After reading this, is there anything Jiang Muyu doesn't understand?

Yun Xuan asked: "My Lady, the Eighth Lady's innocence cannot be ruined. Should we…"

"Wait a moment." She looked towards the door, but there was no movement there.

Over there, Jiang Muxue was being pressed down by Zhong Lei and forcefully kissed. She was crying like a pear blossom with tears in her eyes, and her clothes were torn open, revealing a large area of ​​her fair and tender skin.

Yun Xuan pulled her anxiously, "My Queen..."

Jiang Muyu was watching the door but there was still no movement. Seeing that Jiang Muxue was about to be dragged into the closet by Zhong Lei, she immediately stood up and walked over.

"You scoundrel, what are you doing!" Jiang Muyu shouted.

Zhong Lei was frightened by the loud shout and stood there in a daze. He looked up and saw Jiang Muyu coming over. He shuddered and immediately let go of Jiang Muxue, standing aside like a quail.

Jiang Muxue sat on the ground, crying and fumbling to tidy up her clothes, but her collar was torn and could hardly cover the peach-colored bellyband underneath.

"Yun Xuan, go get a bucket of water."

"yes."

Just now on their way here, they saw a well with a wooden barrel next to it. Yun Xuan went over and came back with water after a while.

"My lady, this wooden barrel has a broken board, so it can only hold half a barrel of water."

"It's okay, half a bucket is enough."

Jiang Muyu took the bucket from her hand and poured it over Jiang Muxue's head.

"Ah——" Jiang Muxue hadn't recovered from the shock just now, when a bucket of water was suddenly poured on her and she screamed immediately.

"Stand up!" Jiang Muyu ordered.

Jiang Muxue was very afraid of her at this moment and stood up tremblingly.

Jiang Muyu took off his outer robe and put it on her, then told Yun Xuan, "Help her out, don't go through the main entrance, go directly outside and get in the carriage."

"Yes." Yun Xuan immediately did as he was told and went over to support Jiang Muxue.

Jiang Muxue choked up and said, "Thank you, sister..."

Jiang Muyu waved his hands, "Alright, let's go now. Keep a low profile and tell people you fell into the water by accident."

"good."

After the two men left, Jiang Muyu turned around, without looking at Zhong Lei, and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhong, take care of yourself." Then he strode away.

Jiang Muyu arrived at the main hall and said goodbye to Princess Jin'an, "My sister accidentally fell into the water. I have already ordered someone to send her back to the carriage. Therefore, I have to leave early. I hope my aunt will forgive me."

Princess Jin'an was shocked and said, "Oh my! How come you fell into the water again after just injuring your foot? Is there anything serious? Do you need a doctor to take a look?"

"I have checked it out, it's nothing serious, don't worry."

"It's good that nothing happened, it's good that nothing happened. Eighth Girl is really in such a disaster and hardship."

Princess Rong An said, "I'm afraid she may have accidentally bumped into something. Sister-in-law, why don't you ask Eighth Miss to go to Putuo Temple to pray and get rid of the bad luck."

Feng Yaoyao also said: "The princess is right. Some people are so unlucky that even drinking cold water will cause food to get stuck in their teeth. They should go burn some incense and pray to the Buddha."

Jiang Muyu smiled and replied, "I will convey your wishes to my sister. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

Princess Jin'an said, "Princess, please take care. Someone, please see Princess Rui off."

Jiang Muyu bowed, then turned and left.

Yun Xuan had already asked the coachman to stop the carriage at the main gate of Shulang Garden. When he saw Jiang Muyu coming out, he got down and opened the curtain.

As soon as Jiang Muyu got on the carriage, he saw Jiang Muxue sitting huddled in the corner. Her hair was half-disheveled by the water, with some strands sticking to her forehead and cheeks. A few pearl hairpins were inserted crookedly in her messy hair. The rouge on her face had almost fallen off, her face was as white as paper, her clothes were in tatters, and she looked in a shabby state.

This is in stark contrast to her glamorous appearance when she went out this morning.

Jiang Muyu poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of her, her tone still light: "Have a cup of tea to warm yourself up."

Jiang Muxue didn't answer, but just shook her head slightly.

