Chapter 21: Big Heart

Thinking about the humiliating past when Kuang Guya had never given him a good look over the years, and how he was forced by his mother to make such a vow, Mu Heng couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry on his face, which made Song Yimei even more determined to have another child.

"Madam, I want to give birth to another child for the Marquis out of selfish motives, but this is also for the Marquis's Mansion, for the Marquis's and your reputation. After all, the Marquis' Mansion has not had any children for so many years. What will people outside think?"

Just by looking at Song Yimei, she could guess what Mu Heng was embarrassed about.

She spat secretly, feeling very disgusted that he didn't grasp the main point of her words, but she didn't dare to show it on her face, so she had to speak more bluntly.

When Mu Heng heard that it was just as she wished, his face changed immediately and he looked at Kuang Guya suspiciously.

Song Yimei saw that Mu Heng could no longer sit still, so she stood up and yelled at Kuang Guya, "You jealous woman, I was wondering how it was possible that none of the people in the backyard of our mansion could give birth to children for me in all these years except you and Mei'er? It turns out that you are the one behind this."

Seeing Mu Heng's fingers trembling with anger, Song Yimei pointed at Kuang Guya and did not allow her to argue at all. She jumped up and shouted at her, "Poisonous woman, you poisonous woman, jealous woman."

After shouting, he suddenly looked enlightened and stared at Kuang Guya and asked, "You are the mistress of the family, and it was you who arranged to send the person to the family temple. Tell me, tell me, is it that you can't tolerate a child that is not yours, and you deliberately made trouble to make Mei'er sad?"

"My Lord, you have probably forgotten, right? Back then, it was mother-in-law who proposed not to let you, the apple of my eye, have more children. It had nothing to do with me or anyone in the Kuang family from the beginning to the end."

Seeing Mu Heng so angry, Kuang Guya calmed down and sat steadily on the chair.

She reached out to pick up the teacup, took a sip slowly and put it down, then said to Mu Heng with a mocking look on her face: "My Lord, don't you know in your heart that whether it's me or the people of our Kuang family.

We actually don't care how many illegitimate sons and daughters the Marquis has. Why should we care if they are not born by me? How can we say whether we can tolerate them or not?"

As she spoke, she looked at Song Yimei, who was standing next to Mu Heng and could not help but show her claws, as if she was afraid that the world would not be in chaos. The disgust on her face became particularly obvious and she could not hide it at all.

Not in the mood to continue arguing with the two, Kuang Guya stood up, regained her usual expressionless look and said to Mu Heng: "The people have been brought back, I'm not so mean as to not allow them to come out for fear of spending a few more dollars.

It is even more impossible that he would harm a concubine's daughter who was sent to the ancestral temple just to compete with someone for favor. Who is the one who cares about her and did this behind the scenes? Lord, if you really want to know, you can find out by spending more time to investigate. "

After saying that, Kuang Guya looked at Song Yimei meaningfully and said, "If this matter doesn't involve me, it's better to have less trouble than more, and I don't like to meddle in other people's business.

But since someone insists on involving me, do I really have to help them take the blame? Who should be labeled as a vicious woman or a jealous woman, haha——"

After sneering twice, she turned around and left.

What does this mean? Looking at Kuang Guya's departing back, Mu Heng became thoughtful. Although what Kuang Guya said was unpleasant to the ear, he had no doubt that this was what she was thinking.

She did not bother to take action against his concubines and daughters-in-law.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 22: Changing Face

Not her, then?

Mu Heng changed his gaze and looked at Song Yimei with suspicion. He saw her attitude that anyone with a discerning eye could see clearly and she was eager to create chaos.

Thinking about the past ten years of pretending to be real, I am afraid that I have really made this woman's heart grow bigger. She has begun to think about and calculate things that do not belong to her.

Mu Heng narrowed his eyes. Where was the slightest bit of tender affection he had for Song Yimei in the past? Staring at Song Yimei, he asked dangerously, "Is it you?"

"My Lord, Madam is clearly slandering me. Please make a wise decision and help me."

Song Yimei was shocked by Mu Heng's sudden change of expression. She never thought that Mu Heng, who always doted on her, would turn around and doubt her just because of Kuang Guya's unfounded words.

