Chapter 790: Compromise (3)

"Tie Tou, it’s all Mother’s fault. I shouldn’t have been so harsh with you. I shouldn’t have threatened you with a knife. As long as you wake up, Mother will never hit you or threaten you again. Please wake up, wake up... Wuu—"

Hearing Wu Shi's remorseful cries, Mo Yan couldn't help but sigh deeply. 

This matter couldn't entirely be blamed on Aunt Wu's ruthlessness. Tie Tou was her son, and seeing him suddenly in this condition, she must feel even worse than anyone else. But Tie Tou was even more innocent—he only liked a girl whose background was not "respectable" enough, and yet he suffered harm from his closest family. Could Liu Qingqing be blamed? No matter what someone’s status is, liking another person isn’t a sin!

If blame had to be assigned, then it could only fall on societal prejudice, which couldn’t tolerate the unequal match between Tie Tou and Liu Qingqing.

Li Xiu stared blankly at Tie Tou, who lay pale and lifeless on the bed. His situation with Liu Qingqing unintentionally reminded her of the dark days she had experienced. Being cast aside, ostracized, and ultimately tricked and sold to a brothel of ill repute—her circumstances had been even more degrading than Liu Qingqing’s. If it weren’t for the man who gave her hope, she would likely have ended her life long ago.

But that man, who didn’t care about her past, was gone! Must women with a shameful history carry that burden forever, never deserving happiness?

Li Xiu couldn’t make sense of it, but she genuinely hoped that Tie Tou would pull through. As long as someone is alive, there’s always hope, isn’t there?

Tie Tou’s pulse fluctuated between strong and weak. Mo Yan administered two more life-saving pills, silently suspecting that Tie Tou’s sudden illness was linked to Wu Shi’s beating. The wooden stick had even broken—there might be internal injuries. If a rib was fractured and pierced an organ, that would be severe! However, if his internal organs were truly damaged, he wouldn’t have lasted the night. It seemed more likely that psychological factors played a bigger role.

If it was indeed a psychological issue, resolving the conflict between him and Liu Qingqing, as well as with Wu Shi, would be critical for his recovery. 

Everyone anxiously awaited the arrival of the experienced physician Du. But with Liuyang Village being 40 li from the capital, even with a swift red jujube horse, a round trip would still take an hour.

Tie Tou didn’t wake, but the three life-saving pills and spiritual spring water managed to stabilize his condition, which slightly eased everyone’s worries.

Before the hour was up, the Mo family’s carriage arrived at Wu’s courtyard. Physician Du refused the assistance of Mo Qingze and the medicine apprentice, nimbly got off the carriage, and rushed into Wu's courtyard. Li Xiu, who had been waiting outside, quickly led him to Tie Tou’s room.

Physician Du took one look at Tie Tou’s face, and his expression darkened. He immediately sat by the bed to check Tie Tou’s pulse.

Everyone watched him intently, not daring to make a sound, afraid of disturbing him. But seeing Physician Du’s face grow more serious, their hearts sank. Wu Shi covered her mouth as tears of regret streamed down her face.

After a moment, Physician Du withdrew his hand and said gravely, "This child has six ribs with varying degrees of damage. Though none are fractured, it will impact his future unless properly treated and rested. The most severe issue is his extreme grief and emotional distress, which have caused damage to his heart meridian. Do you know the reason for this?" 

Judging from Wu Shi's expression, Physician Du had already guessed part of it but needed confirmation to prescribe the right treatment.

Wu Shi, filled with regret, tearfully explained how Tie Tou was gravely injured and vomited blood before falling unconscious. Finally, she fell to her knees with a heavy thud and kowtowed, pleading, "Physician , please save my son. I beg you, please..."

[End of Chapter]

 Chapter 789: Compromise (2)

The pill, accompanied by the spiritual spring water, went down smoothly. After a moment, Mo Yan checked Tie Tou’s pulse again and found it slightly steadier. She let out a silent sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead before asking, “Aunt Wu, how did Brother Tie Tou end up like this?”

At her question, Wu Shi’s grief deepened. The tears she had just managed to hold back flowed once more. “It’s my fault—all my fault! I shouldn’t have been so harsh. I shouldn’t have forced him to break things off with that girl... It’s all my fault!”

Through Wu Shi’s fragmented words, Mo Yan finally pieced together the events leading up to Tie Tou’s condition. Guilt washed over her as she blamed herself for not stepping in sooner to mediate their mother-son conflict. Perhaps if she had, today’s tragedy might have been avoided.

It turned out that ever since Wu Shi discovered her son had fallen for a courtesan who had turned her life around, she hadn’t had a proper night’s sleep. Besides running her stall, she had been busy asking matchmakers to find a suitable match for Tie Tou.

Given the Wu family’s circumstances, there were plenty of suitable candidates, but Tie Tou was adamantly opposed to any of them. A few days ago, Wu Shi finally found a young woman from a neighboring village she was very pleased with. Without consulting Tie Tou, she secretly arranged the engagement. She even spent 20 taels of silver to buy a pair of gold bracelets as betrothal gifts and sent them to the girl’s family, intending to set an auspicious date for the engagement.

Unexpectedly, Tie Tou found out about the arrangement. That very night, he went to the girl’s house, explained that he was in love with someone else, and couldn’t delay her future. He urged her to find another suitor. The girl, enraged, threw the betrothal gift box at him, and its sharp corner left a bloody gash on Tie Tou’s forehead.

The girl’s family, feeling insulted, sought out the matchmaker the next day and demanded an explanation from the Wu family. Wu Shi only learned of Tie Tou’s actions after returning from her stall and was furious.

Seething with anger and disappointment, Wu Shi waited for Tie Tou to return that evening, determined to confront him. 

On the eve of the lunar New Year, Tie Tou came home an hour early, expecting to enjoy a festive meal. However, as soon as he stepped through the door, Wu Shi ordered him to kneel in the main hall without saying a word. She demanded that he accompany her to the neighboring village the next morning to apologize to the girl’s family and finalize the engagement.

Tie Tou, whose heart was set on Liu Qingqing, couldn’t imagine marrying anyone else. He firmly refused both demands.

Seeing her son’s stubbornness, Wu Shi, overwhelmed by rage, lashed out. Tie Tou’s back was soon covered with welts and bloody marks, but he gritted his teeth and refused to relent, no matter how harsh her blows or words became.

Da Ni couldn’t bear the sight and tried to sneak out to seek Mo Yan’s help, but Wu Shi stopped her and sent all three siblings back to their rooms.

Tie Tou remained unyielding, and Wu Shi, losing all reason, grabbed a thick wooden rod and beat him until it snapped.

Despite the physical pain, Tie Tou refused to compromise or follow his mother’s wishes.

Blinded by anger, Wu Shi stormed into the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and held it to her neck, threatening to take her own life to force her son’s compliance.

Tie Tou, devoted to filial piety, couldn’t bear the thought of his mother harming herself. Though heartbroken, he reluctantly promised to cut ties with Liu Qingqing and never see her again.

Believing her son had finally “come to his senses,” Wu Shi felt relieved. She consoled him before letting him return to his room to rest.

However, early the next morning, as Wu Shi and her daughters prepared to head out for the day, they noticed that Tie Tou’s door remained shut. Normally, he was always up earlier than they were.

Aware of how severe her actions had been the night before, Wu Shi immediately sensed something was wrong. She rushed to knock on his door but received no response. In her panic, she smashed a window and climbed into his room, only to find an unconscious Tie Tou lying amidst blood-soaked bedding.

