Hearing Qin Su's explanation, Mo Lan immediately shoved the token back into his hand, "Then I shouldn't have taken it. What if you need it and it delays your business? Wouldn't that be a sin?"
Qin Su looked at Mo Lan speechlessly, and after a moment, finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You think I'm less useful than a token?"
Did this woman forget her brain when she went out?
Mo Lan: "..."
Well?
She was just saying it casually, Mo Lan pinched her brow, looking embarrassed.
Seeing Mo Lan's expression, Qin Su placed the token in front of her again. "Take it. Didn't you say I owed you a favor? Use this as proof."
Having said that, Mo Lan couldn't refuse. She glanced at the token, nodded, and said, "Alright, thank you for your kindness."
Qin Su returned to her room, and Jing Lei pushed open the door and entered, giving a brief account of the situation between Mo Lan and her servant.
"She was having tea with a woman by the roadside?"
"Yes, I didn't get close, but their relationship seems a bit strained, yet they also seem strangely familiar." Jing Lei himself wasn't quite sure, and his words sounded somewhat confused.
Qin Su tapped her fingers on the table. So this shouldn't be her subordinate, but does she have any other friends in Guan County?
"Young Master, should we send someone to investigate?"
“No need,” he said. He had finally managed to get closer to Mo Lan, and it wouldn’t be worth it to create another rift because of some unimportant people.
If it's someone important to her, she'll find out sooner or later.
As for Mo Lan, after parting ways with Qin Sufeng, she returned to her room and began to look through the stock in the mandala. She took out two sets of pure silver headdresses and two sets of gold headdresses. In addition, she added several jade bracelets and several safety buckles, and finally some velvet flowers and beads. Originally, these trinkets were prepared for Hua Bao.
Looking at the table piled high with things, Mo Lan thought for a moment, then took the remaining silver and asked Han Shuang to buy several bolts of fine brocade and silk while it was still early. They brought them back and packed them layer upon layer into a full box.
The next day, after breakfast, Mo Lan brought Han Shuang to Songya Inn. As soon as they arrived at the door, Xiangcao greeted them, "Gentlemen, Madam has reserved a private room. Please follow me."
Mo Lan followed the maid up to the private room on the second floor. As soon as she entered, she saw Xiong Yanyan leaning against the window, looking melancholy.
"Madam, the guests have arrived." Xiangcao said, curtsied, and stepped outside to wait.
Mo Lan looked at the woman standing by the window, her brows and eyes filled with melancholy. Although she was dressed nicely, her expression was gloomy and she lacked vitality.
"You're unhappy in Guan County?"
"Happiness? To be a proper young lady, those things are not important."
Xiong Yanyan sat down at the table and raised her hand to smooth her temples. "My mother taught me a lot of rules so that I could have a good marriage. Only by becoming an outstanding young lady from a respectable family can I become the mistress of a household, at least on the surface, so that no one can find fault with me."
"So, did you succeed?" Mo Lan looked at Xiong Yanyan, raising an eyebrow. Her ambition was quite considerable.
Success? She did marry into the Yuan family as she wished, but she wasn't the eldest son; instead, she was the less favored third son. Unless she separated from the family, she would never be able to become the matriarch of a household.
"...Do you think things would have been different if I had brought my brother with me back then? My mother and I would have had his protection."
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