This was totally beyond her expectations, and she almost began to doubt that the favor she had enjoyed over the years was fake.

But she didn't dare to turn against Mu Heng, let alone question him. She could only bite her lip and shed big tears. She cried like a pear blossom in the rain, looking even more pitiful.

"Slander you? You are such a thing, are you worthy of Madam's slander?"

He kicked Song Yimei suddenly, but Mu Heng did not show her the same tenderness as usual. He looked at Song Yimei, who was kicked to the ground and looked at him in disbelief, with a cold face. He cursed fiercely: "You'd better not have done anything, otherwise, hum——"

After saying this, he left angrily without caring about Song Yimei who was lying on the ground.

Song Yimei: "."

She was silent for a moment, and when she saw the strange and contemptuous looks from the servants around her, she felt extremely hateful.

Unfortunately, this is Shaohua Garden, the main courtyard of the Yuejiang Marquis's mansion, and the territory of Yuejiang Marquis's wife Kuang Guya. Even if she hated him in her heart, she didn't dare to show it.

Covering her face, Song Yimei could only sob. No one saw the hideous and distorted expression on her face.

After all, she didn't dare to stay in Jinxiu Hall for too long. Song Yimei was quickly supported by her personal maid and returned to her own Plum Courtyard.

After entering the inner room and driving everyone out, she smashed everything around. Only after she destroyed a set of expensive tea sets did she feel better.

Sitting down, she slowly clenched her hands as she thought of Yuejiang Hou Muheng's ruthless behavior.

No, she has kept things very secret over the years. Madam usually doesn't care about anything, and those words must be just guesses, and the Marquis can't find out anything. Even if he finds out, she still has a trump card to save her life.

Even though she thought so, Song Yimei still couldn't hide the panic in her heart.

She knew that although she had a trump card, it was not the best time to use it. If she took it out at this time, wouldn't all her planning and forbearance over the years be in vain?

No, she had been planning for so many years, she would not allow herself to fail. She clenched her fists tightly, with a crazy scarlet in her eyes - Shaohuayuan, East Warm Pavilion.

"As soon as you left, the Marquis got angry and kicked Concubine Song in the heart, calling her a piece of shit. Concubine Song was so angry when she returned to the Plum Courtyard that she threw and smashed things."

It was not easy to hide the news that happened in Yuejianghou Mansion from Shaohuayuan, let alone the news that happened in Shaohuayuan, right under their noses.

Song Yimei didn't know that just after she returned to Meiyuan and smashed things, the news was told to Kuang Guya by Kuang Guya's wet nurse, Nanny Weng, as a joke.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 23 Unhappy

After swallowing the last mouthful of blood swallow and putting the silver spoon back into the empty silver bowl, Kuang Guya just smiled faintly and said nothing.

Nanny Weng stood beside her and took the empty silver bowl from her hand and handed it to the waiter beside her. She then took a cup of water from another person and handed it to her.

Kuang Guya took the water and rinsed her mouth, then spat the water into the spittoon that was held in front of her. She then picked up the warm handkerchief, pressed the corners of her mouth, and put it down.

After she put down the handkerchief, Nanny Weng came to her side and massaged her shoulders while persuading her in a low voice, "Madam, even though the Marquis has been doting on Concubine Song for many years, he still only trusts you in his heart.

Otherwise, how could he believe you just for saying that without any evidence? After all, you are a proper couple, so you should be gentler to the Marquis from now on, and don't put on the previous attitude of keeping people at a distance. "

As she said this she sighed.

There are some things that others dare not say, but as Kuang Guya's wet nurse, who has taken care of her since she was a child and has always been the closest person to her, Nanny Weng feels that she needs to persuade her more.

She continued, "What Aunt Song said is true. You and the Marquis have only one son and one daughter, which is indeed too thin. It is said that brothers fight tigers together, and fathers and sons fight in battle.

Although the son-in-law is also a half-son, if something really happens, even the eldest daughter may not be able to help, and the husband's family should be given priority. Without a brother from the same mother, wouldn't the eldest young master be alone when the time comes? "

Nanny Weng felt that what Song Yimei said was right, but in her opinion, only those who came from the same mother could be considered brothers, and only they could rely on each other.

Otherwise, it is better not to have it. If you have it, it may become an enemy, which is not only unreliable but also very likely to be a hindrance.

