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"I have heard that the concubine of the Prince of Southwest is the prince's childhood sweetheart. Before Princess Anle married the Prince of Southwest, they had already decided to spend their lives together.

Originally, the King of the Southwest wanted her to be the princess, but the old concubine disliked her low birth and asked for Princess Anle to marry the King of the Southwest.

And now the Prince of Southwest is also the son of this Concubine Wu."

Mu Yunyao's eyes were tinged with worry when she heard this.

If this is the case, I'm afraid Princess Anle will not have an easy time in the southwest.

It's possible to think so, but Princess Anle has lived in the southwest for more than 20 years, and there's no point in rushing for a day or two.

After thinking for a while, Mu Yunyao asked.

"But have you found out any way to get close to the people in the Southwest Palace?"

As for the Fifth Young Master who came to our door before, forget it.

Her current identity is the old lady of the Chen family, an old lady with wrinkled skin and white hair. How could it be possible for her to return home with a young man?

You still have to get in touch with the women in the palace.

Qingyun was quite thorough in her work, and she had thought of this a long time ago.

"Master, we can start with Concubine Wu. She goes to Hanguang Temple to burn incense on the first and fifteenth day of every month. We can go there and wait for her."

Mu Yunyao couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she heard this. Why do these ladies seem to like burning incense so much? It seems that when they were in the capital, if the ladies of two families wanted to go out together, most of them would use burning incense as an excuse.

However, she didn't say this out loud, and thought about it.

"You go make arrangements."

After all, the old lady of the Chen family is a Buddhist, otherwise she would not have gone to the nunnery to practice meditation before.

Now that I have returned home, it makes sense for me to go out and worship Buddha on the first and fifteenth day of every month.

With the old lady's personal intervention, it was much easier for Li from the Chen family to sort out domestic affairs in the next few days, and no one dared to go against her anymore.

Seeing that she had managed the affairs of the mansion in an orderly manner, Mu Yunyao had a rare moment of leisure.

During this period, the eldest son of the Chen family came several times to plead for Sun, but was stopped by Nanny Guilan.

Until the 15th day of March, when Mu Yunyao was about to go out, Chen Qingfeng, the second son of the Chen family, who had just returned home from school, lifted his robe and knelt in front of her to block her way after hearing that his mother had been punished.

"Grandma, please have mercy on me. My mother has realized her mistake. Please forgive her this time."

Chen Qingfeng was studying in the academy. He was not at home on the day Mu Yunyao came to the Chen family, and the Chen family did not send him any letter. It was not until he returned from his ten-day break that he learned about such a big thing.

Mu Yunyao didn't even look at him and was about to walk out, but this Chen Qingfeng was more stubborn than she had imagined.

He crawled a few steps on his knees and knelt in front of Mu Yunyao.

Seeing that Mu Yunyao was unwilling to greet him, he actually started to kowtow.

His forehead hit the bluestone paved road hard, and soon it became swollen, with faint traces of blood on the stone slab.

Mu Yunyao felt that if she left like this, it would not take long for rumors to spread about the Chen family's old lady's unkindness.

Although she doesn't care what others think of her, this is the old lady of the Chen family, not her.

She was just borrowing someone else's identity, there was no need to ruin his reputation.

Thinking of this, Mu Yunyao stopped.

Looking at Chen Qingfeng who was still kowtow, he took a deep breath and said.

"Before you came to ask me for help, did you find out why your mother was punished?"

Chen Qingfeng paused in his kowtow, and the atmosphere became stagnant for a moment.

"Ah……"

Mu Yunyao sneered and leaned down to look at the young man in front of her.

"You don't even know what you did wrong, yet you come to me and beg me to forgive her. Chen Qingfeng, when did you become so confused about right and wrong?

Or does it mean that as long as she is your mother, you don't care what mistakes she makes?"

Chen Qingfeng was speechless when asked.

He really didn't know what his mother had done wrong.

After all, we are all family, so no matter how wrong we are, it can't be a big deal. They are just small matters.

When the maidservant beside his mother came to see him, she just said that his mother had offended his grandmother and was punished by her. He naturally thought that at most his mother had offended his grandmother, and it couldn't be a big deal.

So he came.

He remembered that before his grandmother left home, she loved him and his elder brother the most. Now that his elder brother was still sick, he came to plead for mercy, and he thought that his grandmother would not hold a grudge against his mother anymore.

Will return the power of the family to the mother.

After all, they are the eldest son of the family and they have a mistress. So what's the point of asking the aunt from the next room to be the head of the family?

Mu Yunyao looked at him in a daze, wondering if there was anything he didn't understand, so she asked immediately.

"You are quite old now, and you are no longer at the age where you can just believe everything you hear. You should think about everything before you act."

Having said that, he no longer looked at Chen Qingfeng. He stepped past him, walked out of the Chen family's gate, and got on the carriage that had been waiting for a long time.

Only after the carriage had gone far away did Chen Qingfeng stand up with the help of the servant.

But the confusion in his eyes did not disappear. He turned around and walked towards his mother's Fangfeiyuan.

Mu Yunyao left the mansion and headed towards Hanguang Temple.

"Are you all ready?"

In order to get close to Concubine Wu, she asked Qingyun to start making arrangements early. In the past few days, she stayed in the mansion to take care of Chen Qinghui and did not go anywhere.

Qingyun nodded and said, "I have already taken care of it. I will make sure no one will notice anything."

"That's good."

Hanguang Temple is located on a solitary mountain outside the city. The carriage has to travel more than ten miles south of the city.

The temple is very popular and has a flat road leading directly to the foot of the mountain. However, the road is not wide and can only accommodate one horse-drawn carriage at most.

Fortunately, most people who go up the mountain to worship go in the morning, and rarely encounter oncoming cars when they return in the evening.

Even if someone has to stay overnight on the mountain for some reason, they usually go down the mountain in the afternoon of the next day.

Unfortunately this time, Mu Yunyao's carriage was blocked halfway through the journey.

The driver hurriedly stopped the carriage, knocked on the wall, and waited for a response from inside before speaking.

"Madam, the carriage ahead broke down and the road is blocked."

Qingyun opened the car door and looked outside before giving the order.

"Go ask two people what happened ahead and if they need help."

The carriage stopped right in the middle of the road and there was no way they could get past it.

The coachman nodded when he heard the voice, stopped his carriage and then sent someone forward to ask.

After a while, the person who asked the question came back, followed by an elderly maid.

The nanny saw the Chen family's emblem hanging on the carriage, and when she heard that the person sitting in the carriage was the old lady of the Chen family, she put away the contempt on her face and bowed to the person in the carriage.

"Please forgive me, Madam Chen. My master is Concubine Wu of the Southwest Palace.

Just now when the carriage broke down, the tea in the master's hand soaked his dress. I wonder if I can borrow the old lady's carriage to change my clothes."