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Mu Yunyao heard the voice and asked someone to open the car door. She smiled when she saw the nanny in front of her.

"It's all trivial matters. Please ask the concubine to come over."

As he said that, he took Qingyun's hand and got off the carriage, giving way to the carriage.

After getting ready, the nanny bowed to Mu Yunyao again.

"Thank you, madam."

Having said that, he turned around and went back to invite his master.

Mu Yunyao and Qingyun looked at each other and raised the corners of their lips slightly.

Doesn't this establish a relationship?

Concubine Wu was helped down from the carriage and walked towards them happily.

Mu Yunyao looked at the woman in front of her who looked to be in her twenties or early twenties. She never imagined that she was actually in her early forties and even her son was already in his twenties.

I'm afraid that even if she really stood together with the Prince of Southwest, no one would think that they were a mother and son.

Mu Yunyao bowed to her politely.

"I have met the Concubine."

To have been favored by the King of Southwest for so many years, her other abilities besides her beauty should not be underestimated.

She quickly bent down and helped the man up.

"Madam, you are too polite. Madam is an elder. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me to ask you to bow to me?"

Concubine Wu knew clearly the influence of the Chen family in the southwest.

No matter which young master they rely on, they will definitely have the confidence to compete with her son.

Fortunately, the Chen family has never liked to get involved in such matters and has always remained neutral.

In this case, even if she didn't want to win them over, she would not offend them.

Mu Yunyao stood up the moment she extended her hand and said to Concubine Wu with a smile.

"Please come in, Concubine."

As he said this, he made way for her to get on the bus.

Concubine Wu nodded slightly and then walked towards the car.

Mu Yunyao walked with Qingyun to Concubine Wu's broken carriage and saw that her carriage was lying crookedly on the road with half of its wheel removed and placed on the ground.

The coachman looked at the carriage with an embarrassed expression.

"What's wrong with this?"

Mu Yunyao asked the person who had just come to her house to inquire about the news.

When the man saw that it was the old lady who asked the question, he quickly bowed and explained.

"The axle is broken. I'm afraid it can't be repaired here. I've sent a letter back to the Southwest Palace. We can only wait for someone to pick them up."

Mu Yunyao stood there without saying anything, only sighing in her heart that Xingchen was doing things more and more properly.

The cross-section of the axle showed no trace of human intervention, it looked exactly as if it had been broken by itself.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Concubine Wu finally got off the carriage with the help of the nanny.

Her originally light blue dress was changed into lavender, and her hair seemed to have been re-combed.

Seeing her get off the car, Mu Yunyao turned around and walked back.

Concubine Wu smiled and thanked him.

"Thank you, Madam Chen."

Mu Yunyao also nodded and didn't bother to be polite with her.

This is also more in line with Madam Chen's original temperament.

If you are too enthusiastic, it will arouse suspicion.

Originally, Concubine Wu thought that after Old Madam Chen saw that their carriage was broken beyond repair, she would invite her to ride with them. She had even thought about how to nod demurely.

Then, she built a relationship with the old lady in the car. Even if the Chen family did not help her son in the future, it would be best not to have any involvement with other young masters.

However, she still felt that there was a chance to win over the Chen family.

After all, the former eldest son of the Chen family had some personal relationship with his son.

But no matter how hard she tried, she never expected that Old Madam Chen would just stay with them while they waited for the car to be repaired, as if nothing had happened, and she had no intention of inviting her at all.

This made Concubine Wu feel a little embarrassed, but she did not forget what the prince had said, that the Chen family could not be touched for the time being.

So he looked at his personal nanny.

This nanny was an old lady who followed her and had been serving her for at least twenty or thirty years. Naturally, the other party understood what she meant with just a glance.

He immediately started to discuss, "Old Madam Chen, you see, the carriage in our palace may not be repaired in a short time, and it is not a good idea for us to be stuck here all the time.

Could you please make it easier for me to let my concubine ride in the same carriage with you up the mountain first? We can also move this carriage to the side to avoid blocking the way for those who come later."

Mu Yunyao was originally waiting for them to speak up, and now that they had said it, there was no reason for her to refuse.

He immediately said, "If the Concubine doesn't dislike it, I would be more than happy to have you."

Although he said "I'd love to have you", there wasn't a trace of flattery on his face.

When Concubine Wu saw her like this, she felt that Old Madam Chen was very shrewd.

However, she came to Yun Hanguang Temple not just to burn incense, and it was getting late, so she couldn't wait any longer.

He could only bow to Mu Yunyao.

"Then I'll have to trouble Old Madam Chen."

Mu Yunyao dodged to the side and then invited Concubine Wu to get in the car again.

"Please, Concubine."

After the two Wu concubines and their nanny got into the car, Mu Yunyao and Qingyun looked at each other and then got in as well.

Fortunately, the Chen family’s carriage was big enough, not to mention four people, there was more than enough room for four more.

After getting on the carriage, even though Mu Yunyao didn't say anything, Concubine Wu started chatting with her.

After all, Madam Chen had been worshipping Buddha for three years and suddenly returned home, which would make everyone curious.

"Is there something wrong with the old lady coming back suddenly?"

Concubine Wu also wanted to find out whether the Chen family had made any recent moves.

Mu Yunyao twirled the Buddhist beads in her hand, a trace of sadness on her face.

"It's nothing, I just kept dreaming about my kids at home a while ago, and I felt uneasy so I wanted to come back and see them."

Anyway, the news that she had been dealing with the mistress of the first house because of Chen Qinghui as soon as she returned home had probably spread throughout the entire Licheng.

Concubine Wu obviously didn't quite believe it, but the movements of these century-old families outside the city were closely related to the prince and the great cause, so she had to find out more.

"Now that the old lady is back, will she go back to the nunnery?"

Mu Yunyao looked at her and didn't rush to answer. She kept looking at Concubine Wu until she started to doubt whether she had asked the wrong question before she smiled and said.

"When you get older, who doesn't want to have children and grandchildren around them?"

It made no difference whether she said it or not. Concubine Wu thought to herself, "Old fox."

So I didn't dwell on this topic anymore.

Fortunately, the place where they got on the carriage was not far from Hanguang Temple. The two of them exchanged a few casual greetings and the carriage stopped, which made the atmosphere less awkward.

"Master, we have arrived at Hanguang Temple."

As the carriage slowly stopped, the driver's voice came from outside the carriage.

Qingyun, who was sitting by the door, pushed open the door and got out first.

Concubine Wu was still somewhat unwilling to accept that she had failed to win over the old lady of the Chen family despite having such a good opportunity. She thought about it before getting off the car.

"Thank you very much for your help today, old lady. I will change the Japanese concubine to send a letter to invite you to come to my house. I hope you will do me the honor of coming."