(End of Chapter) 

 Chapter 788: Compromise (1) 

The eve of the lunar New Year passed amidst the lively sound of firecrackers, deepening the festive atmosphere. While many families in the village were still busy calculating how to prepare for the celebrations, the Mo family, lacking nothing, made a simple trip to the city. They purchased incense, firecrackers, and essentials like oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, completing their preparations. Life for them remained as ordinary as ever.

The next day brought clear skies and bright sunshine. Mo Yan sat in the courtyard, basking in the warm sunlight as she worked on hemming her father’s new clothes.

Beneath her feet lay a large sheepskin rug pieced together from wild goat hides. The Four Beasts sprawled lazily across it, their tails flicking in contentment. Eyes closed, they soaked in the peace and warmth of the winter day.

After finishing the last stitch, Mo Yan stretched her stiff neck and picked up the newly sewn clothes. She was about to take them to the study for her father to try on when Da Ni stumbled in, her voice choked with despair.

“Yan, Yan Yan! Quick, go into the city and call a physician . My brother, my brother is in trouble. We need a physician immediately. Yan Yan, drive the cart—my brother, he’s coughing up blood! Wuuu—”

Da Ni’s words were incoherent, but Mo Yan clearly caught the term “coughing up blood.” Alarmed, she exclaimed, “Tie Tou’s health has always been good. How could he suddenly start coughing up blood?”

Da Ni was weeping uncontrollably, unable to explain further.

Coughing up blood usually indicated internal injuries. Mo Yan suspected Tie Tou had either fallen or suffered a serious blow. Taking him into the city by cart might worsen his condition due to the jolting. She decided to hitch up the cart herself and bring a physician back from the city.

Just then, Mo Qingze arrived and overheard the conversation. His face turned pale, and he quickly said to Mo Yan, “Yan’er, take the medicinal pills and go to the Wu family first. I’ll head to the city to fetch Physician Du.”

The pills Mo Qingze mentioned were made by Physician Du from medicinal ingredients Mo Yan had obtained from her space. These included pills for clearing heat and detoxification, treating common ailments, and life-saving elixirs made from high-grade ginseng for emergencies.

“Father, please hurry and fetch the physician . I’ll take the pills over now.” Mo Yan set down the clothes and agreed without hesitation. She quickly told Da Ni to wait, then rushed to her room. Entering her space, she retrieved three life-saving pills and filled a water pouch with spiritual spring water.

By the time Mo Yan returned to the front yard, Mo Qingze had already set off with their horse, Da Hongzao. Meanwhile, Xin’er and the others had also heard the news and insisted on going to the Wu family with her.

“Tie Tou! My son, wake up. Please, wake up… I’ll agree to anything you want, anything, as long as you open your eyes! Wuuu—”

“Brother, wake up! Don’t leave us! Please wake up!”

As the group hurried to the Wu family’s house, they heard Wu Shi’s heart-wrenching cries from outside, accompanied by the sobbing of San Ni and Shi Tou.

An ominous feeling gripped everyone as they rushed into the courtyard and into Tie Tou’s room. There they found him lying on the bed, his face ashen and his eyes tightly shut. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, staining the pale pillow and bedding with dark red blotches that struck a chilling contrast.

Mo Yan had no time to console the grief-stricken Wu Shi. She quickly approached Tie Tou and felt his pulse, which was faint and erratic—a dire sign.

Although Mo Yan had been studying medicine, her training was limited to a few months. She couldn’t determine the exact cause of Tie Tou’s condition or whether he could hold on until her master arrived. Without hesitation, she fed him one of the life-saving pills she had brought. When he couldn’t even swallow, she opened the water pouch and used spiritual spring water to help him ingest it.

Watching Mo Yan’s swift actions, Wu Shi gradually stopped crying, her gaze fixed intently on Tie Tou, as if afraid that even a blink might make him vanish before her eyes.

(End of Chapter) 

 Chapter 787: A Troubled Marriage (4)

“I’ve already asked the prison guards at the Ministry of Justice to keep an eye out,” Li Zhong assured. “If Du Shi shows up, they’ll come to the rice shop and inform me.”

Li Zhong was thorough in his work. He had even spent a few coins treating the guards to drinks, which earned him their camaraderie. 

Mo Yan, having saved Du Shi and repaid her debt of gratitude, had lost all patience with the woman. She had no intention of looking for her again and instead instructed the Four Beasts to remain alert. If Du Shi appeared, they were to drive her away immediately.

That night, as Mo Yan prepared to rest, she received a letter from Xiao Ruiyuan, delivered by Mao Tuan.

With Prince Heng imprisoned and the Lin family destroyed, the secret guards sent by Yan Junyu and Chu Heng had left the Mo family. Under Mo Yan’s insistence, Xiao Ruiyuan had also withdrawn his guards. This gave Mao Tuan a new role, once again serving as a messenger for the pair.

After tossing the ever-hungry Mao Tuan into her space, Mo Yan sat at her desk to read the letter. She learned that Xiao Ruiyuan had secretly arranged for Du Shi to be taken away overnight. Using a method to ensure she could never leave her hometown, he effectively ended her ability to disturb the Mo family in the capital.

Xiao Ruiyuan’s arrangements were meticulous, eliminating Mo Yan’s concerns. Amused by the subtle hints of boasting in his letter, she wrote a bold and authoritative reply, which she sent back with Mao Tuan the same night.

With her worries set aside, Mo Yan slept peacefully, undisturbed by dreams.

...

As the New Year approached, the festive atmosphere grew stronger. Families in Liuyang Village with better means began preparing for the festivities. Each day, ox carts loaded with goods trundled into the village, leaving poorer households watching with regret.

Why regret? Because the families now able to afford so many goods were the thirty-plus households that had joined the Mo family in growing greenhouse vegetables. Had the others known how lucrative it would be, they might have fought to join instead of dismissing the idea. Now, those ox carts could have been carrying their own purchases.

For those who did join the greenhouse farming venture, their joy and satisfaction were evident. They all credited Mo Yan’s good fortune, which had allowed them to benefit and celebrate a prosperous year. These families now freely bought whatever they lacked, hauling cartloads of goods home without hesitation, even if the expenses surpassed their usual annual income.

On the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Mo family distributed another round of earnings to the villagers. With two payouts combined, even the lowest-earning household received forty taels of silver, while the highest received forty-five. Since the start of the month, all fruits and vegetables in the fields had been harvested and sold, with business even better than the previous month. Initial estimates suggested each household could earn at least fifty taels this month, bolstering their confidence to spend freely.

Apart from the bustling ox carts, matchmakers visiting Liuyang Village to arrange marriages had also increased. In the past, the village was poor and sparsely populated, rarely attracting matchmakers. But thanks to the Mo family, the village had grown and prospered.

Hearing that some families had made a fortune from farming, nearby villagers with unmarried sons or daughters sent matchmakers to inquire, hoping to secure a good match.

Take Wang Pangzi, for example. Once overlooked, he had become a highly sought-after prospect. Matchmakers crowded his doorstep, nearly wearing out the threshold.

Last year, Aunt Cai had worried herself gray over her son’s inability to find a bride. This year, the abundance of choices nearly overwhelmed her.

Initially, she just wanted her son to marry a hardworking, responsible wife, regardless of her beauty or wealth. Now that the family’s financial situation had improved, her standards had shifted.

She wasn’t snobbish or overly demanding. As long as the bride’s family was amicable, the girl had good character, and her appearance was acceptable, she would be content.

But the more she looked, the more dissatisfied she became, always thinking there might be someone better. Before she could decide, Wang Pangzi announced that he had taken a liking to a girl from the city and asked Aunt Cai to arrange the match.

After gathering information about the girl’s family and finding it suitable, Aunt Cai promptly hired a matchmaker to formalize the engagement. The match was settled in no time, with the betrothal set for after the New Year. 