But even if Aunt Weng had the guts, she wouldn't dare to say this in public. Although Shaohua Garden was well managed by them, it was impossible to say that it was like an iron barrel with no leaks at all.

So when she spoke, she just emphasized the four words "brothers from the same mother".

"Nurse, I know you are doing this for my own good. But if you really want to do this for my own good, don't say this again. Not to mention that I already have Jingyan and Jinghe, even if I don't have them, I'm not willing to bear children for him."

Waving his hand to let the waiters in the room leave, Kuang Guya sneered at Nanny Weng, "Haven't you figured it out yet? He and Song Yimei are birds of a feather. Both are cold-hearted people.

One is a hypocrite who doesn't care about anyone except himself; the other is a beast who can be cruel to even his own daughter. Jing Yan looks okay now, but how much does Jing He look like him? If I have another child."

Kuang Guya shook her head. Seeing Nanny Weng looking at her with disapproval, she frowned and said, "Nanny, I know what you are thinking, but I have made up my mind. I am really afraid that if I give birth to another child of his, the child's personality will be more like his, and then I will have no place to cry."

After a pause, she pulled up a smile that didn't reach her eyes, and said coldly: "And do you really think that he believes what I say because he respects me?

Do you really think that the old lady didn't allow Concubine Song to have more children because she was afraid of our Kuang family?

Do you really think that Aunt Song targeted his concubines, so that in recent years, except for the second young lady, there have been no illegitimate sons in the mansion, and he has no idea about the birth of illegitimate daughters?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 24: The Difference Between Legitimate and Concubinage

"Isn't it? Is there some other hidden secret here?"

Opening her mouth, Nanny Weng looked at Kuang Guya with doubts: "Everyone says that having many children brings happiness. Could it be that the Marquis and the old lady are exceptions?"

"Of course not."

Kuang Guya said with a face full of sarcasm: "There is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate children. Since Taizu, our Da Zhao has always looked down on illegitimate sons and daughters. For most of the rich and powerful families, having many sons and more blessings refers to legitimate sons, not illegitimate sons.

If it weren't for the fact that Concubine Song was too favored, and if he hadn't been afraid that he would be so enchanted by her beauty that he would forget his sense of propriety and allow her to have children one after another, and if it got out, the Marquis' Mansion would be laughed at. Why would they force him to swear?"

"I also know the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children. But, no matter how much there is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate children, isn't the illegitimate son also the bloodline of the Marquis' Mansion?"

Kuang Guya's words made Nanny Weng more and more confused. She couldn't help but ask, "It's not like our mansion can't afford to support her. How can you say that she will be laughed at?"

"That's because our Great Zhao Emperor Taizu had suffered a lot when he was a child because of the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children. So after the founding of the country, it was clearly stipulated in the law that it applies not only to the common people, but also to the royal family, even to illegitimate princes.

If one is incompetent and has no merit, he cannot inherit the throne and cannot be made a prince. This applies to the royal family, not to mention the aristocratic families and the nobles. The law clearly stipulates that it is a serious crime to treat a concubine as a legitimate heir regardless of the circumstances.

Even if a concubine's daughter married into a high-ranking family, she could only marry a concubine's son. Even if a concubine's son had great potential, unless he had made great contributions to the court, the best he could do was to become a third-rank official.

Therefore, the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children in our Dazhao Kingdom is particularly obvious. A truly respectful family would not even allow illegitimate sons or daughters to be born.

So in the mind of the Marquis, not only the person he had doted on for half his life was just a toy. Even illegitimate sons and daughters were actually the same to him. Even if illegitimate sons and daughters were born, they would not bring him much benefit.

So, since someone is willing to step out and be the bad guy, and make all the concubines in his backyard unable to give birth and it can't be blamed on him, why should he jump out to stop it?"

Kuang Guya said so much in one breath that Nanny Weng was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.

After a while, she sighed and said, "So this is why Miss knew that Concubine Song was behind all these years but did nothing about it. Do you know that even if the Marquis knew about this, he would not blame you?"

If Kuang Guya hadn't explained it so clearly, Nanny Weng really wouldn't have known that the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children was so great.