Jiang Muyu was too lazy to care about her and just drank his tea with a myriad of thoughts running through his mind.

The original text did not develop to this point. Jiang Muxue was just hugged by Zhong Lei and Liang Qingchen arrived while they were struggling.

But today, Jiang Muxue was about to be dragged into the private room, but she didn't see Liang Qingchen. If she hadn't suddenly decided to go to the bamboo garden to take a look, Jiang Muxue might have been...

The plot has begun to go off track.

If she hadn't come to Shulang Garden today, the plot would have continued to develop the same as the original text. Unfortunately, she became an uncertain factor in the novel.

So the plot of a novel can be changed.

The carriage was heading towards the palace. There was silence in the carriage. No one spoke, and everyone was preoccupied with their own thoughts.

…

In this side room, Shen Qingxi and Mu Feihuai also quietly left the main hall.

The two of them sat down in a pavilion.

Shen Qingxi then said, "Sister Mu, the Madam Liang I met that day turned out to be Princess Rui!"

Mu Feihuai looked around and whispered, "Don't say outside that you know Princess Rui. You've just arrived in the capital, and the Shen family doesn't have a foundation yet. I'm afraid that if someone knows about this, it will give people something to talk about."

Shen Qingxi nodded and said, "I understand. When outside, I will just pretend that I have never met Princess Rui."

"Well, that's best."

The two of them immediately changed the subject.

Soon, the poetry reading ended and everyone could leave on their own or go for a stroll in Shulang Garden.

Mu Feihuai took Shen Qingxi away, and the two went to a teahouse to listen to storytelling.

The gentleman on the stage picked up a piece of wood from the edge of the table and slapped it. Everyone was quiet, and he said aloud, "It is said that in the eleventh year of the Jiakang reign, there lived a man named Jin Jiu on Qianmen Street in the capital. He was a Mongolian..."

Mu Feihuai ordered a few dishes of food, and the two of them sipped their new tea, listening in ecstasy.

"At that moment, Master Jin Jiu understood everything. What happened in the past few months flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. Two tears rolled down Master Jiu's cloudy old eyes, but since that day, "Pi San'er" and Mr. Hou never appeared in front of Master Jiu again."

The storyteller slapped the table again and said, "This is exactly: One day of rescue, ten years of care, the deep love is remembered in the heart. Just because of poverty and suffering, the righteous monkey tells stories to repay the master's kindness."

The story came to an end, and everyone in the audience applauded.

At this moment, Shen Qingxi suddenly heard a familiar male voice. She looked over and met Liang Jinghe's gaze. She was stunned for a moment and quickly lowered her head.

After listening to the storytelling, Mu Feihuai pulled Shen Qingxi out of the teahouse, saying that he wanted to go to the Treasure Pavilion to look at the jewelry.

"Wait a minute, Sister Mu." Shen Qingxi suddenly stopped, touched her waist, and said, "My sachet seems to have fallen in there. I'll go look for it."

Mu Feihuai turned around and was about to go inside, "I'll go with you to look for it."

Shen Qingxi quickly held her back and said, "No, no, I was sitting there without moving. Maybe the sachet's strap got loose while I was listening to the story and it fell off. It should be right next to the seat. I can just go get it myself."

Mu Feihuai had no doubts, waved his hand and said, "Then go quickly and come back soon, I'll wait for you here."

"good."

Shen Qingxi walked quickly into the teahouse.

They were sitting upstairs just now. She walked up and looked around, and met Liang Jinghe's eyes. He was still sitting in the original seat.

The boy had fair and tender skin, a pair of very beautiful eyes, a high nose bridge, and slightly red lips, like an immortal depicted in a picture book.

Although it was not the first time he had seen it, Shen Qingxi was still stunned for a moment.

Shen Qingxi unconsciously straightened his back to make himself look more dignified, and walked slowly towards his seat. However, he was stunned when he saw that the stool next to him was empty.

She frowned, squatted down and searched carefully.

"This shouldn't have happened. It just fell here..."

"Is this what you're looking for?"

A clear and pleasant male voice came from above her head, and a white and slender hand appeared in front of her, with a lotus-shaped embroidered sachet in the palm - the one she had dropped.