu, how about this prescription?"

"My Lord, this prescription is wonderful. I think that girl's medical skills are very good. That's why you recovered so quickly."

Mu Jingxing thought of Song Yu, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, "He is indeed a good doctor and a kind person."

Seeing this, Xiao Fei screamed inwardly. His young master had never been interested in women, but today he not only grabbed the girl's hand, but also smiled.

"Master, would you like me to go with you and find out the whereabouts of that girl, so that I can pay her a visit later with gifts?"

Mu Jingxing shook his head. "No need. We will meet again if we are destined to. Let's go into the city first."

"Okay, eh? Master, where did you get this Buddhist beads bracelet?"

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"Hurry up, Ah Si."

Without Mu Jingxing, the patient, Song Yu had nothing to worry about and couldn't wait to return to Wushuang Temple.

"Miss, we can't go any faster. If we go any faster, the carriage will fall apart."

"We must get to Wushuang Temple before Dad returns."

Song Yu knew his father very well. He asked Uncle Wu Chen to deliver the prescription, so he must have known that she had fainted from heatstroke.

Her father will definitely not rest quietly and will definitely come back early.

Bai Lan stopped the carriage. "No matter how urgent it is, we have to fill our stomachs before continuing on our journey. The sun is setting now. The young lady didn't eat much at noon, so we have to eat dinner. The young lady is weak to begin with. If she gets sick, the master and the mistress will be distressed. And the mistress will stop the master, so the master won't know we've sneaked out again."

Song Yu remembered that every time Song Mingen went to the provincial capital, he would repeatedly warn her not to sneak out.

He said there were a lot of bad people out there, especially human traffickers. If he was captured by the traffickers, he and his mother would never see her again, and they would be sad and upset.

Now that I think about it, there might be another reason why my parents were sad and upset: they were worried that she would run into her biological parents outside and no longer want them.

How could that be? She would always be her parents' child.

Song Yu nodded and said, "Okay, there's a post station not far ahead. Let's go there tonight and have a good rest. We'll reach Wushuang Temple before dark tomorrow."

At the same time, a drizzling thunderstorm broke out in the capital, catching pedestrians on the road off guard.

A young woman with a beautiful face and whose age cannot be determined, her thoughts drifted away through the layers of rain. She had a smile on her face and seemed to be thinking about something happy.

Seeing this, the servant Qiuyue smiled knowingly and stepped forward, saying softly, "Madam, the rain seems to be getting heavier and heavier, and it won't stop for a while. You didn't eat a single bite at the Marquis' Mansion just now. The steward just said that we have developed new pastries in Mingyue Tower and asked you to taste them. If the taste is good, we will put them on sale tomorrow."

"Okay, bring it up."

The cakes were brought up quickly, and Song Mingzhu took a few bites.

"Well, that's good. Send one to each master in the Marquis's Mansion tomorrow."

"Yes, ma'am."

"By the way, pack another portion and take it back home so that Master and Han Ge can have a taste too."

"good."

After half an incense stick of time, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.

"Madam, the rain has stopped, we can go back."

Seeing that his wife did not respond, Qiuyue followed her gaze and saw several noble and elegant elders greeting each other at the entrance of the teahouse opposite.

"Ma'am? What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing, let's go." Song Mingzhu looked at him again as she stood up and left, her dark eyebrows slightly raised.

Although Mingyue Tower is located in a prosperous area of Kyoto, it is far away from the restaurants and shops frequented by the powerful and wealthy. Unexpectedly, I saw a person with an extraordinary temperament here.

Song Mingzhu was confident that her eyesight was good and that those elders must be of extraordinary status.

"Mrs. Wu, are you going back?"

Seeing the visitor, Song Mingzhu smiled and said, "Madam Qin, the rain has stopped and we should hurry back. You should hurry too. If it continues to rain, you'll miss dinner if you're stuck here."

"Okay, okay, let's go down together."

When she arrived at the entrance of the building, Song Mingzhu saw that the elders with extraordinary temperament at the door of the teahouse diagonally opposite had not left yet.

He just took a look and walked towards his carriage.

"Wait a minute." Madam Qin hurried over and whispered, "Madam Wu, the one holding the painting box over there is Mr. Jiang."

"Who? Elder Jiang?"

"He is the former Grand Tutor who taught the late Emperor and the current Emperor."

Song Mingzhu's eyes flashed with suspicion, "How do you know he is Mr. Jiang?"

Mrs. Qin felt very happy. There was actually an important person that the Song family didn't know about.

"My daughter Yun'er is good friends with the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. During the last birthday banquet, I was lucky enough to attend the banquet at the Jiang residence and saw Mr. Jiang from afar. Mr. Jiang is smiling happily now. Perhaps someone has restored the portrait of his precious daughter."

"Mr. Jiang's daughter?"

"This involves the affairs of the imperial court back then. I don't know the details, but the eldest daughter of the Jiang family disappeared fifteen years ago..."

Song Mingzhu didn't hear a word of what was said afterwards. When she saw Mr. Jiang's face clearly, a sense of familiarity arose spontaneously.