In contrast, Wang Pangzi’s engagement went smoothly, but Tie Tou, who was even older than him, wasn’t as fortunate. On the eve of the New Year, tensions within the Wu family flared once more, nearly costing Tie Tou his life this time...

(End of Chapter)

 Chapter 786: A Troubled Marriage (3) 

Looking at the smile on Mo Yan's face, Liu Tinglan couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy. At least her dear friend had hope. As long as the person she loved was willing to wait a few years, their relationship could blossom into a happy union. Unlike herself—she didn’t even dare to dream.

Thinking of her engagement with the Du family and that gentle, breeze-like man, a fleeting sadness crossed Liu Tinglan’s face. She quickly masked it with a smile, continuing to chat and laugh with her friend.

Half an hour later, the group who had gone to inspect the vegetable fields returned. Chu Heng immediately sought out Mo Yan, requesting that fresh fruits and vegetables be delivered to the palace daily.

Although the imperial palace had a hot spring estate where vegetables could be grown during winter, the yield was limited and costly, with produce that didn’t compare to the greenhouse vegetables of Liuyang Village in either appearance or variety. The same few options—greens and radishes—were served repeatedly.

This was a lucrative business opportunity, and Mo Yan didn’t have the courage to decline. She agreed but added one condition: the palace staff responsible for procurement would have to harvest and transport the produce themselves each day.

Chu Heng agreed without hesitation. Even if Mo Yan hadn’t brought it up, he would have suggested it. This way, any issues arising from the vegetables wouldn’t implicate the Mo family or Liuyang Village.

After lunch, the group prepared to depart.

Knowing everyone had their own matters to attend to, the Mo family father and daughter didn’t insist on keeping them. Instead, they gifted each household a basket of vegetables and two jars of treasured grape wine as parting gifts.

Shen Ji had arrived at the Mo family home by hiring a carriage from the street, as he didn’t have one of his own. On the return trip to the city, he had to rely on either the Han family or the Liu family for a ride. The Liu family had only brought one carriage, which already carried their young ladies, making it inconvenient for a grown man to join. The Han family had two carriages, so Shen Ji ended up riding with Han Zhiyun and the Han boys, while Madam Han and her daughters took the other carriage.

Upon arriving in the city, Shen Ji excused himself, claiming he had errands to run, and got off the Han family’s carriage. After bidding them farewell, he approached the Liu family’s carriage. Through the open door, he immediately spotted Liu Tinglan sitting inside.

Their eyes met, and both were startled by the sorrow in each other’s gaze. They quickly looked away, yet their hearts seemed to have been pierced, leaving a void that no amount of effort could fill.

Standing on the street, Shen Ji watched the Liu family’s carriage as it rolled away, growing smaller and smaller until it disappeared entirely. Only then did he turn around, his face filled with desolation. He hailed another carriage, but instead of heading home, he instructed the driver to take him to a place in the northern district called Changchun Alley, where the Du family—linked to the Liu family through marriage—resided.

...

That evening, Li Zhong, who was supposed to be staying at the shop, returned home unexpectedly and called Mo Yan out of the kitchen.

“Yan girl, today the escort agency didn’t wait for me to visit—they came by themselves to return the deposit we’d given them earlier. They said Madam Du is missing and, since she left of her own accord, the agency won’t be held responsible. What do you think about this?”

Mo Yan was surprised. “Madam Du didn’t return to the escort agency? Then where did she go?”

After the unpleasant confrontation yesterday, Mo Yan had resolved to send Madam Du back to her hometown by force to prevent her from causing more trouble. She hadn’t expected that Madam Du wouldn’t return to the agency. A woman like her couldn’t possibly travel hundreds of miles alone. Could she have stayed in the capital, planning to find a way to help Chen Ji? Or worse, had she been abducted?

While it wasn’t impossible, such incidents were rare in the capital and its surroundings, as the area was under strict imperial rule. Moreover, Madam Du was no longer young or attractive, making it unlikely that someone would take such a risk.

Li Zhong shook his head and said, “I’ve asked around at the Ministry of Justice prison, and no one there has seen her. If she doesn’t show up, perhaps she truly left the capital on her own.”

Mo Yan thought for a moment before replying, “Let’s leave it for now. Grandpa Li, please keep checking with the Ministry of Justice from time to time. If she turns up, let me know.”

(End of Chapter)

 Chapter 785: A Troubled Marriage (2)

Li Xiu paused her chopping for a moment before calmly replying, "There's nothing unusual; you're just overthinking it."

Though she said this, her heart secretly rejoiced for Mo Yan. A gentleman stays away from the kitchen, yet here was a man stepping into it just to sneak a few more glances at a woman. He must be deeply smitten!

Li Yan, however, remained doubtful, her gaze shifting skeptically toward Xiao Ruiyuan. She didn’t feel she was overthinking at all.

Among everyone present, Liu Tinglan was the most shocked. As someone who had "been there, done that," she immediately recognized the meaning behind Xiao Ruiyuan's unabashed gaze. But who could explain to her when this cold-faced man had set his sights on her dear friend? Should she warn Mo Yan to be cautious? If Mo Yan ended up in Xiao Ruiyuan’s clutches, his icy demeanor alone might freeze her to death! 

“Sister Lan, hurry up and add more firewood! The flame’s dying down!” Mo Yan called out as the crackling sound in the pot weakened. She grabbed some chopped scallions and ginger, preparing to toss them in.

Noticing no response from Liu Tinglan, Mo Yan looked up in confusion. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Xiao Ruiyuan standing at the doorway and exclaimed in surprise, “Why didn’t you go to the fields?”

“Cousin asked me to stay behind and inspect the carriage,” Xiao Ruiyuan replied smoothly, a faint smile curving his lips. He took the opportunity to subtly build favor for his cousin in front of Mo Yan.

“Ah, His Highness really is... really such a thoughtful older brother!” Mo Yan replied with an awkward chuckle, feeling compelled to praise him, though she inwardly knew better. Her father would surely see through such a ploy, though whose account he would hold it against was another matter.

This otherwise ordinary exchange left Liu Tinglan dumbfounded. This... this tone of ease and familiarity between them—what was going on? Could it be that they harbored mutual feelings?

Liu Tinglan, being a straightforward person, couldn’t leave her suspicions unresolved. If the matter wasn’t too sensitive, she would pursue the truth.

When Mo Yan finished cooking the dishes and handed the stove over to Li Xiu, Liu Tinglan wasted no time grabbing Mo Yan’s wrist and dragging her out of the kitchen. As they passed Xiao Ruiyuan, she shot him a warning glare, clearly indicating he shouldn’t follow.

Xiao Ruiyuan remained unfazed and made no move to trail them. He didn’t need to eavesdrop to guess the topic of their conversation.

However, Liu Tinglan’s voice was rather loud, and words like "that cold-faced block of ice," "lacking any romantic sense," and "break it off" floated clearly to Xiao Ruiyuan’s ears. His expression darkened with each phrase. While he felt these judgments were unfair, he also started reflecting on whether he truly had such shortcomings, even identifying areas for improvement.

In a quiet corner, after much questioning, Liu Tinglan finally confirmed her suspicions. She looked at Mo Yan with a pained expression, shaking her shoulders as she exclaimed, "You ungrateful girl! I’ve always treated you like a sister, sharing everything with you, and yet you kept this hidden from me! If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, how long were you planning to keep me in the dark?"

“Uh, Sister Lan, calm down! Please, calm down!” Mo Yan’s head was spinning from the shaking. “I didn’t mean to keep it from you. I hadn’t even told my father yet and didn’t know how things would turn out, so I didn’t mention it to you!”

