Xiang Wanwan covered her face and ran back to her own courtyard. Her personal maid came forward and saw two bright red slap marks on her face. She was immediately horrified and said, "Miss, what happened to you..."
"Get out of here!"
Xiang Wanwan pushed her personal maid aside and rushed into the room, smashing things around. The sound of porcelain bottles and utensils breaking was almost continuous.
After a long time, the room quieted down.
The personal maid entered the room cautiously, looked at the mess on the floor, and cautiously stepped forward and asked, "Miss, are you going to tell the master of the house?"
"No."
Xiang Wanwan's eyes flushed, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "Get the car ready, I want to go find my mother!"
An hour later, at Xianfu Temple in the north of the city.
When Xiang Wanwan pushed open the door of the dining room, she saw her mother in simple clothes, concentrating on chanting scriptures in front of the Buddha statue, as if she was completely unaware of her arrival.
As soon as she stepped over the threshold, the chanting in the house suddenly stopped.
The middle-aged woman turned around and glanced at the slap mark on Xiang Wanwan's face. She was not surprised at all and said calmly, "Why did you come here? What's the matter that can't be discussed after I return home?"
"Mother, please don't lie to me."
Xiang Wanwan looked aggrieved. "You've known for a long time that Daddy is wary of the Wan family, and you're caught in the middle, so you often come here to hide away?"
The middle-aged woman put down her Buddhist beads and frowned: "Who told you this?"
"Tell me first, is it true or not?"
Xiang Wanwan clutched her sleeves tightly and pressed herself in front of her mother. "Last time, Father didn't let me go to the Blazing Flame Sect because he was afraid of the Wan family? And not because he was so-called... doing it for my own good?!"
The middle-aged woman remained silent, looked at her daughter's aggressive face, and turned away.
Such an action is tantamount to consent.
"You knew that a long time ago?"
Xiang Wanwan was filled with disbelief. Her shaky heart finally collapsed at this moment. She grabbed her mother's sleeve, her eyes bloodshot, "Why didn't you tell your daughter?"
The middle-aged woman stared at her daughter's distorted face and sighed softly: "As a mother, I'm afraid you will be sad."
"sad?"
Xiang Wanwan cried and laughed hysterically, "Are you afraid of being hurt, or are you afraid of losing face? You kept me in the dark and treated me like a fool?
What is your daughter to you? A plaything? Or a worthless abandoned child?
The middle-aged woman was slightly moved and grabbed her daughter's wrist with her backhand: "Wanwan, what can you do if you know?"
Xiang Wanwan's delicate body trembled slightly.
"I, your mother, am but a mere Qi-refining cultivator."
Seeing her daughter calm down, the middle-aged woman sighed and said, "The matter between the Xiang and Wan families is a dispute over cultivation resources and even more so, a conflict over territory. You and I have no right to interfere. Now that you know, why don't you stay here with me and worship Buddha in peace? It's better than losing your life."
"I don't!"
Xiang Wanwan suddenly broke free, took a step back, and said, "Mother, you are old and have lost your desire to seek the Tao, but I haven't. I am still young! I still have a chance to join the immortal sect. How can I be willing to give up now?
There is also a fairy fate!
This time, Dong Zhen passed it on to me for the immortal fate. If I get it, I will definitely soar to the sky. When the time comes... I will make Xiang Sheng look bad!"
"Immortal fate?"
The middle-aged woman's expression changed slightly. "Wanwan, listen to your mother. Don't go! How can you interfere in a fight between cultivators?"
Xiang Wanwan smiled coldly and turned to leave.
The middle-aged woman knew she couldn't persuade him, so she could only say, "Wait! If you really want to embark on the path of cultivation, there's no need to take risks now. There's a good solution."
Xiang Wanwan paused and turned around immediately.
The middle-aged woman's eyes darkened slightly, "You go and join the Dong Zhen Chuan."
"Mother, do you have any connection to the Dong Zhen Sect?"
Xiang Wanwan was shocked and angry. "Why didn't you take it out earlier? Why did you make my daughter wait so long for nothing?"
"If mother had it, why would she let you wait?"
The middle-aged woman looked helpless. "If possible... Mother really doesn't want you to follow my old path. The Dong Zhen Sect is not as good as the Xiang family. He is a great master of the Jindan stage. Even if you succeed, you may be abandoned. Then..."
After hearing this, Xiang Wanwan finally understood the meaning of her mother's words.
"You want me to be Dong Zhenchuan's concubine?"
Her voice rose, and her expression changed for a moment. Surprisingly, she wasn't angry at all, but instead revealed a resolute look: "Dong Zhen Chuan is such a great figure. If she takes a fancy to him, even if what mother said really happens in the future, I won't regret it!"
"Whatever."
The middle-aged woman sighed, pulled a booklet from a secret compartment beside her, and handed it to Xiang Wanwan. "This is a charm technique. Mother used it to facilitate the marriage between our two families. I wonder if it will work on the Dong Zhen Chuan. If you can't succeed the first time, you can give it a try."
Xiang Wanwan's eyes lit up slightly, and she gladly took the booklet, finally revealing a smile: "Thank you, mother!"
She put away the booklet, turned around and ran out without looking back.
The middle-aged woman looked at her departing back, her expression returned to calm, there was no joy in her eyes, only sadness.
Most clan girls without qualifications would suffer the same fate, practicing seduction techniques to become tools for marriage alliances. Would her daughter eventually be unable to escape the same pattern?
At the same time, Xiang family.
Xiang Hongyu and others have finished their discussion and arrived at Langyuan.
The main wing was magnificent and noble, so it was naturally reserved for Dong Jinghuan. Xiang Hongyu stayed in the room next to Xiang Sheng. As soon as he sat down, he ordered Qinji to call Xiang Sheng over.
"Rong'er, I have something to ask you, and you must tell the truth."
Xiang Hongyu finished speaking in a deep voice and glanced at the piano.
Xiang Wanwan’s affair was discovered so quickly?
Qin Ji's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't dare to stay any longer and expose his true identity, so he could only bow and leave.
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