The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Pavilion Master Qian couldn't figure out what was going on, so he could only send more people to investigate who sent the letter.

He went down the corridor on the top floor, returned to the house, and saw several killers again.

They said they couldn't find any more information about Master Yun Mujiu recently. All they could find were some previous rumors, such as Master Yun Mujiu being related to a master from a certain sect who taught the Soul-Snatching Killer, or being a descendant of a family left behind by the Tianji Dynasty, or being a master far away in the Liuyan Continent...

Pavilion Master Qian thought for a while before reluctantly telling his subordinates not to add more manpower to the investigation.

Envoy Duan was surprised, "Master, what are you going to do?" Are you really not going to continue investigating Princess Ye?

Pavilion Master Qian waved his hand and said nothing. Finally, he said calmly, "I will personally investigate the aristocratic families and strange sects of the Eastern Empire."

"Perhaps, Yun Mujiu has no master, and all his abilities come from elsewhere."

"What do you mean, Pavilion Master?" Special Envoy Duan and his companions widened their eyes in confusion.

"Yun Mujiu's ability is not something he originally possessed, but something he brought from somewhere else..." Pavilion Master Qian's handsome face was filled with a solemn expression as he said deeply—

"This pavilion is mainly re-investigating Yun Mujiu from the perspective of 'resurrection'."

As he had thought before, Yun Mujiu's secret was not in her master, nor in the Eastern Empire she might be related to, but in her current soul...

...

At that time, Yun Mujiu didn't know that the leader of the Soul-stealing Yuanxi had actually set his sights on her soul.

The people of this dynasty were able to focus their minds on the unique concept of the soul. This was truly an astonishing level of insight. Even in the modern world where Yun Mujiu once lived, not many people would be aware of or even pay attention to the concept of "soul" or any term related to it.

In the evening, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky again, weaving circles of hazy white mist, as thin as gauze.

Coincidentally, Ye Xiaohan finished his official business and went to the flower hall to have dinner with Yun Mujiu.

After dinner, Yun Mujiu stood by the window, quietly watching the night rain outside. Lights flickered under the eaves outside the hall, casting shadows from the vines crawling outside the window onto the panes.

The raindrops hit the window paper, making a "patter" sound.

Yun Mujiu thought about what he had been thinking during the day and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, if I wanted to cure someone but you didn't know about it, or if I didn't intend to tell you the truth from the beginning, would you be angry?"

Ye Xiaohan paused while wiping his sword with a white handkerchief and simply asked, "Is curing that patient important to Mu Mu?"

Yun Mujiu thought for a moment and said, "It's important, I guess. And I've also asked to try to diagnose him."

Ye Xiaohan didn't ask who that person was, he just said: "If Mu Mu wants to be treated, then treat him."

Yun Mujiu breathed a sigh of relief, but still held his breath and asked, "What if that person is not very familiar with the prince, or does not have a close relationship with him?"

Ye Xiaohan had a keen sense of perception and immediately sensed the hidden meaning behind Yun Mujiu's words. He asked, "Members of the Zhongyue royal family? Princes like the Seventh and Fifth Brothers?"

Yun Mujiu's eyes flickered slightly. Back when she and Ye Xiaohan were still unfamiliar with each other, she had told him that she had to cure the Fifth and Seventh Princes. When Ye Xiaohan asked her why, she replied, "If I don't cure them, I might be in big trouble."

Yun Mujiu didn't dare look directly at Ye Xiaohan, and replied: "Someone who has some connection with the prince in the outside world, but I don't know whether your relationship is good or bad."

Ye Xiaohan put down his sword, walked to the window, lowered his head and said to Yun Mujiu: "You are a doctor, you can treat whoever you want, as long as it is what you want."

Yun Mujiu was stunned, then slowly nodded. Once she was ready, she would come up with a treatment plan and discuss with Ye Xiaohan how she planned to treat Netherworld Nine's mental illness.

That night, Ye Xiaohan sent Yun Mujiu back to Qichiyuan as usual, and then went straight back to Huayangyuan.

Yun Mujiu didn't understand why, but she always felt that before going to bed at night, Ye Xiaohan had no intention of asking her to stay overnight.

Could it be that Ye Xiaohan was afraid that she, a deep sleeper, would not only make him suffer from back pain, but also make our honorable His Majesty the Night King suffer?

Yun Mujiu had no idea what Ye Xiaohan was thinking, so he could only fall asleep leisurely with a faint longing for someone.

...

A few days ago, people's attention was focused on a birthday banquet and the frequent highlight performances of the Night King and his wife.

In the past few days, he was also attracted by the events such as the Night King going to court to impeach officials who were inactive, handling government affairs such as drought, and the Night King's wife bringing a team of doctors and having the Night King accompany him to treat the fifth prince.

With the Moonlit Palace Banquet just two days away, some people in the capital were becoming busier. For example, officials below the fourth rank were rushing around, trying to find an opportunity to get themselves or their sons and daughters a chance to attend the banquet.

Those officials who were far away from the capital were still on their way. In the past few days, many officials began to arrive at the post stations in the capital.

In fact, it stands to reason that most officials who live far away from the capital should not be able to make it to the capital for the banquet, because the court did not plan to hold a large-scale banquet in this year when the whole country was recuperating, so it should not have notified officials from all over the country in advance to set off early and prepare to come to the capital for the banquet.

But I don't know what the emperor was thinking. When the rumor about the Ninth Layer of the Netherworld being ordered by the Night King to go north to kill and investigate the case was frequently circulated a while ago, the emperor had already notified officials from all over the country that even if there was no large-scale palace banquet in the capital this year, they should still go to the capital. Even if it was to report on their work, there would be a reasonable reason for them to go to and gather in the capital again.

Most officials, along with their families, had come to Beijing to report on their work. Unexpectedly, they received a new notice midway through their journey, stating that the Moonlit Palace Banquet would proceed as normal this year. Fortunately, they were already on their way; otherwise, they would either miss the banquet or have it postponed.

The capital was abuzz with activity these days, with even the common people preparing for their own Moon Festival celebrations. As for the officials' families preparing for the banquet? They were busy shopping for new clothes and fabrics, crafting jewelry, searching for gifts, practicing their skills at home, and going out to give gifts and build connections.

The Night Prince's Mansion was quiet, and the people in the mansion were as quiet as usual.

Ye Xiaohan was in the study discussing matters with his subordinates, while Yun Mujiu was training doctors at the pharmacy and preparing some special medicine for the Fifth Prince, who hadn't appeared yet and whose current recovery status was unknown...