Yun Xiaoran was so frightened that she stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, she was pulled back by Granny Li. The two of them walked in an increasingly hurried manner, almost running, as if a ghost was really chasing them.
Jiang Qingwan clapped her hands, then turned her head and saw Mo Yunhan staring at her with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
Is he upset that she's being nosy and bullying his sweetheart?
She had no intention of breaking up someone's marriage, and spread her hands, saying, "I'm not lying. Believe it or not, just don't ask me for help later."
Song Yushu had no interest in listening to what they were saying. He hurriedly pulled Mo Yunhan a few steps away and asked in a low voice.
"Is she really a Taoist priest?"
Mo Yunhan paused for a moment, then said, "I suppose so."
"Why haven't you given up yet?" Song Yushu said with grief. "Don't investigate your mother's matter anymore. Since everyone has already forgotten, why are you still so fixated on it and causing more trouble?"
"Aunt, do you really believe my mother is a demon?" Mo Yunhan's chest heaved violently, clearly suppressing his emotions to the extreme, though his voice was somewhat hoarse.
"Aunt, I want the truth no matter what."
"You child..."
Knowing he couldn't dissuade her, Song Yushu couldn't help but turn back to look at Jiang Qingwan again.
Jiang Qingwan stretched out her finger towards the newly built earthen urn, made a few scribblings like a ghost character, and then touched it.
His behavior was childish, showing no trace of a Taoist master.
She looks like a pampered young lady kept in a mistress's house, with only her figure and face pleasing to men.
If he truly lacks ability, that's fine too. After failing many times, Mo Yunhan should stop investigating.
She sighed.
"Since you like her, then keep her. I'll find someone to teach her manners later, so she can serve you more comfortably."
After speaking, he could not hide his exhaustion and, with the help of his maid, returned to the main courtyard.
Mo Yunhan was still immersed in his emotions and didn't understand the meaning of the second half of her sentence.
His tall figure, though standing in the sunlight, exuded a sense of loneliness and isolation from the world.
Not far away, Jiang Qingwan was swinging her little feet while eating a peach on a recliner.
A fire was blazing in an earthen urn nearby, sizzling as it roasted the plump fish.
Lian'er was the best at seasoning; she brushed on layers of oil and seasonings, filling the garden with the delicate aroma of fish.
Smelling the fragrance, Mo Yunhan looked up.
A strong sense of lively atmosphere wafts towards you.
The courtyard, adorned with blooming flowers, exuded a peaceful and serene atmosphere, yet also revealed a happiness that seemed forever out of his reach.
He stared at it for a while, then turned and left.
Ye Qi quickly followed.
...
Yun Xiaoran's county lord's mansion is not located in Chang'an District.
The carriage made a rumbling sound as it rolled across the road.
She huddled in a corner of the carriage, trembling all over, clutching a black purse tightly in her hand, her once bright eyes now filled with malice.
Granny Li sat beside her, one arm still unable to be raised, her face also revealing a sinister look.
“Princess, that woman has some tricks up her sleeve; she may have actually learned some Taoist arts.”
Yun Xiaoran glared at her fiercely.
"I want you to kill her."
Granny Li looked troubled.
"She can see through the old servant's poison, so we'll have to find another way. Don't worry, Your Highness, she won't survive."
Yun Xiaoran finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a faint sound came to my ears, like a ghost.
"I'm so cold."
"who!"
She shouted shrilly, "Get out here! Get out here for me, the county magistrate!"
She held up the purse in her hand and looked around warily.
The sound disappeared again.
Granny Li hurriedly tried to comfort her.
“Princess, please calm down. That woman is deliberately trying to scare you. Her goal is definitely to ruin your image in the eyes of your maternal uncle and the Ninth Prince, and then use some despicable means to seduce the Ninth Prince. Please don’t fall for it.”
Yun Xiaoran was still shaken.
"She's not coming back, is she?"
Granny Li naturally knew who this "she" was.
"No, she's completely dead. I was the one who buried her body."
Yun Xiaoran was still uneasy and said angrily, "Go dig up her bones and burn them, then pour black dog blood into the well. How dare she frighten this county magistrate! I will make sure she never reincarnates."
...
After nightfall,
Ye Qi led Luo Jiu into Mo Yunhan's study.
"My lord."
Luo Jiu spread out the new blueprints, unable to hide his excitement. "The problem that has troubled me for so long is solved. Take a look."
He repeated Jiang Qingwan's explanation verbatim.
Night Seven was shocked.
"Old Luo, so you're saying the new armored vehicle is finished?"
Mo Yunhan gently tapped the table with his jade-like fingers.
"This blueprint is missing half."
"Your Majesty has discerning eyes; indeed, one aspect is missing. However, I will be able to obtain the complete blueprints in five days."
Luo Jiu couldn't hide her excitement, but Mo Yunhan frowned.
"Was this blueprint done by someone else?"
Ye Qi looked surprised.
"Your Highness, this is impossible! Old Luo is the most skilled master of mechanical arts in the world. Who is more skilled than him?"
Thinking of Jiang Qingwan, Luo Jiu snorted twice in anger, but did not hold back her praise.
“She is indeed amazing. If she weren’t a woman, I would doubt whether she was the legendary mechanic Banlu.”
"woman?"
Mo Yunhan's heart trembled slightly.
Both the divine strategist Ban Lu and the divine calculator Yun Tianji seem to have come from the mysterious Zhuge School.
"Five days from now, I will accompany you to meet her."
...
Jiang Qingwan took a nap during the day, but couldn't fall asleep at night, so she simply took a pot of wine and went to the pavilion.
The courtyard was quiet, with only the chirping of insects and the fragrance of flowers carried on the breeze, making it very pleasant.
She leaned against the railing, looking up at the night sky through the corner of the pavilion.
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