The candlelight flickered inside, casting a warm glow on Mu Chenshuang's half-closed eyes, making her appear gentle and graceful.
Her beauty, like that of a goddess descending to earth, left Linglong speechless, her lips curving upwards involuntarily, marveling at how incredibly beautiful her young mistress was.
"Ouch!" Lost in thought, Linglong accidentally pressed her hand down hard and cried out instinctively.
Mu Chenshuang's eyebrows twitched slightly. She opened her eyes and looked at Linglong, who was touching the back of her hand. She smiled and stood up. "I'm much better now."
"Miss, let me go prepare some hot water for you." With that, Linglong got up.
She had just stepped out of the house when she saw Lord Mu walking towards her. "Miss, the Marquis has arrived."
Upon hearing this, Mu Chenshuang, who was inside the room, sat up straight.
Thinking of Lord Mu's several moments of hesitation tonight, Mu Chenshuang knew that it was all because of the current difficult situation of the Marquis's mansion.
He came all the way to her bamboo courtyard so late, he must have something to say to her.
Thinking of this, Mu Chenshuang quickly got up and walked outside, "Father."
When Lord Mu saw Mu Chenshuang come out to greet him, his wise yet world-weary eyes flickered, but he did not speak, seemingly still somewhat hesitant.
Seeing this, Mu Chenshuang took the initiative to say, "Father, you must have something to say to Shuang'er, so please speak freely."
As she spoke, she made way for Lord Mu, inviting him to come inside and sit down.
A night breeze rustled the leaves, as if deliberately trying to unsettle them, constantly reminding the people of the Jingbian Marquis's residence that their current predicament was no different from being besieged on all sides.
"Shuang'er, you left the manor without permission again today, didn't you?" After sitting down, Lord Mu remained silent for a moment before speaking with a very serious expression.
Mu Chenshuang was startled; it seemed she hadn't been able to hide it from Lord Mu after all.
However, seeing that Lord Mu did not show any anger on his face, she thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
That's exactly right.
Lord Mu sighed inwardly, his eyes filled with worry, yet he was helpless.
"Do you really have to investigate that matter? Why can't you listen to my advice? This is not something you should investigate, nor is it something you can investigate." Lord Mu couldn't help but frown, displaying the authority of an elder.
This wasn't the first time such dissuasion had been offered, and Mu Chenshuang's resolute eyes instantly turned cold.
She had assumed that Lord Mu's unusual behavior today—his indecisiveness, his hesitation, and his wavering—was because he was struggling with the idea of telling her the truth. But she was wrong.
Lord Mu remained as stubborn as ever, refusing to let himself get involved in the matter.
Mu Chenshuang frowned slightly, and looked at Lord Mu with the same suspicious gaze.
What secrets did the events of that year hold, and how were they related to Lord Mu? Why was he so stubborn in not wanting her to find out the truth about Xie Changqing's death?
She was about to ask something when she heard Lord Mu suddenly sigh and speak.
"Fine, I know you're stubborn and won't listen to advice." Lord Mu, who had survived countless battles and never been afraid of swords and shadows, now felt a sense of powerlessness and helplessness rising from the bottom of his heart, gripping his soul tightly.
"Alright, perhaps Shuang'er's idea is right. We must take the initiative to do something in order to find a glimmer of hope in this chaos." "Although I still disagree with your continued investigation into what happened back then," Lord Mu, though he did not approve of Mu Chen Shuang's approach, still made some concessions. "From this moment on, the restriction of your confinement for reflection is lifted."
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