She couldn't help but chant a Buddha's name and said thankfully, "Fortunately, when we were still in the mansion, Madam Chen next door came to you and wanted to ask for Lian Niang to be the second wife on behalf of her youngest son, but you asked you to reject her without a second thought.

If it weren't for you, how could my family have the ability to reject them? If Lian Niang really became a concubine, even if she was a noble concubine, it would be difficult for her to give birth to a child.

I am afraid that they will foolishly think that they are unlucky and do not have children. When they grow old and ugly, they will end up with a miserable old age.

How could she be so blessed now? You helped her choose a considerate son-in-law. Although her life is not so rich, at least she has enough food and clothing.

She has one or two maids and servants at home, and she can be the head of the family. She has three sons, and the eldest has passed the imperial examination. She will not have to worry about anything for the rest of her life.

Thinking of her own daughter's good life now and her grandson's hard work, it is very likely that she will be able to win an imperial decree for her daughter in the future. When Aunt Weng looked at Kuang Guya, her eyes were filled with infinite gratitude.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 25 Touched

"Qi Da is not a good match. Being a concubine of a rich family, even if you can enjoy temporary wealth and glory, what's the use? How can it be as comfortable as finding a wealthy family and being the master of your own house?"

Thinking of the old lady whom she once trusted and respected, and treated like her own sister, and her personal maid Chen Lianniang, Kuang Guya couldn't help but reveal a sincere smile on her face, and smiled slightly: "Since I was a child, I have never treated Lianniang as an ordinary maid.

Back then, I already knew the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children in our Dazhao. I knew that the more powerful the family, the less likely it was to tolerate illegitimate sons and daughters. How could I have the heart to let her become a concubine, which might lead to her being childless and having no one to rely on for the rest of her life? "

"I knew that young lady, you have always been a very ambitious person. But..." It was a pity that Lian Niang did not appreciate a good person's kindness and even complained about such a good young lady in private in front of her.

But no matter how bad Lian Niang was, she was still her own daughter, and Nanny Weng would never say such words.

After a pause, she awkwardly changed the subject and said, "The more powerful the family, the less they value illegitimate sons and daughters. This old servant also knew this before.

However, the highest official rank that the court has decided for illegitimate sons is no more than the third rank, and even illegitimate princes are not eligible to inherit the throne, and cannot even be granted the title of prince. This old servant could never have imagined this."

Nanny Weng was very curious as she spoke, and couldn't help asking Kuang Guya in a very low voice, "You say, the Grand Ancestor set such a rule. Isn't he afraid that the concubine's son will not be eligible to inherit the throne, which may leave the royal family without a successor?"

"Isn't there still a way to achieve meritorious service?"

Gu Ya was also very cautious when discussing royal affairs in private, and lowered her voice again, saying in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "How could Emperor Taizu not think of what we can think of? We in Da Zhao have always valued martial arts, and the more aristocratic the family, the less likely it is that women are exempt from this. This is because everyone knows that only a strong mother can give birth to an equally strong child.

Therefore, everyone has a master who teaches them literature and martial arts since they were young. This is the case for noble families, so how can the royal family be an exception? Those descendants of the dragon will only be more diligent. "

"Yes, it is said that only those who endure hardships can become successful. How can you succeed in life without enduring hardships?"

Thinking of Kuang Guya, Mu Jingyan, and Mu Jinghe, who all started practicing martial arts at a young age and had suffered a lot, Nanny Weng couldn't help but sighed: "This is what you said in the past, 'Parents who love their children will plan for their long-term future.'"

She is nothing like Concubine Song, who after all came from a humble family and has a short-sighted vision.

Thinking back to the beginning, the Second Miss also followed the First Miss and the Young Master to practice martial arts. At that time, she had not yet complained about the hardship and fatigue, but Aunt Song cried and shouted, and refused to let her "suffer" any more.

Shaking her head, Nanny Weng could not help but think of Mu Qingyin who died at a young age, and said, "If Aunt Song had not stopped her from practicing martial arts, perhaps she could have escaped this time and even survived."

Speaking of Mu Qingyin, Kuang Guya was also slightly touched.

However, she quickly ignored the strange emotions in her heart and sneered with a bit of anger: "It's fate. She didn't have good luck and happened to meet such a cruel and ruthless biological mother who would take advantage of anything."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 26 Birds of a Feather

Kuang Guya never hesitated to speak to Nanny Weng, the wet nurse with whom she was always close.

