Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 122 Turning the Tables to Become King (35)
In less than three days, tens of millions of taels of silver were piled up in the national treasury, which was quite a sight.

Several ministers originally intended to delay payment, but their doors were blocked, and there were many onlookers outside. Even if they had the guts, they didn't have the face to do so.

When the doors of the national treasury were opened, a vast expanse of white snow appeared.

Lying on a bed of dazzling gold and silver treasures, Shen Yun smiled contentedly, her eyes crinkling into crescent shapes.

The guards who opened the door twitched at the sight and wanted to close the door immediately. Although no one would easily pass by this place, if someone were to accidentally see this, the Emperor's dignity would be difficult to maintain.

A few days later, Shen Mo left the capital with half of the donated silver and 30,000 elite soldiers, heading south.

Meanwhile, Shen Yun, who was suffering greatly, was surprised to receive news that Mu Changxue wanted to see her.

If the eunuch hadn't come to report, she would have almost forgotten that such a person existed.

But now that I think about it, her younger sister was actually quite naive. It was a pipe dream for a woman without a maternal clan to want to gain a foothold in the harem, not to mention that she knew what kind of person the man she was with was.

“I’ll go with you.” Xia Yuyan’s heart skipped a beat. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he thought that his premonition was just needless worry.

Shen Yun hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "Since she said she wanted to see me, if you go, there are some things she won't say."

She could sense that the original owner didn't hate this younger sister, but rather felt confused and disappointed. She didn't know how to view this younger sister who had a different mother than her, and because she didn't know how to get along with her, she simply ignored her.

Shen Yun stood up and was about to walk outside when she realized that her hand was being held. She turned around, raised an eyebrow, and said in surprise, "I'll be right back."

Mu Changxue is currently in the palace, and it won't be long for her to climb over there, so there's no need to be so reluctant.

Xia Yuyan seemed not to hear, his fist clenched tightly, a hint of red visible in his eyes. Shen Yun didn't seem to notice, simply patting his hand.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Yuyan finally released his hand. He lowered his head slightly. Shen Yun stood there, unable to see his expression, but could feel the somber atmosphere surrounding him.

She smiled, gently lifted his chin, and placed a kiss on his eyelid. Her slightly trembling eyelashes seemed to express her emotions. "Don't worry, she can't hurt me."

As Shen Yun turned to leave, he didn't see the man, who had been stunned, suddenly collapse to the ground, his expression strange and tense, struggling to utter two words, "Don't go."

As his consciousness faded, a delicate lotus fragrance seemed to linger in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the fragrance of lotus vanished, seemingly just an illusion, a product of human imagination.

When Shen Yun arrived at Mu Changxue's residence, he was almost questioning his life. When did this kind of decoration style become popular in the palace? The whole courtyard was filled with bright red lanterns, hanging in rows on the trees and eaves.

The wind blew through the leaves, making a rustling sound.

There seemed to be candles lit in the inner hall, and a faint light could be seen.

Shen Yun raised her hand, signaling the eunuch following her to stop at the door, and went inside herself.

The young eunuch felt uneasy; it was dark inside, and he had no idea what the people inside were up to. "Your Majesty," he said, "we are here with you."

Shen Yun: "No need, you can just keep watch outside." Actually, she had wanted to do something for a long time, and it would really damage her dignity if these people saw her doing it.

I slowly walked in, and the burning red candles cast a shadow of a person standing quietly.

"Sister, is that you?"

Shen Yun paused, looking at the person in front of her in disbelief. The person had long, disheveled hair hanging down her back, a pale face as if covered in flour, a bright red dress, a pure white handkerchief tied at her waist, gloomy eyes, and a strange smile on her lips.

Is this really not a horror movie set? Shen Yun was very skeptical.

However, everyone knew she was Mu Changrao. Shen Yun stroked his chin, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes. He felt as if the world was being controlled by someone.

She was too lazy to correct the title she used and said directly, "Just say what you have to say?" Dressed like this, she always felt that she was going to hang herself in red and become a vengeful ghost.

"Sister, do you still like Xia Yuliu?" Mu Changxue walked to the incense burner with burning green smoke, took out two incense sticks from her purse and threw them in. Soon, a strong and unique fragrance wafted out.

Even in her current state of dejection, the woman before me could still be considered a beauty, though the chilling look in her eyes diminished her beauty considerably.

"He's no longer the young man you liked. Do you still like him?" Mu Changxue clenched her hands tightly, leaving bluish-purple crescent-shaped marks on her fair palms.

Shen Yun ignored her and stood there pondering, but after a long while, he still couldn't come up with a solution. Mu Changxue said that her current behavior was quite different from the persona she was supposed to be.

Seeing that she remained silent, Mu Changxue's hatred intensified. Her lips seemed to be coated with thick rouge, which, under the glow of the red candlelight, made her appear even more alluring. "Sister, I envy you. I envy that you can win everyone's favor so effortlessly."

Shen Yun fell silent, subconsciously touching her face. She knew what made her face beautiful, but to say that everyone was beautiful was an exaggeration. Normally, among the noble ladies of the capital, her face would be more like something that everyone hated.

I still think her adopted sister has lost her mind and is talking nonsense.

The young eunuch waiting outside the courtyard tentatively stretched out his eyes to look inside, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

Just as he was about to go in, he remembered the order he had just received and had to give up.

"Sister, you hate me, don't you?" Mu Changxue suddenly gave a bitter smile, her face filled with sorrow.

Yes, she did so many wrong things, how could her sister not hate her? Put yourself in her shoes, if you were in that position and treated like that, it would be impossible not to hate her.

Shen Yun shook her head and said softly, "I don't hate." These were her thoughts, and also the thoughts of the original owner of this body.

"Why?" She was clearly stunned. How could this be? She even felt like she had just had a dream.

“Your father and I left the capital when you were young and rarely came back. Whether you have changed in the capital on your own or have been instigated by others, it is all due to your father and I’m not doing a good job of disciplining you.”

"I don't hate you for the mistakes you've made, but I can't forgive you either. After all, the Mu family's century-old foundation was almost destroyed in your hands."

I saw a stray cat; it was both pitiful and adorable. Unfortunately, I have allergies, so I could only buy it some food.

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