"When the Black Witch appears, the dynasty falls. But what about the Red Witch?"
“Red witches are no problem. Because the current red witches are no longer pure in bloodline and their abilities are limited, so they are not a concern. Only black witches are too powerful. They can stir up storms and change dynasties, which the court fears. If there is another black witch king... the court will be in danger.”
"The natural enemy of the Black Witch is the Red Witch. The imperial court can summon the Red Witches and let them deal with the Black Witch. In this way, the imperial court can enjoy the benefits of the two fighting each other."
"Hehe, you are quite clever. But pure-blooded red witches no longer exist. They were wiped out three hundred years ago. The red witches of today are those who were scattered in remote places back then, passed down from generation to generation, and none of them are pure-blooded."
"Perhaps... this is what they call, 'Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable.' If they had spared people back then, they wouldn't be in this mess today."
"It's hard for future generations to judge the merits and demerits of those who came before. As for the present, as long as Bianyun Village doesn't cause any major disasters, the imperial court won't bother with it."
"Granny, change course to Beigong Garden." A shrill voice rang out from outside the carriage window.
Granny Song replied, "I understand."
Mu Run looked at her and asked, "Where is Beigong Garden?"
"Princess Xiaoyu's private residence outside the palace."
"I was hoping to see the palace, but it seems I'm not destined for that. Despite being of royal blood, I've never even seen the palace. I guess there's no one like me who's ever been so frustrated."
"That's not necessarily true. At least you're still alive, while countless imperial heirs have died in the womb."
"Tsk tsk, as expected, there's always something worse."
“…Hehe.” Granny Song looked at her, her eyes filled with even more regret.
Looking into her eyes, Mu Run seemed to have already accepted her fate.
It's impossible to say I don't care at all. My newly emerging career as a tea connoisseur has been cut short, and I'm bound to feel a little resentful.
But thinking about how I came into this world in a disheveled state and left with nothing behind, it was a clean and tidy affair.
Let's just treat it as a dream.
Mu Run felt more and more relaxed as she thought about it, and even began to appreciate the hustle and bustle of Beijing outside the car window.
...
Beigong Garden is like a paradise on earth.
Flowers are blooming everywhere, with not a single corner where they have withered.
Entering Beigong Garden is like entering a sea of flowers, so beautiful that it feels like being in a fairyland.
Mu Run broke off a peach blossom and smelled its rich fragrance. "How did you do that? These flowers are already past their season."
"This is caused by witchcraft."
"witchcraft?"
"Red magic".
"If it's black magic, then these flowers should all be tree branches, right?"
"...Hehe, Madam Yun is very good at joking, she's a wonderful person."
"I'm just a normal person."
A middle-aged man walked towards us.
Mu Run looked at the other person's straight shoulders and back, not limping, but that night he had been messing around with women in the Prime Minister's mansion and the inner courtyard, and that was how he left.
"The shrimp is lame."
"..." The middle-aged man looked at her. "My name is Guo Haifu."
“Oh, Brother Guo,” Mu Run called out cheerfully.
The limp shrimp was stunned. The image of him and Granny Song teaching her manners on the boat flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"I'll try my best to give you a quick death in a bit."
"Okay, thank you, Brother Guo." Mu Run smiled broadly, her eyes sparkling as if stars had fallen from the sky.
The sight of the crippled shrimp and Granny Song filled them with a heavy heart...
"What kind of person is she?" Mu Run asked Princess Xiaoyu.
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