Ye MuXi held the vase and took her time returning back to a small courtyard. She put the vase down on the table, and then poured all the things in the vase onto the table. She sat down emotionlessly and began to count the money.
The little servant girl was still a little frightened. Obviously, she hadn’t yet come back to her senses from the shock of being within the piles of corpses. However, she brightened up after seeing so many silver coins on the table.
“So much money! Miss, can we have one more cornbun for the meal now?” The little servant girl was brimming with delight.
“Mhm.” Ye MuXi said without looking up. “We’ll eat the ones with the meat filling.”
Little Shuang’s expression was a bit dumbstruck. There’s meat in corn buns?
After thinking how long it had been since they’ve eaten meat, Little Shuang was actually looking forward to corn buns with meat!
Suddenly, Ye MuXi stopped counting the silver, and picked out five green objects the size of a ring from the pile. It was similar to a jade pendant and also looked a bit like a token.
“Miss, what is this?”
“I don’t know.” Ye MuXi glanced at it for a few moments. Within that ring-like object, she felt a dense, eerie aura, along with a rotten smell.
She frowned slightly. Her intuition told her that this was not anything good.
“Miss, what are you looking at?” asked the little servant girl in doubt.
Ye MuXi threw the five rings into her purse and said lightly: “I’m looking at how much money these few things can exchange.”
Just then, a woman came in from outside the courtyard.
“You’re back?” She glanced at the old vase on the table, thinking that they were bought by Ye MuXi, and immediately scolded her. “Xi’er[1],how many times has mother told you, don’t buy these useless things! What is this vase used for? Can it be eaten? I work so hard to earn some silver, isn’t it to … “
Ye MuXi removed the vase to reveal the silver piled up like a hill at the back, interrupting the woman, replying, “This is rent money.”
This woman was Ye MuXi’s mother: Song QingLan.
Song QingLan was quick-tempered because she cultivated her Earth Soul when she was young. She was also considered thick-skinned because of her talent, and the fact that she was married early to the Ye family. Yet after she bore Ye MuXi, her body became worse and worse, giving rise to a mass of illnesses.Because of this, her cultivation could no longer be advanced.
It was commonly said that a woman’s childbirth resulted in stupidity for three years[2], but after Song QingLan gave birth to Ye MuXi, it could be said that her childbirth led to more than ten years of misery.
Now that her husband died in a fight over family property, she was thrown out from the Ye clan for being too ill-tempered. From then on, she regarded the entire Ye clan as enemies who could not live under the same sky as her. She refused to bow down to the Ye family, and simply raised Ye MuXi up by herself.
However, Ye MuXi was used to living life in luxury so she naturally did not want to be sentenced to a life of poverty. Thus, she tried every possible method to leave her mother, crying and begging to return to the Ye clan. Song QingLan almost burst a vein from being infuriated by her.
Yet, ever since Ye MuXi fell into a pond a month ago and woke up, she had completely changed. Although she stopped fussing about returning to the Ye clan, Song QingLan felt even more uneasy, feeling as if her daughter’s head was knocked badly.
Song QingLan looked at the pile of silver on the table. There were at least some thousand silvers.
“Rent? The land in the countryside hasn’t had any harvest in the recent years. Where did you get so much rent?” Song QingLan wasn’t so easily lied to. “Bratty girl, you tell your mother the truth; where did you get so much money?”
Ye MuXi was as calm as ever: “It is rent.”
Looking at her only daughter, Song QingLan felt helpless.
A month ago, Xi’er was still the little girl who fooled around all day. Now her face looked like it had been paralyzed.
It was normal for a girl who was similar to flowers and jade to cry and fuss.
Look at her now, stiffening her face all day. She answers nine sentences out of ten without expression. When did she become so mature?
Song QingLan turned her gaze to the timid girl behind Ye MuXi. Her graceful appearance carried an imposing look.
“Then you speak, Little Shuang. Where did these silvers come from?”
Back then, Little Shuang was an abandoned baby she picked up when she was still in the Ye family. She allowed her to stay with her in order to accompany her daughter. When she left the Ye clan, Little Shuang followed her out.
The little servant girl, Little Shuang, went weak in the knees when she got picked. Just as she was going to tell the truth, Ye MuXi gave her an indifferent look.
From this glance, cold sweat broke out on Little Shuang’s back. There was a warning in that calm look; in that warning, carried severity. “Madam, it really is … the rent, the rent the lady received from the countryside! ” she replied quickly.
Little Shuang wanted to cry a little. In the past month, their young lady had become too scary. She had never known that a person’s eyes could be so terrifying before.
Song QingLan still didn’t believe it.
“This year’s harvest is good so there is a lot of money.” insisted Ye MuXi.
Upon seeing this, Song QingLan had no choice but to say: “Xi’er, your mother knows that you have become sensible since this month. But right now, we’re not like before. Our family over there are still waiting to see our humiliation. Seeing how long we can last. You cannot make trouble anymore, otherwise we … “
Song QingLan suddenly could not continue.
