The general's eldest daughter has a spatial ability

With his hair a mess, Mo Liuyun asked, "Who's here?"

Lian'er chuckled, then pushed Mo Liuyun into the room. As she combed Mo Liuyun's hair, she said, "It's Third Young Master who's here. He said the Duke misses you and wants to take you back to stay for a few days. The Old Madam has agreed!"

Lian'er styled her hair into a simple single bun, adorned with a ruby-embroidered hairpin, making the girl's hair appear even blacker and shinier, and her skin even whiter. Mo Liuyun still took a disguise pill, just in case. She wore a pale yellow veil to cover the red spots on her face.

Today, Mo Liuyun wore a pale yellow strapless waist-cinching ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) underneath a white wide-sleeved flowing fairy skirt. The bottom of the skirt was embroidered with yellow forsythia flowers, which swayed gently and flickered in and out of the light as she walked, making it quite beautiful.

"Miss, you look so beautiful! This dress is gorgeous today. Madam's handiwork is truly superb!" Lian'er exclaimed.

Mo Liuyun was wondering where Lian'er got the clothes from. It turned out that her mother had made them for her. Isn't that what they mean by a child with a mother is a treasure? Mo Liuyun felt a warmth in her heart.

Lian'er helped Mo Liuyun out of the courtyard, and Wushuang also came out. Seeing Mo Liuyun's attire, she couldn't help but complain, "How blind is the King of Qing? Even the Nine Heavens Fairy is nothing special."

Wushuang asked, "Miss, do you need me to follow you?"

Mo Liuyun said, "Go out through the back door and meet at the farewell pavilion a mile away. Then, take the main road and go straight back to the manor!" Upon hearing this, Wushuang turned and left.

Mo Liuyun and Lian'er walked towards their mother's courtyard. As they passed the pavilion in the middle of the lake, they saw a man and a woman walking towards them in the distance. Mo Liuyun ignored them and continued walking. A woman's voice came from behind them: "Stop! Where did you come from, girl? Why don't you come over and pay your respects to His Highness Prince Qing!"

Mo Liuyun paused, turned around, looked up at the newcomer, and sneered, "Second sister, how forgetful are you? It hasn't been long and you don't recognize your older sister anymore?"

The two people in front of him were taken aback. "Are you Mo Liuyun?" a male voice rang out. Mo Liuyun slightly bent his knees and said while suppressing his nausea, "I did not know that His Highness the Prince of Qing was here. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Seeing the Prince of Qing staring at Mo Liuyun, Mo Zhixia felt a surge of jealousy and said, "So it's you, elder sister. I thought you were just some maid. Elder sister will surely forgive her younger sister, won't she?"

Mo Liuyun said, "Of course, after all, my sister was blind before! I have other things to do, so I'll take my leave!" After saying that, she turned around and left without looking up.

Until Mo Liuyun's figure was almost out of sight, Nangong Chun said, "She's like a completely different person. She's not the same as before!" She exudes an aura of coldness and unapproachability. If it weren't for the fact that she has freckles on her face, one would think that she is a goddess descended from the heavens.

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhixia clenched the handkerchief in her hand even tighter, cursing in her heart: "You slut, the ugliest woman in Beili, how dare you dress like this to seduce His Highness! I'll definitely make my mother teach her a lesson later."

Mo Zhixia looked at the man in front of her who was in a daze, tugged at Nangong Chun's sleeve and said softly, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Didn't you say you were going to take Zhixia to Chunfeng Tower for a meal?" Her voice was soft and carried a hint of grievance.

Nangong Chun looked down at the woman in front of him. She was beautiful, delicate, and had the title of the most talented woman in Beili City. She was the dream lover of many young talents.

Since Nangong Li was poisoned and disfigured, his status among the princes has risen rapidly. His mother is the most favored concubine, and his maternal grandfather is the Duke of Ying, who holds great power. He should have been matched with a woman like Mo Zhixia.

The memory in his mind was no longer so clear. A year ago, he was fourteen years old. In the autumn, he went to a flower-viewing banquet with Nangong Li and Nangong Yu. He saw a group of girls bullying a girl wearing a veil by the lotus pond. What was even worse was that they pushed the girl into the lotus pond. The group of girls ran away in all directions when they saw this. It was the first time he had ever seen a girl fall into the water, and he was at a loss.

Fifteen-year-old Nangong Li actually took off his cloak and jumped in, pulling the person out of the water. Seeing she was unconscious, he covered her with his cloak and went to find the Princess, leaving him and Nangong Yu to stay by the pool and watch over her. As soon as Nangong Li left, she woke up, tightened her cloak, and asked who had saved her.