Liu Tinglan stopped her assault at this explanation, her eyes sparkling as she asked, “So, Uncle Mo knows now? Does that mean he’s approved of you two?”

Mo Yan shook her head, then nodded. “My father knows, but he hasn’t agreed.” She then recounted Mo Qingze’s exact words from the previous day.

“I see,” Liu Tinglan said knowingly. “You’re still young. It would be surprising if Uncle Mo agreed so soon.”

“Maybe…” Mo Yan, a young woman housing an adult soul, felt a bit awkward. Technically, she was a few years older than Xiao Ruiyuan!

(End of Chapter) 

 Chapter 784: A Troubled Marriage (1)

The next day was bright and sunny, with fluffy white clouds adorning the sky. By midday, most of the snow on the ground had melted.

Last night, Xiao Ruiyuan finally found an opportunity to be alone with Mo Yan, but before they could say much, they were interrupted by Mo Qingze. Today, no matter how hard he tried to speak with her, Mo Qingze subtly but firmly thwarted every attempt. Other than Chu Heng, who was aware of the situation, no one else noticed anything unusual.

Watching his cousin repeatedly hit a wall, Chu Heng couldn’t stand it any longer. While Mo Yan and the others were busy cooking in the kitchen, Chu Heng insisted on going to the fields to check on the greenhouse vegetables. Under the pretext of inspecting the carriage, he managed to leave Xiao Ruiyuan behind.

Inspecting a carriage was something the accompanying guards could easily handle. Why would Xiao Ruiyuan need to do it himself?

Mo Qingze grew suspicious of Chu Heng’s real motives, but as the host, he had no choice but to accompany him. The others, intrigued by the greenhouse vegetables, decided to join as well. Finding nothing better to do at home, they donned wooden clogs and prepared to visit the fields.

“Yunjin, aren’t you coming?” asked Master Liu, noticing that Shen Ji hadn’t moved. Seeing his tired expression and the dark circles under his eyes, Master Liu guessed that Shen Ji hadn’t slept well on his first night at the Mo residence.

Shen Ji had indeed struggled with insomnia the previous night. At Master Liu’s question, he couldn’t help but recall the woman in his heart, who was now engaged to someone else. His expression darkened even further. Forcing a smile, he replied, “I didn’t sleep well last night and feel quite drained. I might fall asleep while walking, so I’ll stay behind.”

“You do look unwell. It’s better to rest in your room,” Master Liu agreed, refraining from insisting further. After giving a few words of advice, he and his wife joined Han Zhiyun’s family, who had already gone ahead.

With most of the group now gone, only Mo Yan, Li Xiu, Xiao Ruiyuan, and Shen Ji remained at the residence, along with Liu Tinglan, who had already seen the fields and decided not to go again.

Liu Tinglan stayed in the kitchen, helping Mo Yan stoke the fire while sneaking bites of freshly cooked dishes. Laughter occasionally drifted from the kitchen, cheerful and infectious.

After lunch, they would head back to the city. Xiao Ruiyuan checked the carriage in the backyard to ensure everything was in order. When he finished, he went to the kitchen, only to find Shen Ji standing outside, seemingly listening to the laughter within.

“What are you doing here?” Xiao Ruiyuan asked sharply, startling Shen Ji, who hadn’t noticed his approach.

Caught off guard, Shen Ji turned to see Xiao Ruiyuan and hastily stammered, “N-nothing!”

To Xiao Ruiyuan, Shen Ji’s flustered demeanor looked undeniably suspicious, as if he had been caught in the act of wrongdoing. Coldly, he warned, “Some people aren’t meant for you to covet. Otherwise, you’ll only harm yourself and others!”

Though the comment arose from a misunderstanding, it struck a nerve with Shen Ji. His face darkened further as the words resonated painfully with his own feelings. Who was Xiao Ruiyuan to lecture him about someone he had no right to desire?

Too consumed by his own emotions to dwell on Xiao Ruiyuan’s intentions, Shen Ji left in a huff, his retreating figure looking utterly defeated. Watching him leave, Xiao Ruiyuan frowned. Could it be that, in Mo Qingze’s eyes, he was losing to someone so weak and ineffectual?

Still, with Shen Ji out of the way, Xiao Ruiyuan felt a sense of relief. He entered the kitchen, ignoring the curious gazes from Li Xiu and the others, his eyes fixed solely on Mo Yan, who was busy stirring a pot. 

Mo Yan was entirely focused on her cooking and didn’t notice the new presence in the room.

Xiao Ruiyuan’s gaze was so intense and tender that even Li Yan and Tang Xin, both unfamiliar with matters of the heart, couldn’t help but notice something unusual.

Putting down her knife, Li Yan tiptoed to her aunt’s side and whispered, “Auntie, don’t you think Lord Xiao’s way of looking at Sister Yan is a bit... strange? It’s nothing like his usual cold demeanor.”

(End of Chapter)

 Chapter 783: Caught in the Act (4)  

Xiao Ruiyuan caught the underlying meaning in Mo Qingze's words and felt a small sense of relief. "Uncle Mo, I am twenty-three this year. I have no maidservants attending to me, nor any concubines. I assure you, there will never be anyone disrupting the peace of our household in the future."

Mo Qingze scrutinized Xiao Ruiyuan from head to toe, surprised that a man of his age had no women serving him. A hint of suspicion flickered in his eyes—could it be that he had some hidden ailment? If so, there was even less reason to approve of him!

The blatant nature of Mo Qingze’s gaze was impossible to miss. As a fellow man, Xiao Ruiyuan quickly deciphered the implication. The frustration nearly made him choke, as if he’d swallowed a mouthful of old blood.

If anyone else dared question his capabilities, he would have silenced them with a single blow. But this was the man holding the key to his future happiness. Not only could he not retaliate, but he also had to convince him that his body was in perfect condition. Yet how could he even begin to explain something like that?

Fortunately, Mo Qingze realized his faux pas and hastily withdrew his gaze, clearing his throat awkwardly. "All of this is just your word, and I can’t verify its truth. Besides, my daughter is still young. For the next two or three years, I won’t consider her marriage."

The meaning was clear—if you’re serious, then wait two or three years. As for what happens after that… we’ll see.

Mo Qingze’s softened stance stemmed from two reasons. First, he couldn’t find a solid reason to outright refuse. Second, apart from his aloof personality, Xiao Ruiyuan was an outstanding young man. Among the youths Mo Qingze had encountered, few could rival him.

Anyone else would likely be overjoyed to have such a son-in-law. While Mo Qingze wasn’t ecstatic, he was starting to believe this might be his daughter’s destined match. Two or three years was neither too long nor too short—a sufficient period to test if this man was truly worthy of his daughter’s lifelong commitment.

Though Mo Qingze hadn’t given a definitive answer, Xiao Ruiyuan was elated to see he wasn’t outright opposed. His respectful demeanor only deepened. “Uncle Mo, I won’t let you down!”

He believed that as long as he treated Yan’er sincerely, he could win over his future father-in-law. When the time came, he would proudly marry Yan’er into their home—their own home.

Mo Qingze gave a noncommittal hum before his expression turned stern. “As for tonight’s incident, I don’t want to see it happen again. Otherwise, you won’t be welcome here anymore.”

A girl’s reputation was of utmost importance. This young man was of an age filled with impetuousness. If anything improper happened, it would benefit him but ruin his daughter’s prospects. He couldn’t allow them to be alone together again.

Xiao Ruiyuan felt a mix of embarrassment and reluctance. But at such a critical juncture, he couldn’t afford to oppose his future father-in-law. At worst, he would make frequent visits to see Yan’er. Even if they couldn’t be alone, catching glimpses of her would suffice. “Thank you for the reminder, Uncle Mo. I understand,” he replied submissively.