She sneered, "Mrs. Song is not only short-sighted, she is too selfish. In her eyes, her own daughter's future is not as important as winning favor and gaining a few more sympathies from the Marquis.

After all these years, what is going on in the second young lady's yard? Haven't you figured it out yet? Sometimes I really doubt that the child is not hers, but her enemy's.

Otherwise, as the saying goes, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. Many animals know how to protect their own cubs. But what about her? Who would believe that a mother would do such things to her own child if they knew about all the things she did behind his back? "

Aunt Weng shook her head and sighed, "Alas, some people are inherently evil. Who else but herself could there be? Even if that was her own child, in her mind it was just a matter of whether she could use him or not.

So such a person must not be sincere to the Marquis, but it's a pity that the Marquis couldn't see clearly and was fooled by her sweet words. "

"Birds of a feather." Kuang Guya sneered.

Seeing that Kuang Guya was unhappy, Nanny Weng couldn't help but curse herself in her heart for bringing up Mu Heng again. She quickly turned the topic back to Mu Qingyin and sighed, "It's the fate of the Second Miss to have such a biological mother.

It's not like you didn't intervene at first, but the more you intervened, the more excited Concubine Song became. She used tricks to mistreat the Second Miss even more severely.

But the Marquis just stood on Zaohong's side without asking about her innocence, and blindly thought that since she was the biological mother, everything she did was for the good of the Second Miss, and that you, the stepmother, had ulterior motives.

Even the eldest lady and the young master are suspicious of your involvement in the affairs of the second lady. After all, she is a concubine's daughter, and you can't protect her too obviously. You can't let the eldest lady and the young master turn away from you for her, right?"

"."

Kuang Guya was silent, with a sad look on her face.

If she hadn't taken her children's feelings into consideration and not let them think that she valued a concubine's daughter more than them, and if she hadn't felt pity for Mu Qingyin, she really wouldn't have had the heart to let her go.

But what's the point of saying this now? The person's whereabouts are unknown.

"Don't feel bad. Although the second young lady fell off the cliff, she fell into the river and no one can find her alive or dead. In my opinion, there is still hope for her to survive."

Looking at Kuang Guya's expression, Nanny Weng knew that it would be wrong for her to bring up the topic again.

It was obvious that the young lady was upset. She could only comfort him hurriedly, "Who knows who rescued the second young lady after she was washed down the river?"

"."

After another period of silence, Kuang Guya suddenly said, "Then send someone to look for her privately. Don't use anyone from the Mu family, and don't make it known to everyone. If she is really lucky, once we find her, we can quietly find a proper place to put her, let her recover from her injuries, and then we can do anything else."

"Yes. I will pass on your instructions right away. You have not changed after all these years. You may say you are tough, but you are actually soft-hearted than anyone else."

Having followed Kuang Guya for many years, Nanny Weng immediately understood what she meant. She was still worried that the Second Miss would be found. With a trouble like Concubine Song around, she might not even have the chance to recuperate and would be sent directly to the family temple.

Thinking about the life the Second Young Miss had lived over the years, she couldn't help but feel sympathetic and actually felt sorry for her.

Is she soft-hearted? Thinking of how Mu Qingyin was favored on the surface, and how she ate and used everything, and even her private room looked no less than her own legitimate daughter Mu Jingyan. She lived a life of luxury, but was not well-received in private, and even her biological mother, Concubine Song, was mean to her.

Kuang Guya was stunned for a moment, then said quietly, "If you are soft-hearted, it depends on who you are with. If someone is really that kind of person with a ruthless heart and ruthless hands, being soft-hearted may only hurt yourself."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 27 Going Down the Mountain

"No more?"

The news that Mu Qingyin fell off a cliff and disappeared without a trace could not be concealed, and soon everyone in Yuejianghou Mansion knew about it.

After listening to what Cui'er, her personal maid, said to her.

Although she didn't have much affection for her concubine sister, they were sisters by blood after all. Hearing this, Mu Jingyan was still shocked. Her hand that was embroidering trembled, and bright red blood beads suddenly appeared on her fingertips, causing Cui'er to exclaim.

