Song Yushu joked with a smile.
"You've only been apart for a few days, and it seems like I'm in the way and shouldn't have taken Xiaoran to Huguo Temple to offer incense."
"Auntie!"
Yun Xiaoran swayed her waist shyly, took out a talisman folded into a triangle shape from her bosom, and handed it to Mo Yunhan like a treasure.
"Brother Yunhan, this is something I prayed for after kneeling in the temple for a long time. You must carry it with you at all times; it will keep you safe."
Watching the interaction between the two, Jiang Qingwan finally understood where the hatred in Yun Xiaoran's eyes came from.
It turns out that they had misunderstood her relationship with Mo Yunhan.
She couldn't help but think of the dozen or so jars of exquisite Daughter's Red wine stored in the cellar, and looking at the two of them again, she felt that "human nature" was indeed very interesting.
She prided herself on being exceptionally intelligent, yet she was bewitched by a man like Qin Minglang, wasting five years of her life and harming both her body and her emotions.
This Princess Xiaoran, though cruel and two-faced, was able to fall in love with someone of noble birth like Mo Yunhan.
Master is right. The human heart is the most difficult thing to fathom, beyond the divination symbols of the Xuanmen school.
She withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes in deep thought.
That porcelain-white face looked fragile and forlorn.
This scene was witnessed by Mo Yunhan.
On their way back to the manor, he and Ye Qi both heard rumors about the Qin family's young master's voluptuous beauty.
Ye Qi even made a special inquiry and found that the rumored Qin family man was Qin Minglang.
She's incredibly stupid to still be hung up on a man who abandoned her and was a womanizer.
"Brother Yunhan".
Yun Xiaoran was startled to realize that Mo Yunhan was looking at Jiang Qingwan, and hurriedly tugged at his sleeve, "Don't you like the amulet I asked for?"
The man snapped out of his daze, reached out and took the money, tucking it into his waistband. His voice softened considerably. "I'll keep it with me."
After saying this, he stepped past her and walked to Song Yushu, bowing respectfully.
"Why did Aunt return from Huguo Temple so quickly? Wasn't it supposed to be in a few days?"
Song Yushu glanced at Jiang Qingwan but did not speak.
Yun Xiaoran, unwilling to give up, eagerly came over and deliberately stood intimately beside him.
"Brother Yunhan, news came from the palace that the Empress Dowager is unwell, so my aunt and I rushed back."
As she spoke, she deliberately glanced at Jiang Qingwan, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
"When I entered the manor, I saw a carriage parked in the backyard. I was worried that something had happened, so I came in to check. I didn't expect... Brother Yunhan, you have invited guests."
carriage?
Mo Yunhan suddenly looked at Jiang Qingwan, his eyes cold and deep.
Did you go out by carriage today?
Jiang Qingwan looked completely bewildered.
"What's it to you?"
The blunt question startled Song Yushu, leaving him speechless and his head buzzing.
How dare a kept woman in the backyard have such audacity?
The surroundings were deathly silent. Mo Yunhan pursed his thin lips, feeling both disgusted and annoyed.
There are some things he can't ask directly, lest it seem like he cares too much.
He simply couldn't stand her being both stupid and dissolute, defiling the beautiful scenery of his garden.
Standing not far away, Ye Qi twitched his lips violently.
Only he knew why Mo Yunhan asked that question.
The woman who was rumored to have had a romantic affair with that young master Qin was probably this Lady Jiang.
After the initial shock, Yun Xiaoran felt even more resentful. "Brother Yun Han, who exactly is she? How rude! She was so disrespectful when she spoke to my aunt just now!"
Jiang Qingwan was too lazy to say more.
"Mo Yunhan, they want to kick me out, you explain!"
The matter of treating her leg might involve the imperial court. How to speak about it, or whether to speak about it at all, is something that Mo Yunhan should consider. She will not get involved.
After saying that, he lazily walked towards Li Dou and Lian'er, and found a stone bench to sit on.
"I'm hungry, why isn't it finished yet?"
Just as Song Yushu came to his senses, a breath rose to his throat, and he couldn't swallow it down.
She pointed at Jiang Qingwan, then looked at Mo Yunhan, with a hint of disappointment.
“Yun Han, you are a prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, of noble status. Before you marry a principal wife, it's not a big deal to keep a woman to serve you in your household. But you should choose carefully, at least choose someone considerate and gentle. Look at the one you've found, she's really…”
At this moment, Jiang Qingwan suddenly picked up a piece of yellow mud, brought it to her nose, and smelled it.
Her loose dress swayed to the ground with this movement, her long black hair couldn't be held back and fell casually over her shoulders, even the hairpin at the back of her head was crooked.
Song Yushu felt increasingly suffocated in his chest. "It's really vulgar, slovenly, and unfit for a refined setting."
Yun Xiaoran obediently helped her catch her breath, but her eyes, filled with a mixture of spring-like shyness and a hint of resentment, looked at Mo Yunhan.
"Brother Yunhan, did you really... have physical intimacy with her?"
Mo Yunhan suddenly felt a burning sensation in his Adam's apple, and then he remembered the delicate woman he had held in his arms that day, which made him feel annoyed.
“Aunt, you misunderstand. How could I have a romantic relationship with someone like her? I’m not so desperate as to be indiscriminate. She is a Taoist priest I invited and is temporarily staying in the backyard.”
"A Celestial Master?"
Song Yushu's expression changed drastically, and his hands involuntarily clenched in his sleeves.
Yun Xiaoran secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, that woman looks like a seductive vixen; she absolutely cannot stay here.
She immediately offered gentle advice.
“Brother Yunhan, is she really a Taoist master? But why isn’t she wearing a Taoist robe or carrying any magical implements? Look at her posture, she probably doesn’t even know how to meditate. Instead, she seems like a fraudster with ulterior motives.”
Jiang Qingwan didn't want to pay any more attention to it.
She couldn't tolerate having her abilities questioned in front of her customers.
“Princess Xiaoran, have you been having terrible sleep lately, plagued by nightmares, and hearing strange voices talking in your ear, but you can’t find them?”
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