“Hmph, you’d better remember that. If there’s nothing else, return to your room and stay put.”

Knowing Xiao Ruiyuan was a man of his word, Mo Qingze was somewhat satisfied with his agreement. Still, he maintained a stern expression and waved him off impatiently.

Xiao Ruiyuan bowed respectfully before leaving the courtyard. As he stepped outside, he instinctively wanted to head toward Mo Yan’s residence but stopped abruptly, recalling his earlier promise to Mo Qingze. He stiffened for a moment, glanced longingly in her direction, then reluctantly returned to his quarters.

As soon as Xiao Ruiyuan left, Mo Qingze emerged. Watching Xiao Ruiyuan’s retreating figure, he let out a cold huff before striding toward his eldest daughter’s courtyard.

Since Xiao Ruiyuan followed Mo Qingze away, Mo Yan had been restless, frequently glancing outside. When Mo Qingze arrived, he saw her standing at the door, anxiously looking around. His previously improved mood soured again.

Seeing her father return so quickly, Mo Yan felt a wave of relief. She rushed forward, grabbed his arm, and dragged him into the room under the pretense of drinking tea, carefully avoiding any mention of Xiao Ruiyuan.

Her little ploys were transparent to Mo Qingze, but he didn’t expose her. Instead, he picked up the teacup and sipped, his calm demeanor giving no hint of what had transpired.

Ultimately, it was Mo Yan who broke under the pressure. After accompanying her father through several rounds of tea, she hesitantly asked, “Father, you… you didn’t argue with Lord Xiao, did you?”

Mo Qingze immediately knocked her lightly on the head. Seeing her wince and rub the spot, he softened and gently patted her head before replying in exasperation, “No, we didn’t argue. I just told him not to come looking for you again.”

Mo Yan panicked. “That won’t do!”

Mo Qingze glared at her. “Won’t do? And why not? Should I allow him to sneak into your room in the dead of night and tarnish your reputation?”

Mo Yan wanted to argue that their relationship was proper and within the bounds of decorum, especially since they were at home. How could it ruin her reputation? But she knew saying that would only provoke her father’s wrath, likely resulting in her kneeling before the ancestors and receiving a stern lecture on a woman’s virtues.

Seeing his daughter clearly infatuated, Mo Qingze rubbed his temples helplessly. “I originally intended for you to marry Shen Ji. Who would have thought… sigh. I never imagined you’d take a liking to that boy.”

He sighed heavily, clearly regretting that Shen Ji would not become his son-in-law.

“Your father has no personal objections to that boy, but the disparity in our families’ status is too great. How can I entrust your future to him so easily? Fortunately, you’re still young. I’ll keep you until you’re eighteen. If he’s willing to wait for you wholeheartedly, I’ll give my blessing. If not…” Mo Qingze’s tone hardened. “Then you’ll forget about him, and I’ll find someone better for you!”

On the rooftop, a hidden guard overheard this exchange and was left in a dilemma. Should he report this statement to his master or not?

(End of Chapter) 

 Chapter 782: Caught in the Act (3)  

Hearing the shift in tone from the casual “Hanzhang” to the formal “Lord Xiao,” Mo Yan’s face paled slightly. She couldn’t help but glance at Xiao Ruiyuan, only to see him looking back at her. He gave her a small nod, his expression calm and composed, showing no trace of panic.  

Mo Qingze, noticing this interaction, felt a renewed sense of irritation. His voice grew colder as he said, “Go back to your room. I’m not a tiger; I won’t eat anyone.”  

Huddled in the corner, Mao Tuan raised its head and let out a protesting growl at Mo Qingze. It is a tiger, but it never eats people! Master’s father, you can’t falsely accuse tigers with your eyes wide open!  

The interruption from Mao Tuan made it hard for Mo Qingze to maintain his stern expression. Even though he couldn’t understand its growl, his serious demeanor faltered slightly. Forcing himself to keep a straight face, he stood up and walked toward the small sitting room’s exit.  

Xiao Ruiyuan, perceptive as ever, gave Mo Yan a reassuring glance before following Mo Qingze out.  

Mo Yan watched helplessly as the two most important men in her life disappeared into the courtyard. She didn’t dare follow them and briefly considered sending Mao Tuan to eavesdrop. After some thought, she decided against it.  

Mo Qingze strode into his study, lit the lamp, and fixed Xiao Ruiyuan with a penetrating gaze. “Lord Xiao, my daughter is young and naïve. If she has caused any misunderstanding, I hope you won’t take it to heart. Let’s just pretend that tonight never happened.”  

Mo Qingze had a favorable impression of Xiao Ruiyuan, which was why he managed to keep his temper in check. Otherwise, he would have flown into a rage long ago at this man who dared to court his daughter.  

Xiao Ruiyuan had anticipated that Mo Qingze wouldn’t easily approve of his relationship with Mo Yan. Even so, hearing these words still brought a pang of disappointment.  

Taking two steps forward, he respectfully cupped his hands and said firmly, “Uncle Mo, my feelings for Yan’er are genuine, without a trace of falsehood. I cannot regard this matter as a mere misunderstanding. I humbly ask for your blessing.”  

“Blessing?” Mo Qingze’s voice rose several notches. “The Mo and Xiao families are worlds apart in status. Lord Xiao holds a high and influential position and is bound to climb even higher in the future. Even if you don’t mind the disparity, can you guarantee your family won’t mind either? The divide between social classes is not easily crossed. How do you expect me to give my blessing?”  

Beyond the disparity in their statuses, Mo Qingze had another concern. Xiao Ruiyuan was a military man, and the borderlands were far from stable. Future deployments to the battlefield would be inevitable. With the dangers of war looming, Mo Qingze couldn’t bear the thought of his daughter living in constant anxiety. Moreover, Xiao Ruiyuan’s reserved nature didn’t seem conducive to the harmonious and joyful life he envisioned for his daughter.  

“Uncle Mo, my marriage is entirely up to me. As long as you are willing to give your blessing, your concerns will not become an issue,” Xiao Ruiyuan declared resolutely, his voice filled with unwavering confidence.  

The Xiao family’s inner dynamics worked in his favor. Xiao Ruiqing had been exiled from the capital and posed no threat. His father, though holding a marquisate title, had no real influence in court and no say in his marriage. As for the Wei family, they would likely welcome the idea of him marrying into a family with no political backing.  

Should he marry Yan’er, they could reside in the Emperor’s gifted general’s residence before he inherited the title. After marriage, they would live simply as a couple, free from outside interference. Xiao Ruiyuan also yearned for a peaceful and joyful life with Yan’er, vowing to protect her from external pressures.  

Mo Qingze fell silent for a long time after hearing this. He knew Xiao Ruiyuan to be a man of his word. However, human emotions were fickle. If Xiao Ruiyuan ever changed his heart in the future, what would become of Yan’er? Would he, as her father, even have the power to seek justice for her?  

“Even if you disregard status, I only want a simple and ordinary husband for my daughter—someone who will cherish her, walk through life with her in harmony, and treat her as an equal. Can you promise me that?” Mo Qingze locked eyes with Xiao Ruiyuan, scrutinizing his every reaction.  

(End of Chapter) 

 Chapter 781: Caught in the Act (2)

Thinking of this, Mo Qingze carefully chose his words and gently reminded, "Yun Jin, the Liu family’s niece will turn sixteen next year, and Brother Jinan can only keep her at home for New Year's dinner this year."  

Shen Ji immediately understood the implication of those words, his face turning pale.  

Seeing this, Mo Qingze felt a twinge of guilt. However, it was better to endure short-term pain than to suffer a lifetime of it. It was kinder to face the truth now.  