She put her finger into her mouth and sucked it in a daze. There was a trace of sadness in Mu Jingyan's eyes, but she didn't show it on her face. She glanced at Cui'er calmly and said, "Tell me more carefully, how did the second young lady die?"

"Our family temple is on the mountain. The mountain road is narrow and we have to change to a mule cart if we want to go up--"

Being looked at nonchalantly by Mu Jingyan, Cui'er thought that she was being disdained for making too much of a fuss.

She couldn't help but stick out her tongue secretly, not daring to care about her eldest daughter's finger that was pierced with blood, and she honestly told everything she had found out.

"No more?"

Mu Jinghe, who had also received the news, was in his study admiring a painting of a beauty that he had just obtained.

After listening to the servant boy beside him telling him everything about Mu Qingyin's fall from the cliff, he continued to stare at the beauty painting nonchalantly, with an extremely mean smile on his face: "It's good that she's gone. Anyway, even her own mother, Concubine Song, doesn't like that annoying scoundrel. Letting her live one more day is one more day of wasting our money."

After saying this, he gently stroked the beauty painting on the table, his face showing an intoxicated look. Seeing this, his servant did not dare to disturb him any more and quietly left. ——The days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye it was New Year's Day. The red spring couplets, the white snow, the deafening sound of firecrackers. These lively atmospheres of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, Mu Qingyin, who was still in the mountains, could not feel them at all.

It was not until spring came that Mu Qingyin realized that winter had passed. In a trance, she felt a sense of "there is no year in the mountains, and you don't know the year after the cold ends."

After staying in the mountains for some time, one day Mu Qingyin finally spotted a hunter entering the mountains.

She did not go forward but followed from a distance. When she vaguely saw the houses in the village and the rising smoke from the cooking fires, she turned back and found a cave near the village to make some arrangements.

Before going down the mountain the next day, Mu Qingyin did not forget to change into the spring clothes she wore in her previous life. The fabric and style were ordinary and would not be too conspicuous if she wore them outside.

Fortunately, this was in her mustard seed space. In addition to the gorgeous clothes she brought from Yuejiang Marquis Mansion in this life, there were also clothes and jewelry that she wore in her previous life that could be worn by ordinary people.

All she had to do in this life was to alter those baggy and slightly old-fashioned clothes to make them fit her properly so that when she wore them people wouldn't think she was a child wearing adult clothes.

After changing clothes, Mu Qingyin did not forget to carefully apply ointment made from herbs picked from the mountains, which would not be easily washed off by water, to her hands, face, neck and other exposed parts.

The recipe of this ointment was taught to her by her mother.

At that time, she lived alone in the market under an assumed name. Although she was still served by guards and maids, her mother was still worried that her beauty would be coveted by others if she lived alone, so she taught her this recipe.

It is said that a white complexion can hide three ugly features, and vice versa.

Fortunately, it was this ointment that made her skin look dull and yellow, no longer so white and eye-catching. Later, the Kuang family fell into decline, and she completely lost her protection. She didn't know who came to kill her.

As the days passed, the people who served and protected her died or dispersed. In the end, only Ah Sha was left by her side. When she fled with her, she finally learned how to make herself look ugly and deliberately drew a large dark red birthmark on her face. Only then did the two of them escape from the heavy pursuit -

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 28 Ah Sha

She thought of the past again, thought of Ah Sha, and thought of how she met him ten years later in her previous life. Thinking that he didn't know where he was at this time, and that he might be suffering in a place she didn't know, Mu Qingyin suddenly felt very upset.

With a complicated expression, he took the sharpened charcoal and made some slight changes to his face.

After confirming her current attire through the diamond-shaped mirror, Mu Qingyin smiled with relief, saying, "I finally look much better this way."

When everything was ready, she walked towards the village at the foot of the mountain.

Having practiced the "Medicine Heart Sutra" for several months and even practiced the second volume, Mu Qingyin not only felt that she was obviously stronger, but she could also read many of the books in the mustard seed space that were originally unable to be opened.

This gave her the opportunity to eagerly learn a lot of pharmacology. She also made use of the seemingly endless supply of medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet and selected some practical, commonly used, and relatively simple pills to learn how to prepare.

As she learned how to prepare the pills, Mu Qingyin discovered that she had a very high talent for it. This discovery made her very excited, and she became more motivated to try.

