The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Ye Xiaohan looked around calmly, and suddenly asked, "Is this the environment that Mu Mu has lived in since childhood?"

Yun Mujiu came back to his senses, "Yeah. But I don't like this place, and I don't want to set foot here again."

"Once we leave today, Mu Mu will have nothing to do with the Yun Mansion and will never come back." Ye Xiaohan didn't know how to comfort people, and all he said were some facts from rational analysis.

Of course, people who understand you will always understand you.

Ye Xiaohan didn't say much, but Yun Mujiu could hear Ye Xiaohan's concern.

"Xiao Xiao, from now on Ye Mansion is my only home. Meng Mansion is my mother's home." The two homes can be equivalent in a certain sense, or they can be different. There are subtle differences between the two places. Meng Mansion is a big family, while Ye Mansion is a small home that belongs exclusively to her and Ye Xiaohan.

"No," Ye Xiaohan looked at Yun Mujiu steadily, "This is our only home."

It's us, not me.

Ye Mansion is not Yun Mujiu's only home, but the only home shared by Yun Mujiu and Ye Xiaohan.

Yun Mujiu smiled softly, dimples appeared on her face. Yes, it is their home. Xiao Xiao's words emphasized, so cute!

"Bang!" The heavy door of the ancestral hall was opened, and an old and decayed smell wafted into the air.

Ye Xiaohan moved very quickly. He raised his hand and used his wide sleeves to block any dust that might be floating in the air for Yun Mujiu.

Yun Mujiu turned her head and looked at Ye Xiaohan, a man with severe mysophobia, who was standing in front of her.

The two paused before entering the ancestral hall.

Two guards walked to the corner of the room, took out candles and lit them.

The dim light came on, and Yun Mujiu stared at Meng's tablet.

In the corner, there is an old and simple tablet with Meng's name engraved on it - "Meng Wanzhou".

Meng Wanzhou, what a nice name. It's a pity that the beautiful young woman passed away so early.

Yun Mujiu wet the embroidered handkerchief with water and walked forward to gently wipe Meng's tablet.

Then she took three incense sticks, bowed three times and knelt once, then stood up and inserted the incense into the small incense burner in front of Meng's tablet.

Ye Xiaohan then took three incense sticks, lit them, bowed gently three times, and then inserted the incense into the furnace.

Yun Mujiu knelt on the mat, and Ye Xiaohan stood quietly beside her.

Yun Mujiu closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and silently said in her heart: Mother, I am here to take you back. No matter if I am the Yun Mujiu in my previous life or the Yun Mujiu in this life, I am still your daughter. Come with me today, and I will take you back to your real home.

Suddenly, a breeze blew in from outside the house, the incense in the burner burned more vigorously, and the strong smell of sandalwood quickly spread around.

Yun Mujiu opened his eyes, his eyes were clear. Was it a miracle? Or a coincidence? In any case, being able to take Meng away today was a good start.

Yun Mujiu stood up and looked back at Ye Xiaohan.

"Your Majesty, let's go."

"it is good."

Yun Mujiu walked forward, briefly wrapped the tablet with clean cloth, and then held the tablet in both hands.

Wei Bai had been silently leading his personal guards. Seeing Yun Mujiu busy at work, he quickly took over Yun Mujiu's job and took the initiative to push the wheelchair for Ye Xiaohan.

Wei Song stayed behind and led his personal guards to close the door of the ancestral hall, and then followed Ye Xiaohan silently.

Yun Mujiu and others walked in the front. The two servants of the Yun Mansion shrank their heads and did not dare to get too close.

When Yun Mujiu walked towards the Meng family's courtyard, he occasionally looked up at the servants of the Yun mansion who were following behind them.

The Yun Mansion has become desolate, with few people living there. The atmosphere in the entire mansion is so depressing that it seems difficult to breathe.

Previously, Yun Mujiu had designed a plan for Yun Xiang to resell a batch of servants. Now, most of the remaining guards and servants in the Yun Mansion were newly purchased by Yun Xiang at low prices, and most of those before were sold for money.

There were a few servants who looked familiar to them, and they dared not breathe a word when they saw Yun Mujiu. They had just been in the Yun Mansion for less than a year, and they had some understanding of the experience of the eldest lady of the Yun Mansion in the Yun Mansion.

Fortunately, they were not as hateful as those old servants who had blatantly bullied the original owner. So Yun Mujiu could let them go today. Looking at their haggard demeanor, it was clear that they had not had a good time in the Yun Mansion these days.

Yun Mujiu suspected that if someone was willing to accept these servants, they would immediately abandon the Yun Mansion and flee. The Yun Mansion servant who brought her the news about Prime Minister Yun last time came with the intention of trying to please her.

As Yun Mujiu walked, she told the people around her about her experiences in the Yun Mansion.

Her tone was very calm, as if she was talking about other people's experiences, but her big eyes occasionally revealed a complex look, even a hint of sadness.

Ye Xiaohan locked his eyes on Yun Mujiu, acting as a listener. No matter what Yun Mujiu said, he would listen carefully, and occasionally give Yun Mujiu some positive feedback in time.

I'm always here, I'll be with you.

Soon, Yun Mujiu and others arrived at Meng's bedroom.

Yun Mujiu brought a few people into the house, including Ye Xiaohan, Wei Song, Wei Bai, Fusang and Suixi. As for the people from the Yun Mansion, they had already been driven out of the yard by the personal guards.

Yun Mujiu handed the tablet to Fusang, and then walked away with Ye Xiaohan.

Wei Bai and the others were searching outside to see if they could find any new clues, while Yun Mujiu and Ye Xiaohan were searching for clues inside.

The layout of Meng's bedroom was still the same as before, without any changes. Yun Mujiu kept thinking back to her first experience here.

After a long time, this place is still old and there is no sign of strangers. Yun Xiang and other people in the Yun Mansion have long regarded this courtyard as a desolate place, and no one has set foot here anymore.

Yun Mujiu groped Meng's bed again, but unfortunately, he made no new discovery this time.

Ye Xiaohan paced around the house, observing everything. The valuable items and furniture in the house had long disappeared, so it was easy to find out anything, after all, the house was so simple.

After a cup of tea, Yun Mujiu and Ye Xiaohan met up with the people outside.

Everyone shook their heads, indicating that there were no new discoveries.

Yun Mujiu nodded lightly and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, forget it if there is none."

Afterwards, the group planned to return to the main hall and leave the Yun Mansion immediately.

However, a figure stopped them.

Yun Shirou was sitting on a stretcher, carried over by two servants.

"This subject greets Lord Ye and Princess Ye."

"What are you doing here?" Yun Mujiu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and the words he spoke were also impulsive.

"I'm not here for anything. I just wanted to see you. You haven't gone back for so long, and I thought you might need something." Yun Shirou gritted her teeth and explained slowly.

Yun Mujiu didn't believe this. In her impression, Yun Shirou rarely had such a good heart.

"No need. The prince and I were just taking a walk. We will go back now."

"Okay..." Yun Shirou was slightly disappointed, and looked at Ye Xiaohan again, pretending to be pitiful. "This is the first time that the prince comes to the Yun Mansion, so it's better for him to stay for a while."

"Hehe." Yun Mujiu laughed. It turned out that Yun Shirou came here to steal her man!