The whole family is reborn, and their five-year-old child becomes the darling of the entire capital.

"This...this...you can't say things like that, young lady."

"I am not married yet, and I have never wronged any girl..."

"And we should have never met before..."

Thirteen hurriedly explained, his ears turning bright red.

Lady Yun was silent for a moment, then took the child in both hands. As if remembering something, she looked up and asked him, "What is your surname, young master?"

"I take my master's surname, Mu. You can just call me Thirteen."

Holding the child, Yun Niangzi looked at the coldness in his eyes, her lips twitching as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a word. After a long while, she softly asked him, "Did you have any younger brothers or sisters in your family before?"

"No, I am the only son in my family." Thirteen's expression was serious, not like he was faking it.

Yun Niangzi blinked, holding back the tears welling up in her eyes, and looked at the scar at the corner of his eye. It was from when she was a child, climbing a mountain, she had an accident, and her brother was injured when he went to rescue her.

Lady Yun still held onto a sliver of hope, "How did you get the injury near your eye?"

Thirteen reached out and touched the scar on the corner of his eye that he barely remembered. "It must have been from some accident. I haven't noticed it."

Lady Yun wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and chuckled softly, "Young Master, please go ahead and attend to your business."

It's fine if I don't remember.

When Xie Yaochuan returned, he saw Xiao Yuxi, who was buried in the quilt with her cheeks flushed, and frowned as he looked at the accompanying physician.

The physician was also deeply puzzled by the pulse diagnosis.

"Did she catch a cold or is it something else?"

The physician trembled slightly, cautiously raised his head to look at Xie Yaochuan, and answered shakily, "Actually, Miss Mu's pulse is not a problem."

He didn't understand why he had developed a fever.

The little girl buried her face deeply in the soft blanket, as if trying to hide from something. Her cheeks were unusually hot, like ripe apples, which made one feel a pang of pity.

Occasionally, soft groans could be heard coming from under the blanket, as if the little guy was trying to endure the discomfort but couldn't completely suppress the pain.

The intermittent sound sounded like a wounded little animal whimpering softly, sending chills down one's spine.

This physician was someone he brought with him from the capital; his medical skills were renowned even in the capital. If he couldn't find the cause of the fever either, then things would be very troublesome.

"Moreover, not only that, her pulse is different from that of a normal person with a fever. It's more like..." The physician hesitated to speak.

"But it doesn't matter."

"It looks like she's possessed." Lady Yun frowned as she looked at her, taking over the physician's words.

“Xixi had a nightmare before, saying that she saw that woman from the Hu family being killed, with a sword through her heart.”

Xie Yaochuan was suddenly startled, and the image of the person who died on the altar flashed through his mind.

That's how they died.

Xiao Xian, who had been standing silently to the side with a pale face, suddenly spoke up, "Trust me, go straight back to the capital."

-

Yu Xi and the others returned many days earlier than expected.

The Duchess knew they were returning to the capital as soon as they entered the city, and she stood waiting at the entrance of the Mu residence until the carriage stopped, at which point she hurriedly went forward.

Ignoring her biological son Mu Yunchen, who jumped off the carriage immediately, she instead took Xiao Yuxi in her arms.

She saw the news about Xixi's high fever in the letter.

She harbored deep resentment towards Xie Yaochuan.

A child who was perfectly healthy and energetic at home developed a high fever after going out.

Xiao Yuxi opened her eyes limply, looked at her aunt who was looking at her gently, blinked again, and called out in a choked voice with a sob, "Aunt."

The Duchess's heart softened immediately, and she gently patted her back, "Your aunt is here. Come home, Xixi."

The Duchess really didn't want to pay any attention to Xie Yaochuan, who was bowing very politely to the side. She simply picked up Yu Xi, turned around, and went back to the mansion. The imperial physician had been waiting for a long time.

Even though the little girl's fever had subsided, she was still very nervous.

The maidservant beside the Duchess deliberately paused for a moment, bowing respectfully. "Lord Xie, please don't worry. Madam heard that Miss Xie has had a fever and hasn't been able to eat or drink for the past few days, so she's anxious to take her to see the imperial physician. Would Lord Xie like to come to our residence for a visit?"

Xie Yaochuan wasn't a complete fool. He knew he was being reprimanded by the Duchess, so why would he go and make her uncomfortable? He simply chuckled and said politely, "I've just returned to the capital and have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now and visit you another day."

After watching the maid pull Mu Yunchen into the mansion, she turned her attention to Xiao Xian, who had not yet dismounted from the carriage.

He hasn't spoken to him since he returned home.

The scene he saw that day was different from what he described.

He witnessed the white-haired woman brutally kill nearly ten people using the same method, after which the patterns on the entire snow-white altar floor were soaked in blood, and then the tomb door appeared.

Xiao Xian chuckled, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

“What they entered was obviously fake.”

"Bai Fu will not allow them to access our tomb."

"Those who died were all victims of 'using others to do the dirty work'."

-

The old lady turned her prayer beads and kept chanting, "Amitabha."

Physician An smiled and put away the handkerchief. "Miss is fine and in good health."

After a moment, he added, "His pulse doesn't look like he had a fever a few days ago."

"There should be no fever."

The old lady nodded and gently tapped the little girl's forehead with her index finger. "Look at you, will you still be going out next time?"

Xiao Yuxi obediently shook her head and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Xixi won't go out. Xixi will stay with Grandmother and Aunt every day from now on."

The old lady's eyebrows curved into smiles, her eyes full of doting affection. "Where did you go this time?"

Xiao Yuxi tilted her head and thought for a moment, "So many places. All of them are places that I've never seen before."

Little Yu Xi hugged her grandmother's neck and introduced each place one by one, not missing a single attraction. She even described in great detail who she met and what happened.

It was only when she mentioned the place she used to live that Da Ya pulled her along.

The Duchess frowned sharply.

She had always thought that Yunnan had dealt with the person completely, but she never expected that this person was still alive and well.

The old lady clearly realized this as well, and looked up at the Duchess who was frowning beside her, "The children of the Mu family must not be bullied."

The Duchess instantly understood the old lady's meaning and nodded silently, indicating that she understood.

“Xixi wasn’t bullied. Brother Potato kicked her. She was the one who was bullied by us.”

Little Yu Xi looked up at her grandmother with an extremely serious expression.

They are incredibly well-behaved.

Grandmother gently rubbed Xiao Yuxi's chubby little face, feeling very sorry for her.