So while she was practicing in the mountains, she also prepared a lot of pills for healing wounds, stopping bleeding, and treating minor illnesses such as typhoid fever and cough.

Of course, in addition to these commonly used and simple ones, she also began to try to prepare the pills that were more difficult, but the effect was amazing, and made her heart beat fast. To be honest, if she hadn't been thinking about telling the truth to her mother, grandparents, and others, to give them some warnings, so that they would not be accidentally deceived by those evil-minded people again in this life.

Mu Qingyin was really willing to stay in the mountains and practice.

After a few months, Mu Qingyin really felt that although her life in the mountains was inevitably a bit hard, she lived a simple life, except for practicing or preparing medicine, which made her live a very relaxed and comfortable life.

She likes this kind of life. Her current wish is to wait until she recognizes her relatives and then find Ah Sha. Then she will take him to a beautiful place to live and concentrate on practicing the Medicine Heart Sutra.

The "Medicine Heart Sutra" seems to be very powerful. Who knows, if he practices it to the end, it may be able to cure Ah Sha's illness and help him remember where he came from, his name, and find his home and relatives?

"Asha, even though I still don't know where you are or if anything happened to you, I will definitely find you sooner this time. Even if I can't save you, I will try my best to save you from suffering. Wait for me."

Thinking back to his previous life, he realized that he had taken in Ah Sha only out of sympathy, and that when they fled afterwards, not only were their lives in danger, but they were also almost unable to afford three meals a day.

At that time, she didn't want to implicate Ah Sha, fearing that if he continued to follow her, she would implicate him and lose his life, so she advised him to leave several times.

She knew that Ah Sha could understand.

Although Ah Sha's brain was damaged by the high fever, after spending more time with him, she found that he was not really stupid. He just became a few beats slower than the average person in reaction.

But no matter what method she used, Ah Sha was stubborn and always insisted on staying with her.

Thinking of the cute Ah Sha who was naive but stubborn at that time, Mu Qingyin's heart suddenly became unusually soft and tears welled up in her eyes.

"If only I hadn't been afraid that Ah Sha would think about his past too much and feel sad. That way I would know more about his past and have a place to find him."

Mu Qingyin sighed deeply, and once again felt a deep sense of powerlessness since her rebirth.

Whether it was to find her mother, grandparents and others to tell them the truth about her life, or to find Ah Sha in advance, no matter which one she did, she had no idea how to proceed, and she felt deeply helpless.

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Chapter 29: The Intention

It seems that this is because she is alone and weak, so she still has to think of ways to secretly build a power of her own.

This way, I won't be so passive in the future.

Moreover, as long as he had his own power, even if his mother, grandparents and their families did not believe him for a while after he told the truth, he would not be trapped in a passive position, and would not have difficulty in withdrawing and being forced to return to Yuejiang Marquis Mansion.

Or, what if, in the end, even with her warning, they still inevitably fell into the trap? As long as she was there, with the power behind her, she could also find a way to prevent her mother from dying like that. She would no longer have to watch the Kuang family collapse like in her previous life, with nothing left in an instant.

The idea came to Mu Qingyin's mind. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the benefits of building her own power would be innumerable.

Although she had never done such a thing before, Mu Qingyin had lived two lives after all and had experienced a lot of things, so she felt that she had some experience.

Moreover, she also held in her hand a considerable amount of wealth that she had saved for more than ten years, which had been stored in the mustard seed space without a single cent missing, so she felt quite confident.

Suddenly she seemed to have found the direction to move forward, and finally began to no longer feel so confused and overwhelmed.

"If you want to run your own power in secret, you first need money, a lot of money. The second thing is manpower. As long as you have money, you can naturally recruit people."

On the way down the mountain, Mu Qingyin was thinking about where to start. She felt that if she wanted to make a lot of money, she would have to rely on business to make money quickly. If she wanted to do business, she would not have the manpower at the beginning, and she would have to do many things in person.

Then it will be inconvenient for me to wear women's clothes at that time.

"Asha, so I still have to change into men's clothes to make it more convenient, right?"

She asked softly, because she didn't get the familiar silly laugh in response. She felt lost and realized again that this was no longer the time when she and Ah Sha depended on each other in her previous life.

Even though Ah Sha didn't understand what I said at the moment, he couldn't answer me. He could only laugh at himself, but I still developed the habit of repeating everything to him.

