Most of the residents of Ronghua Neighborhood were wealthy and powerful families; at this moment, it was unusually quiet, with no one moving around outside.
Han Cuiyin sat in the carriage, bored. She knew that Mo Changdao was hiding outside, constantly watching them.
Having been tricked by Luo Jingqian in the carriage earlier, this man had followed them again, still suspicious.
The man named Mo Han had already spoken about the situation of the Yan Family.
Her sudden appearance at the manor would certainly attract their attention.
Meanwhile, Mo Changdao was mentally considering the possibility that the woman was Han Cuiyin.
The Dark-Faced Girl hadn't been to the manor for nearly a month. Yesterday, Mo Han and that man fought, and the person advising from the side might have been her.
Another point: Mo Han said that the girl was extremely beautiful, with fair skin, lovely eyes, and a small face, looking like a Moon Palace Fairy under the moonlight.
The current Han Cuiyin, except for her clothes, had nothing similar.
But to leave just like that, he was afraid of accidentally letting the person go, and he wouldn't be able to explain it to the Old Ancestor.
Now he could only hide on the rooftop, paying attention to the Dark-Faced Girl's situation.
He knew a lot about the Han Family; this Dark-Faced Girl wasn't favored.
Han Zhen's purpose in bringing her back wasn't pure; her biological mother was beautiful, and Han Zhen hadn't expected their daughter to look like this.
She was completely unsuitable for a marriage alliance.
Moreover, Han Zhen had greater ambitions. He originally wanted to send Han Cuiyin to the back courtyard of a certain Imperial Prince's Residence.
Han Cuiyin's status was low and inconspicuous; becoming a concubine to a prince was actually a promotion for her.
The Chuyuan Emperor wouldn't suspect his intentions and could also win over the prince he favored.
In short, Han Zhen's plan was excellent, but Han Cuiyin's face was too disappointing.
Even if her dark complexion turned fair, Han Zhen probably wouldn't get his wish.
This girl acted intimately with Marquis Jingyun in the carriage just now, doing so in broad daylight, which was scandalous, making it difficult for her to marry well.
He still needed to find an opportunity to advise Han Zhen; although this man was good at scheming and had some skills, the capital city was better off being a little more lively.
Mo Changdao hid on the rooftop. Reluctance to return to the Mo Manor was one aspect; after seeing Han Cuiyin come out, his eyes immediately went to her left shoulder.
The Old Ancestor said that person was injured; this Dark-Faced Girl's injury seemed a little unusual.
Since Han Cuiyin came out, the black mist at his fingertips had become increasingly frequent, causing him to mutter, "Both wearing green clothes, could it really be her?"
How did a girl raised in the countryside learn those skills?
The girl who broke into Mo Manor was no ordinary person; if they truly clashed, he might not be a match for her.
Mo Changdao couldn't help but become vigilant. Once the seed of suspicion was planted, it quickly took root and grew; the more he looked at Han Cuiyin, the more she resembled the girl who had broken into Mo Manor to cause trouble.
Han Cuiyin's heart turned cold, knowing she was being watched. She patted her left shoulder and muttered to herself, "Jingqian Gege is so bad! He actually bit my left shoulder and then applied medicine with his mouth; so shameless! He also tied such an ugly knot on my shoulder, making my clothes look terrible!"
Covering her face, she stamped her foot, twisted her waist, and quickly got into the carriage.
Mo Changdao saw a hint of shyness on her, shook his head, and thought it was unbearable to watch.
"Let's just calm down. That girl is so stupid; how could she be her? It's better to watch the Luo Family's drama here. What is Marquis Jingyun doing here? Why did he coincidentally appear here?"
Mo Changdao became more interested in Luo Jingqian.
Ten disciples suddenly descended Fuguang Mountain; could one of them be involved?
The coachman should be from Fuguang Mountain, all of the Qing generation.
Was his bad attitude a way of concealing something?
Moreover, that person was also wearing green clothes.
Could things be such a coincidence?
The more Mo Changdao thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He quickly sent a voice transmission to the Mo Family Ancestor, telling him his discovery.
After Han Cuiyin got into the carriage, she couldn't help but feel annoyed.
How careless!
She should have changed into different colored clothes; if Luo Jingqian hadn't happened to be waiting here, she would have hidden in the Lotus Seed Space.
Now both of them were suspected by Mo Changdao, and a mass of black mist was watching.
With their current cultivation, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand the enemy.
Han Cuiyin secretly made some arrangements for the carriage, isolating others' divine sense, and then treated her left shoulder.
The tingling on her left shoulder was faint, and after reciting the Heart-Clearing Mantra again, her heart finally calmed down.
"Mo Changdao has been watching, seemingly suspicious of us. Act quickly; later we'll go straight back to Qingshuang Mountain, don't return to the Princess Manor," Han Cuiyin could only give Luo Jingqian a few more instructions.
On Luo Jingqian's side, after entering, he went directly to the study to see Luo Yuan.
"Duke, my mother asked me to come and retrieve the love token from that year."
Luo Jingqian only bowed, not calling Duke Dingguo "father."
Luo Yuan dismissed everyone, his face darkening. "Changyun is... truly shameless, actually inciting you to not recognize me as your father!"
"Shameless? Ha, that term should be applied to you. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. Mother asked me to come and retrieve your love token. Returning it now is better than demanding it from your maternal uncle tomorrow."
Hearing his insult towards his mother, Luo Jingqian lost his usual gentleness.
"You came just in time. Your younger brother needs a bowl of your blood. Your second aunt wanted to find you those past few days, but I stopped her. Since you want the love token, use it to exchange!"
The words Luo Yuan spoke were devoid of past warmth.
"Haha, good—good, a shameless Duke!"
Luo Jingqian was about to agree when Han Cuiyin interrupted him, causing him to immediately change his words.
"Don't agree; this is a demon, not your father."
If not his father, where was his father?
"If not, then I’ll take my leave!" Luo Jingqian stood up and left directly.
"Don't leave! Coming and going without leaving something behind, is the Luo Family a place you can enter and exit freely? Our Great Ye Dynasty governs with filial piety, and now that your grandfather is ill, all his grandchildren have offered a bowl of their heart's blood as a medicinal ingredient, only you are missing! Since you're here, I won't bother sending someone to Qingshuang Mountain."
Little Li, hearing the news, hurried over and stopped Luo Jingqian.
"Get lost! Your life and death are none of my concern!"
Qingyuan kicked the person away, getting ahead of Luo Jingqian.
On the rooftop, Mo Changdao looked down on the Luo Family even more.
The Mo Family Ancestor, clinging to his sword hilt, sent a voice transmission, "Capturing Luo Yuan would also work; he is a thousand-year-old Great Demon, useful to me."
"Ancestor, Luo Yuan's cultivation is good, he's in his prime, I'm old and frail, I'm no match for him. What's more, a thousand-year-old Great Demon is not something I can handle."
Mo Changdao was very aware of his own abilities; at most he could deal with a small demon with a few hundred years of Daoist cultivation, he didn't dare to provoke a Great Demon easily.
The Mo Family Ancestor's tone was filled with excitement, "If Luo Jingqian fights him later, go and stop him, I have my own way of succeeding."
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