In the end, Shen Ji accepted the reality that the woman he admired already had a fiancé, though his expression remained grim.  

Mo Qingze sighed inwardly and offered a few words of comfort. Yet, seeing Shen Ji nod absentmindedly, his face still dark, clearly unreceptive to the words, Mo Qingze decided to leave for now, giving him time to process it himself.  

Mo Qingze did not disclose the real purpose of his visit this time, nor did he plan to bring it up again in the future.  

As he gazed at the courtyard, gleaming under the snow, Mo Qingze, who initially intended to return to his room, suddenly paused. He turned and headed toward Mo Yan’s residence instead.  

When he entered the courtyard, he noticed the lights in the room were still on. Just as he was wondering why, he caught sight of two shadows, one tall and one short, projected on the window. The two figures grew closer and closer, about to embrace. His heart leapt to his throat.  

Who was that? How could someone be in his daughter’s room in the middle of the night? And in such an intimate position?  

Without thinking further, Mo Qingze rushed forward and pushed open the slightly ajar door. He saw a tall figure, somewhat familiar, standing with his back to him. The figure was holding someone in his arms. Turning to face him, shocked, was none other than his daughter!  

...  

In the small sitting room, after learning that his precious daughter had caught someone’s attention a year ago, Mo Qingze’s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He sat on the sofa, unmoving for a long time. His usual gentle gaze now carried a piercing sharpness as he stared at Xiao Ruiyuan, who stood stiffly before him. The more he looked, the more displeased he became, wishing he could poke holes into this audacious man who had set his sights on his daughter.  

Never had he imagined that this man would have anything to do with his precious daughter. When he saw the two embracing, he nearly charged forward to throw out this scoundrel who dared to deceive his daughter—regardless of whether he was the powerful General Xiao.   

Under Mo Qingze’s sharp gaze, Xiao Ruiyuan, who had contemplated many ways to confess his relationship with Mo Yan, never anticipated being caught red-handed during one of their private moments.  

Facing Mo Qingze’s stern demeanor, Xiao Ruiyuan didn’t feel guilty but instead terrified—afraid of leaving a bad impression on the father of the woman he loved, afraid of his proposal being rejected, and even more afraid of being forbidden from visiting her ever again.  

If that truly happened, he couldn’t imagine what reckless decisions he might make in desperation to stay with her.  

The two men, one seated and one standing, remained silent, the tension in the room palpable. No one knew what might happen next.  

"Father, have some tea first!" Mo Yan carefully approached, carrying freshly brewed Yunwu tea, and placed it before her father, breaking the heavy silence.  

"Hmph!" Mo Qingze huffed, his face still stern, but he eventually picked up the teacup and took a sip. Although he blamed his daughter for being naive, he believed she was too young to understand. It must have been this man who deceived her.  

Seeing her father drink the tea, Mo Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said flatteringly, "Father, how’s the tea? Doesn’t it taste better than before?"  

Previously, her tea-roasting skills were lacking, and her control over the heat wasn’t great. After several attempts, she became more adept, and naturally, the tea turned out better.  

Looking at his daughter’s cautious demeanor, Mo Qingze, no matter how dissatisfied he felt, couldn’t bear to scold her. "It’s good! Go back to your room now. Your father and Lord Xiao need to have a proper talk."  

(End of Chapter) 

 Chapter 780: Caught Red-Handed (1)

Mo Qingze valued Shen Ji, so there were some things he needed to clarify. If the family had already made arrangements, and he spoke up recklessly, it would be embarrassing for him.

Hearing Shen Ji’s question, Mo Qingze smiled and said, “Of course, I mean Yunjin’s lifelong matter! I heard before that you are still unmarried, and now that you’ve passed the imperial examination, it’s about time for marriage, so I asked.”

“About that…” Shen Ji, who had focused on studying sacred texts since he could remember, had never concerned himself with matters of love. Being brought up by Mo Qingze now, he felt somewhat awkward. Yet, inevitably, a young woman’s figure and her tinkling laughter appeared in his mind.

Seeing Shen Ji lost in thought, Mo Qingze's heart sank. Could it be that his family already had plans? Or perhaps he had already taken a liking to someone? The thought made Mo Qingze feel unsettled. When he first entered Changshan Academy, he had noticed the young men who seemed upright and courteous. It was not easy to find someone like Shen Ji, who was admirable in every way, but now it seemed that things might not go as planned. The thought made him feel truly miserable.

While Mo Qingze mulled over these possibilities, Shen Ji had already snapped back to reality and, with some embarrassment, replied, “Yunjin intends to talk about marriage only after his name appears on the imperial list, so my family has no plans at present.”

“Really?” Mo Qingze’s heart lifted in joy, and the subtle lines at the corners of his eyes deepened, the contrast between heaven and earth making his emotions swing wildly.

Shen Ji spoke seriously, “This matter, Yunjin has no reason to conceal it from Ziyu.”

Mo Qingze nodded, holding back his impulse to bring up the matter directly. He continued probing, “At Yunjin’s age, nearing adulthood, isn’t there someone you have in mind?”

Someone in mind? Shen Ji froze for a moment. That figure appeared in his mind again, so clear and so captivating that it made his breath quicken.

Mo Qingze, having been through such matters himself, immediately understood Shen Ji's reaction. His heart sank once again. “Yunjin... do you already have someone in mind?”

Realizing his words could be misinterpreted, Mo Qingze quickly corrected himself, trying to lighten the mood with a teasing tone, “I wonder which young lady has won Yunjin’s favor—she must be a lucky one!”

“No, I haven’t…” Shen Ji intended to deny it, but for some reason, he blurted out, “That young lady is very familiar to Ziyu, but she doesn’t know Yunjin’s feelings.”

The moment those words left his mouth, Shen Ji regretted them. A look of frustration flashed across his face, and the lingering redness on his cheeks only deepened.

Though they had only met twice, he felt as though he had known her for a long time. His mind was constantly filled with thoughts of her—her happy face, her unhappy face—each image growing clearer and clearer with time.

Mo Qingze’s heart sank, and a bad premonition flashed in his mind. “I’m familiar with her? Could it be the daughter of Brother Jiannan?”

It was meant to be a casual question, but Shen Ji fell silent, neither confirming nor denying it.

At that moment, Mo Qingze found it hard to describe how he felt. He had worked so hard to find a suitable son-in-law, yet the one he had chosen might already have feelings for his best friend’s daughter.

If it had been anyone else, he might have been able to compete, but now, with his friend’s daughter involved, he had no chance to argue, nor could he blame anyone. The feeling in his heart was incredibly frustrating.

After a moment of processing, Mo Qingze reluctantly accepted the situation. However, Brother Jiannan had already arranged a marriage for his daughter, and the wedding was set for next year. How could he respond to Yunjin’s feelings now? If not for that, the two children were indeed a perfect match.

But since Liu’s daughter was already promised, it might be better to address this matter now, before Yunjin became more deeply attached. Otherwise, the hurt would only be greater in the future.

(End of Chapter) 

 Chapter 779: A Clear Perception (4)

At this moment, Shen Ji was gazing directly at the courtyard, not sure what he saw or heard, but a smile unconsciously appeared on his warm face, making his already handsome features even more captivating.

Xiao Ruiyuan followed his gaze and saw Mo Yan pretending to be angry while tugging on the ears of the two beasts. His expression darkened immediately, and his eyes turned sharp, like daggers, staring at Shen Ji.

Since discovering Shen Ji as his "rival," Xiao Ruiyuan had never liked him, yet he couldn't deny that Shen Ji was indeed more fitting for Mo Qingze's ideal son-in-law. Xiao Ruiyuan wasn’t a virtuous man, and he wouldn’t resort to underhanded tactics, but having this living, breathing competitor before him, brazenly eyeing the woman he loved, made him feel an urge to kill.