After feeling lost for a long time, Mu Qingyin began to be thankful that she did not die on the cliff.

Otherwise, if Ah Sha never met her again in this life, he would have to live alone by doing hard labor, and would often be bullied and deducted by others. How pitiful it would be to be hungry and cold? With another worry in her heart, Mu Qingyin's originally brisk steps became particularly heavy, and her walking speed slowed down a lot.

But no matter how slow we went, we finally reached the small village at the foot of the mountain.

On the mountain, when Mu Qingyin looked from a high point, she found that this village was poorer than most villages she had seen in her previous life. Almost all the houses were thatched houses with earth bricks, and there were almost no blue brick and tile houses.

"Where are you from? Why do you look so strange?"

After entering the village, Mu Qingyin hadn't walked a few steps when she met a few women carrying wooden basins filled with clothes. Seeing her, the women looked over curiously.

After looking at her for a while, a young woman who was about twenty years old, the fairest, most delicate and pretty, with a cheerful personality and the least patches on her clothes was the first to speak and ask with a smile.

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Chapter 30 Big Face

"Sister, I am not from your village. I was collecting herbs in the mountains and accidentally lost my way. Then I encountered a wild boar and lost my medicine basket. It took me a lot of effort to find the way down the mountain and get to where you are."

Facing the young woman's question, Mu Qingyin, who had been prepared, answered with a clear and crisp voice. Then, she looked at the young woman with hope on her face and asked, "Sister, can you tell me which village this is and how far it is from Changhe Town?"

"Your home is in Changhe Town?"

Before the young woman could answer, another dark-skinned woman who was much older than her interrupted and said, "Changhe Town is not close to us. It takes at least half a day's walk."

As she spoke, she took a closer look at Mu Qingyin's clothes and couldn't help but envy her: "So you are a girl from town? No wonder your parents were willing to let you go up the mountain to collect herbs, wearing such a nice cotton dress. It's a good thing you didn't carelessly scratch the dress."

Mu Qingyin: "."

"That's right. Even when going up the mountain, she would wear good clothes without any patches. I'm afraid only the girls in your town would be willing to do that."

"Amitabha, how wealthy must this family be to be willing to waste it like this?"

The thin dark woman's words quickly attracted several voices of agreement. Several women looked at Mu Qingyin's clothes with critical, disapproving but unconcealed envy.

Among their group, there was one who looked about the same age as the young woman who first spoke to Mu Qingyin, but she was not as pretty as the young woman.

The tall, thin woman looked mean, and the young woman looked at Mu Qingyin with a look of envy and jealousy. She immediately lectured her rudely, "You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you manage the household.

Did you run away secretly without telling your parents? Otherwise, even if your family was well off, they would never let you, a loser, destroy things like this.

How old are you? Don't you know that you can just wear old clothes when you go to the mountains to collect herbs? How dare you, a little girl, wear such fine cotton clothes without even a patch on them? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning and being taken away by God?"

Is this too vicious? What is going on? Even if I really ruined the good clothes, it was my own. What does it have to do with a stranger? And I want to be struck by lightning? If I want to be struck by lightning, shouldn't I also be struck by lightning for thinking I have a big face? Even though Mu Qingyin has experienced many lifetimes and believes in harmony most of the time, she couldn't keep her smile at this moment.

Her eyes were cold and unfriendly as she swept across the people in front of her, finally landing on the tall, thin and mean young woman.

With a sneer, she said to the woman with a sneer on her face: "Madam, you don't have to worry about what kind of clothes I wear.

But you guessed it right. I really ran out wearing this dress without telling my mother. But I was not afraid that my mother would see me and dislike me for ruining the dress. I was afraid that my mother would see me wearing such old clothes and dislike me for embarrassing her. "

She knew that she looked young, and if she didn't show some real ability and support, she might attract people's attention. So, she took out a small silver ingot weighing about one or two taels from her purse that she had prepared long ago.

Holding the small silver ingot in his hand, everyone could clearly see how exquisite the small silver ingot was.

Mu Qingyin handed the small silver ingot to the young woman who had initially taken the initiative to talk to her, and who then seemed a little embarrassed because of the interruptions of her companions and was looking at her with an embarrassed look.

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