Her body was getting worse and worse and she didn’t know how long she could last. If she just passed away and left such a young girl alone, how will she continue on?
Seeing Song QingLan like this, Ye MuXi gave in a little. She put the vase back on the table and said seriously: “I will not cause trouble again. I will also protect myself.”
She was not the former Ye MuXi. After spending so many years in the Ministry of Defense, how could she need someone else’s protection?
After transmigrating here, she had accidentally become ‘Ye MuXi’. Although Song QingLan often scolded her verbally this month, she knew in her heart that Song QingLan really loved her.
She had no father and mother in her previous life. It was a foreign feeling, for someone to care for her so much. In addition, she was also revived by borrowing Ye MuXi’s body, so she had already decided in her heart that she would let Song QingLan live a better life.
Song QingLan looked at Ye MuXi’s serious eyes and thought in her head that the little girl was becoming more and more mature, and so changed the subject to something a bit more serious. “I heard that there was a fire outside the city just as I came back, and they say the fire was a little strange. It burned away several circular blocks of forests, and the animals in the forests are also dead. The dirt has turned into a green color. There were obviously more than one hundred corpses there, but now there’s nothing. You came back from there, did anything happen?”
Outside the city?
More than a hundred bodies?
Why did this sound familiar?
Ye MuXi and the small servant girl, Little Shuang, looked at each other and then away.
“Didn’t set fire,” Ye MuXi said seriously.
Song QingLan froze and looked at Ye MuXi: “What didn’t set fire?”
Little Shuang also answered strangely: “That’s right, the lady was going to set it on fire, but when we saw that there was still someone who’s alive, we immediately went away, and we didn’t see anyone else before we left! Strange, who set it on fire?”
Song QingLan’s eyes widened: “You wanted to set fire …”
Little Shuang only now realized in shock that she had just spilled the beans.
Ye MuXi saw that she couldn’t hide it anymore and so she explained, without a better option. “We didn’t set anything on fire, we just took the silver.”
Song QingLan looked at the pile of silver on the table and then thought of Ye MuXi’s words.
Ye MuXi was afraid that Song QingLan was going to get angry, thus, quickly added a sentence. “I really didn’t set it on fire.”
Although she did have the idea of setting fire to the corpses.
Song QingLan: “…”
She wanted to kill that girl! Of all the things to rob, to rob the dead’s silver. Does she not know the dead should be respected!
1. Adding er （儿） is an endearing way of calling someone. Can be used as a nickname too. ⮝
2. Commonly referred to as ‘baby brain’ ⮝
Ye MuXi held the vase and took her time returning back to a small courtyard. She put the vase down on the table, and then poured all the things in the vase onto the table. She sat down emotionlessly and began to count the money.
The little servant girl was still a little frightened. Obviously, she hadn’t yet come back to her senses from the shock of being within the piles of corpses. However, she brightened up after seeing so many silver coins on the table.
“So much money! Miss, can we have one more cornbun for the meal now?” The little servant girl was brimming with delight.
“Mhm.” Ye MuXi said without looking up. “We’ll eat the ones with the meat filling.”
Little Shuang’s expression was a bit dumbstruck. There’s meat in corn buns?
After thinking how long it had been since they’ve eaten meat, Little Shuang was actually looking forward to corn buns with meat!
Suddenly, Ye MuXi stopped counting the silver, and picked out five green objects the size of a ring from the pile. It was similar to a jade pendant and also looked a bit like a token.
“Miss, what is this?”
“I don’t know.” Ye MuXi glanced at it for a few moments. Within that ring-like object, she felt a dense, eerie aura, along with a rotten smell.
She frowned slightly. Her intuition told her that this was not anything good.
“Miss, what are you looking at?” asked the little servant girl in doubt.
Ye MuXi threw the five rings into her purse and said lightly: “I’m looking at how much money these few things can exchange.”
Just then, a woman came in from outside the courtyard.
“You’re back?” She glanced at the old vase on the table, thinking that they were bought by Ye MuXi, and immediately scolded her. “Xi’er[1],how many times has mother told you, don’t buy these useless things! What is this vase used for? Can it be eaten? I work so hard to earn some silver, isn’t it to … “
Ye MuXi removed the vase to reveal the silver piled up like a hill at the back, interrupting the woman, replying, “This is rent money.”
This woman was Ye MuXi’s mother: Song QingLan.
Song QingLan was quick-tempered because she cultivated her Earth Soul when she was young. She was also considered thick-skinned because of her talent, and the fact that she was married early to the Ye family. Yet after she bore Ye MuXi, her body became worse and worse, giving rise to a mass of illnesses.Because of this, her cultivation could no longer be advanced.
It was commonly said that a woman’s childbirth resulted in stupidity for three years[2], but after Song QingLan gave birth to Ye MuXi, it could be said that her childbirth led to more than ten years of misery.
Now that her husband died in a fight over family property, she was thrown out from the Ye clan for being too ill-tempered. From then on, she regarded the entire Ye clan as enemies who could not live under the same sky as her. She refused to bow down to the Ye family, and simply raised Ye MuXi up by herself.