Unaware of the dark thoughts of his "enemy," Shen Ji kept his eyes fixed on the radiant woman in the yard, unable to look away. However, realizing that such behavior was unbecoming of a gentleman, he hurriedly averted his gaze, his pale face turning slightly flushed in embarrassment.

Mo Yan had kept her word. During dinner, she indeed didn’t feed the two beasts.

Xiao Hua and Mao Tuan, looking longingly at the delicious food spread across the table, drooled as they gazed at the dishes. How could anyone bear to eat with those two pairs of sparkling eyes watching them?

Everyone knew that the two beasts wouldn’t eat food given by anyone other than Mo Yan, but they couldn’t help themselves and offered some delicious sauced ribs. The two creatures merely glanced at the food before turning their eyes back to their owner, as if waiting for her nod to begin feasting.

Mo Yan, unfazed, calmly continued to eat and drink. This time, she was determined to teach these two dim-witted creatures a lesson; otherwise, the next time, her waist might actually break from their antics. Her muscles still ached from earlier when she had been cooking.

After everyone had finished and the table was cleared, the two beasts finally shifted their positions, eyeing Da Bai and the Golden Beast as they devoured their food.

Having run one hundred laps around the yard, Xiao Hua and Mao Tuan were simply too hungry to bear it any longer. Mao Tuan was still okay, gazing longingly at the food, but Xiao Hua, with no shame, cautiously crept up to Da Bai, hoping for some leftovers. However, Da Bai didn’t even spare it a glance, elegantly finishing every bite in the bowl, not leaving a drop of sauce behind.

Xiao Hua finally gave up in despair, its large tail dragging on the ground as it slunk into a corner, curling up miserably. It looked utterly pitiful.

Mao Tuan, glancing at its empty bowl, then at the owner who showed no sign of feeding it, was also overcome with despair. Drooping its head, it snuggled up next to Xiao Hua, pressing its head against its belly as though it could make its growling stomach stop.

While everyone sat by the fire, nibbling on roasted sweet potatoes, corn on the cob, and other treats to tempt Xiao Hua and Mao Tuan, the two beasts didn’t budge. They merely watched Mo Yan, whose mouth watered as she held a roasted sausage.

Mo Yan was an excellent cook, and her roasted food smelled much sweeter than others'. The children from the Han family loved it, calling her "Yan Jie" sweetly and receiving a lot of tasty treats in return.

It wasn’t until the children were full and the adults told them not to eat anymore, lest they get sick, that Mo Yan’s food baskets gradually filled up again.

After everyone had retired to their rooms for the night, Mo Yan took two large baskets full of roasted sausages, meats, and sweet potatoes, along with the Four Beasts, back to her room. In the eager gaze of Xiao Hua and Mao Tuan, she divided the food between them.

Xiao Hua and Mao Tuan squinted their eyes in delight, gobbling down the food. They were so happy, they seemed as if they could fly. Their love for their owner reached new heights, clearly forgetting that it was the same person who had punished them by making them run a hundred laps and starve earlier.

The world of food lovers—truly beyond the understanding of ordinary people!

Mo Yan, though claiming she was punishing them, could never truly bring herself to starve them. Seeing the two beasts eating so happily, she gently patted their heads. Just as she stood up to prepare her bed for the night, she heard the door creak open. A long leg stepped inside.

At the same time, the door to Shen Ji's room, on the south side of the Mo household, was knocked. Shen Ji quickly slipped on his clothes and went to answer the door. To his surprise, it was Mo Qingze standing outside, looking at him with a warm and friendly expression.

Shen Ji’s eyelids twitched. As he stepped aside to let Mo Qingze in, he invited, "Ziyu, please come in."

Mo Qingze nodded with a smile and entered. After Shen Ji closed the door behind him, Mo Qingze casually asked, "Yunjin has already passed the imperial examination; do you know if there are any arrangements for him at home?"

"May I ask what you mean, Ziyu?" Shen Ji’s brow furrowed slightly. He hid the surprise in his heart and responded with a smile. 

Shen Ji was kind by nature, but not a fool. He and Mo Qingze had often discussed academic topics or hobbies in the past, but they had never talked about personal matters. Mo Qingze’s sudden visit tonight, coupled with this particular question, clearly had some other motive.

(End of Chapter)

 Chapter 778: A Clear Perception (3)

Mo Yan, in high spirits, casually tossed a snowball at the "Four Beasts," hitting Xiao Hua right on the body.

Xiao Hua, always eager to play, thought its owner was inviting it to a game. With a loud "howl," it pounced toward Mo Yan.

Mo Yan, startled, turned to run, but how could she outrun Xiao Hua, with its four legs? In no time, Xiao Hua tackled her from behind, pinning her in the snow. The weight of the beast nearly knocked the air out of her, and she ended up with a mouthful of snow.

"Yuck, yuck, yuck! Stinky Xiao Hua, get off me!" Mo Yan coughed up the snow as best as she could, her body trapped under Xiao Hua's weight. She struggled to shout for the beast to move.

"Hahaha—so funny! This is just... oh—ah—cough, cough!" Liu Tinglan, watching her best friend in such an uncharacteristically helpless state, laughed uncontrollably. But the next moment, she was ambushed by Mao Tuan, who leapt at her like Xiao Hua had done. The furry creature knocked her down into the snow, and she choked on a mouthful of it, starting to cough violently.

"Haha, Mao Tuan, well done! I'll give you roast suckling pig tonight!" Mo Yan stood up and, pointing at Liu Tinglan, who was now buried in snow, laughed without any grace.

But Mo Yan had been too quick to gloat. Mao Tuan, having just been promised a roast suckling pig, dashed off from Liu Tinglan’s body and leapt excitedly onto its owner.

This time, Mo Yan ended up on her back, her breath almost knocked out by the weight of Mao Tuan. The impact on her waist would definitely cause her pain for the next few days.

In the end, Mo Yan had to make Xiao Hua and Mao Tuan run a hundred laps around the yard as punishment, and they were banned from dinner.

"Haha, Yan Yan, they’re just too fun! Without these two, how much less joy would we have?" Liu Tinglan, laughing to the point of tears, looked at the two playful beasts on the ground begging for their punishment to be lifted. She almost wished she could take them home and raise them herself.

Mo Yan, while holding the ears of the two troublemakers, scolded them, and then replied to her good friend, "Sister  Lan, don’t flatter them, or their tails will be straight up to the sky."

Liu Tinglan, initially unconvinced, now looked at the two creatures wagging their tails and squinting their eyes, clearly pleased with themselves. She marveled, "I told you before that the animals in your house are almost like spirits. You refused to admit it, but no matter how smart wolves or tigers are, they can’t be as clever as these!"

Mo Yan smiled without answering. She was afraid that admitting it would frighten her dear friend.

A few days ago, while staying at the Mo household, Liu Tinglan had been in low spirits. Not wanting to worry her best friend, she confided in Mao Tuan, who was the one she felt closest to. She shared her dissatisfaction about the Du family’s marriage arrangements and her fondness for Shen Ji.

Mao Tuan, having learned this, passed the information to Xue Tuanzi, who then relayed it to Mo Yan. Mo Yan, understanding her friend's concerns, was unsure how to help her, as one wrong move could lead to unintended consequences. 

Through the open window of the study, the playful scene of the two bright young women and the beasts in the snow was clearly visible to the person inside.

Xiao Ruiyuan, standing by the window, appeared to be watching Chu Heng and Mo Qingze play chess, but his full attention was on Mo Yan. When he saw her unguardedly knocked down by Xiao Hua, his heart leaped in his chest, fearing she might get hurt.

However, as he watched her laughing with the beasts, carefree and full of joy, the image of her happiness etched itself deeply into his heart, filling him with warmth and longing. He wanted nothing more than to preserve this beautiful moment forever.

Just as Xiao Ruiyuan was lost in this thought, a figure appeared beside him—it was Shen Ji, who had been sitting off to the side reading.

(End of Chapter) 

 Chapter 777: A Clear Perception (2)

Chu Heng: "..."

Was he being fed in an attempt to silence him? As the first to be fed by his cousin, Chu Heng was not at all pleased.

Although Du Shi's appearance had caused some negative emotions in the Mo family, the lively and warm atmosphere in the dining hall soon made the discomfort fade. The meal went on with everyone enjoying themselves.

Meanwhile, the snow outside had grown heavier, covering the ground so deeply that it could reach the tops of people's feet. The Liu and Han families had no hurry to leave since Mo's residence was spacious enough for both families to stay comfortably, something they'd done in the past.

However, Shen Ji was eager to leave while the carriage could still travel. The spring imperial exams were only three months away, and since the autumn exams, Shen Ji had been renting a place to study. If it hadn’t been for the Mo family's invitation, he would have refused to come out.

Mo Qingze admired Shen Ji’s diligence and had already taken a liking to him as a potential son-in-law. Now, he saw an opportunity to make things clearer and, seeing that Shen Ji was about to leave, he kindly urged, "Yunjin has worked hard, but one must balance work with rest. You should stay here today, and leave tomorrow after the snow clears."

Shen Ji, though focused on his studies, appreciated the host’s sincere invitation. He hesitated for a moment, but when he met the expectant look of the bright young woman in the crowd, his mind momentarily went blank. Before he realized it, he had already nodded and agreed to stay.

"Ha ha, this is wonderful! Truly wonderful!" Mo Qingze was thrilled that Shen Ji agreed to stay, and he immediately decided to use the opportunity to start discussing the marriage.

Han Zhiyun and Liu Xiansheng, who had become acquainted with Shen Ji through Mo Qingze, had a good impression of the hardworking and sensible young man. They were also pleased to see him stay, laughing and suggesting they continue the evening with some candle-lit discussions.

The only one displeased was Xiao Ruiyuan. His face darkened as he glared at Shen Ji, suspecting that Shen Ji’s refusal had been a pretense, and he found his hypocrisy repulsive.

Shen Ji suddenly felt a chill and noticed the door to the dining hall was still open. Thinking it was the cold wind, he instinctively stepped aside, away from Xiao Ruiyuan’s cold, piercing gaze.

Chu Heng, watching his cousin sulking like an overturned vinegar jar, was puzzled. Following his gaze, he spotted Shen Ji, the picture of a gentleman. Chu Heng couldn’t help but smirk and silently looked down on his cousin’s childish behavior.

Meanwhile, Mo Yan, busy in the kitchen preparing food for the hungry "Four Beasts," didn’t witness this scene. If she had, she would have had a great time teasing the jealous one.

With Shen Ji’s stay confirmed, Mo Qingze then turned to Xiao Ruiyuan and Chu Heng. Before he could speak, Chu Heng spoke first, "I heard your village grew many vegetables this winter. I wish to see them for myself, but with the weather turning bad, I plan to stay another day. Would it be convenient for you, Master Mo?"

Mo Qingze had only asked out of courtesy, not expecting that Chu Heng would request to stay. Though he worried that the arrangements might not be up to his standards and that he might offend the prince, he couldn’t refuse outright and replied, "It would be an honor for His Highness to stay at our humble abode. If there are any shortcomings in my hospitality, I ask for your understanding."

"This place is excellent. I like it very much," Chu Heng replied with a gentle smile, but then subtly glanced at his cousin standing beside him. When he saw his cousin’s stoic expression, he secretly rolled his eyes. If it weren’t for this troublesome cousin, would the Crown Prince lower himself to stay here?

The heavy snow continued for the entire afternoon and only stopped by evening. The "Four Beasts" stretched out and frolicked in the snow, having a great time as their paws kicked up piles of snow, competing to see who could throw it the furthest.

(End of Chapter) 

 Chapter 776: A Clear Perception (1)

Looking at Du Shi’s pained and confused expression, Mo Qingze sighed deeply. His feelings toward this woman were hard to describe. They had been young spouses, and if he said he had never been moved by her, it would be a lie. Later, when she ran away with another man, he hated her. But after that hatred faded, he began to reflect and realized that he had a share of responsibility for the events that had led to this. His anger toward Du Shi gradually diminished.

However, the moment she carelessly fabricated the story that Yan’er was Chen Ji’s daughter to save him, Mo Qingze no longer held any hope for this woman. He would not allow his child to be harmed, and he would never let his children accept such a mother.

Seeing that her father was only angry with Du Shi, without any lingering affection, Mo Yan felt a sense of relief. The gloomy mood caused by Du Shi finally began to ease. She stopped looking at Du Shi and turned to her father, saying, “Father, there are still guests at home. Let’s go back!”

Mo Qingze had the same intention. He gave Du Shi one last deep look, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately decided it wasn’t necessary. Without speaking a word, he turned and walked away with Mo Yan.

Du Shi stood frozen in place, staring helplessly as the father and daughter disappeared around a corner. The next sound she heard was the door closing, and with it, her courage to approach vanished. She stood in place, the snow falling heavier and gradually covering the shallow footprints left by the two of them, until nothing was left to show their passing.

Du Shi remained standing, motionless, as snowflakes continued to fall on her head and shoulders, melting from the warmth of her body, soaking through her thin clothes.

Once she was sure that Mo Qingze and his daughter wouldn’t return, a figure who had been hiding behind the courtyard wall appeared behind Du Shi. He raised his hand and made a strange gesture in the air, then vanished from sight, leaving behind only two footprints that had not yet been covered by snow.

Mo Qingze and his daughter returned to the dining hall with smiles, continuing to entertain the guests as if nothing had happened.

Liu Tinglan sat next to Mo Yan and whispered, “Yan’er, you were gone for so long, did something happen?”

Mo Yan picked up a dish that Liu Tinglan liked and replied casually, “It’s fine, it’s all settled.”

“That’s good,” Liu Tinglan responded without probing further, offering Mo Yan a dish she liked as well. “By the way, didn’t you see Lord Xiao? He left shortly after you went out, and he still hasn’t returned.”

Mo Yan froze for a moment, then turned to look at Xiao Ruiyuan’s seat, only to find it empty! Just as she was about to ask, a tall figure, carrying a cold aura, appeared at the door. It was none other than Xiao Ruiyuan, who had left earlier.

Mo Yan lifted her head and met Xiao Ruiyuan’s deep gaze, immediately understanding the concern in his eyes. Everything became clear to her in that moment.

Startled by Mo Yan’s sudden glance, Xiao Ruiyuan instinctively averted his eyes, feeling for the first time in his life a sense of guilt.

What had happened outside the courtyard, Yan’er surely didn’t want a fourth person to know. How should he explain it to her?

Mo Yan could tell from Xiao Ruiyuan’s expression what he was thinking, and though she felt a bit of sadness, she couldn’t help but smile inwardly. Although his accidental overhearing had caught her off guard, she didn’t believe it was intentional. If he started doubting her origins and despising her because of it, then she would have truly misjudged him.

Seeing that Mo Yan showed no displeasure, Xiao Ruiyuan secretly sighed with relief. He quickly returned to his usual calm demeanor and sat down at his seat, ignoring Chu Heng’s probing gaze. He served Chu Heng some of his favorite dishes and quickly piled a bowl full. 

(End of Chapter)