However, Ye MuXi was used to living life in luxury so she naturally did not want to be sentenced to a life of poverty. Thus, she tried every possible method to leave her mother, crying and begging to return to the Ye clan. Song QingLan almost burst a vein from being infuriated by her.
Yet, ever since Ye MuXi fell into a pond a month ago and woke up, she had completely changed. Although she stopped fussing about returning to the Ye clan, Song QingLan felt even more uneasy, feeling as if her daughter’s head was knocked badly.
Song QingLan looked at the pile of silver on the table. There were at least some thousand silvers.
“Rent? The land in the countryside hasn’t had any harvest in the recent years. Where did you get so much rent?” Song QingLan wasn’t so easily lied to. “Bratty girl, you tell your mother the truth; where did you get so much money?”
Ye MuXi was as calm as ever: “It is rent.”
Looking at her only daughter, Song QingLan felt helpless.
A month ago, Xi’er was still the little girl who fooled around all day. Now her face looked like it had been paralyzed.
It was normal for a girl who was similar to flowers and jade to cry and fuss.
Look at her now, stiffening her face all day. She answers nine sentences out of ten without expression. When did she become so mature?
Song QingLan turned her gaze to the timid girl behind Ye MuXi. Her graceful appearance carried an imposing look.
“Then you speak, Little Shuang. Where did these silvers come from?”
Back then, Little Shuang was an abandoned baby she picked up when she was still in the Ye family. She allowed her to stay with her in order to accompany her daughter. When she left the Ye clan, Little Shuang followed her out.
The little servant girl, Little Shuang, went weak in the knees when she got picked. Just as she was going to tell the truth, Ye MuXi gave her an indifferent look.
From this glance, cold sweat broke out on Little Shuang’s back. There was a warning in that calm look; in that warning, carried severity. “Madam, it really is … the rent, the rent the lady received from the countryside! ” she replied quickly.
Little Shuang wanted to cry a little. In the past month, their young lady had become too scary. She had never known that a person’s eyes could be so terrifying before.
Song QingLan still didn’t believe it.
“This year’s harvest is good so there is a lot of money.” insisted Ye MuXi.
Upon seeing this, Song QingLan had no choice but to say: “Xi’er, your mother knows that you have become sensible since this month. But right now, we’re not like before. Our family over there are still waiting to see our humiliation. Seeing how long we can last. You cannot make trouble anymore, otherwise we … “
Song QingLan suddenly could not continue.
Her body was getting worse and worse and she didn’t know how long she could last. If she just passed away and left such a young girl alone, how will she continue on?
Seeing Song QingLan like this, Ye MuXi gave in a little. She put the vase back on the table and said seriously: “I will not cause trouble again. I will also protect myself.”
She was not the former Ye MuXi. After spending so many years in the Ministry of Defense, how could she need someone else’s protection?
After transmigrating here, she had accidentally become ‘Ye MuXi’. Although Song QingLan often scolded her verbally this month, she knew in her heart that Song QingLan really loved her.
She had no father and mother in her previous life. It was a foreign feeling, for someone to care for her so much. In addition, she was also revived by borrowing Ye MuXi’s body, so she had already decided in her heart that she would let Song QingLan live a better life.
Song QingLan looked at Ye MuXi’s serious eyes and thought in her head that the little girl was becoming more and more mature, and so changed the subject to something a bit more serious. “I heard that there was a fire outside the city just as I came back, and they say the fire was a little strange. It burned away several circular blocks of forests, and the animals in the forests are also dead. The dirt has turned into a green color. There were obviously more than one hundred corpses there, but now there’s nothing. You came back from there, did anything happen?”
Outside the city?
More than a hundred bodies?
Why did this sound familiar?
Ye MuXi and the small servant girl, Little Shuang, looked at each other and then away.
“Didn’t set fire,” Ye MuXi said seriously.
Song QingLan froze and looked at Ye MuXi: “What didn’t set fire?”
Little Shuang also answered strangely: “That’s right, the lady was going to set it on fire, but when we saw that there was still someone who’s alive, we immediately went away, and we didn’t see anyone else before we left! Strange, who set it on fire?”
Song QingLan’s eyes widened: “You wanted to set fire …”
Little Shuang only now realized in shock that she had just spilled the beans.
Ye MuXi saw that she couldn’t hide it anymore and so she explained, without a better option. “We didn’t set anything on fire, we just took the silver.”
Song QingLan looked at the pile of silver on the table and then thought of Ye MuXi’s words.
Ye MuXi was afraid that Song QingLan was going to get angry, thus, quickly added a sentence. “I really didn’t set it on fire.”
Although she did have the idea of setting fire to the corpses.
Song QingLan: “…”
She wanted to kill that girl! Of all the things to rob, to rob the dead’s silver. Does she not know the dead should be respected!
1. Adding er （儿） is an endearing way of calling someone. Can be used as a nickname too. ⮝
2. Commonly referred to as ‘baby brain’ ⮝