The fifth prince replied, "It was my elder brother who saved you!" She then asked him which prince he and the fifth prince were. The fifth prince curiously pointed to himself and him and asked, "Don't you recognize me and my elder brother? This is my fourth elder brother, and I am the fifth in line."

He sensed something was wrong with the woman, so he asked, "Are you alright? Do you need to see a doctor?" The woman shook her head, bowed, and said, "Thank you both for saving my life. I will have my father come to express my gratitude another day!" After saying that, she left on her own. By the time Nangong Li arrived with the imperial physician, she was already gone.

The next day, General Mo brought gifts to the mansion of him, Lao Wu, and Nangong Li to express his gratitude. Only then did he realize that she was Mo Liuyun. He didn't pay much attention to it, but from then on, whenever he went out, she would pretend to bump into him and fawn over him. She always wore a veil. Although he was curious, he couldn't be impolite to lift the veil off the girl.

Later, she brought a girl to see him. The girl called her "sister," and she introduced the two brothers to her sister. The eleven or twelve-year-old girl was very pretty, and the fifth brother joked: "Is it because the older sister is prettier that she has to wear a veil?"

Mo Liuyun remained silent upon hearing this and took a step back. The younger sister then said that although her older sister had a birthmark on her face, she thought she was the most beautiful.

So everyone present that day knew she had a birthmark on her face. A few days later, the palace held a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. He and the fifth prince encountered her and her sister in the Imperial Garden.

She bowed to them amidst a group of noble ladies, when her younger sister accidentally lost her balance and ripped off her veil. To everyone's astonishment, she left in tears, her sister chasing after her, also crying. He saw her face clearly then; it was a pity that such beautiful eyes had a red mark on her face.

From then on, Mo Liuyun became famous as the ugliest woman in Beili City. He never saw her again, but her younger sister kept coming to see him, saying that she hoped he would go and see her sister because she had made her sister sad by accidentally hurting her. She felt very guilty and remorseful, and she would cry every time she did so. She kept saying that her sister was actually very kind and a good person.

About a month later, he had not seen Mo Liuyun. Once, Mo Zhixia asked him to see his sister, saying that his sister had been very sad recently. Even if His Highness did not like his sister, he should make it clear so that his sister could give up and start a new life.

He thought that made sense, so they arranged to meet in a private room at the restaurant. Mo Zhixia arrived with him and said that her sister was very happy to hear that His Highness was willing to see her and wanted to dress up carefully.

The moment Mo Liuyun pushed open the door, he saw a shocking sight: a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl dressed like a thirty-year-old woman, heavily made up.

Mo Zhixia seemed surprised, twisted her ankle, and accidentally fell into his arms. He caught her, and then Mo Liuyun rushed up and questioned them about what they were doing. Mo Zhixia seemed terrified and clung to him, trembling.

Although he awkwardly tried to push her away, Mo Liuyun's attitude enraged him. Who was she to question him? So he roared angrily and told Mo Liuyun to get out. Mo Liuyun left sadly.

Mo Zhixia apologized with tears streaming down her face, saying she didn't know why her sister was dressed like that. She was frightened. She was so delicate and frail, crying like a pear blossom in the rain, that one couldn't help but want to hug her and comfort her. In fact, he did just that!

After that, it all seemed to happen naturally. He became her protector, and she became a famous talented woman in Beili City. Compared to Mo Liuyun, who was a notorious good-for-nothing, the two were worlds apart!

Later, Mo Yunyi defeated the Southern Frontier and swept through five cities. The Emperor originally intended to grant Mo Yunyi a title, but in the main hall, Mo Yunyi exchanged the title for a marriage contract, shocking everyone present. Some laughed at Mo Yunyi for being foolish, while others laughed at him for being audacious and reckless, actually repaying a favor. In the end, the Emperor still agreed to Mo Yunyi's request.

He went to the palace to meet the emperor, but his father said that he needed to keep the Mo family army firmly under his control to feel at ease. He added that since she was just a woman, if he didn't like her, he would find him another suitable match. His mother also advised him that even if he married her, he could keep her at home; with Mo Yunyi's support, his chances of success would be much greater!

Today, when she saw Mo Liuyun again, only a few days had passed since he severely injured her at the flower-viewing banquet. She seemed to have forgotten him, no longer bothering him, and not even glancing at him. Although he didn't pay much attention to her face—his first impression was one of amazement—she exuded a cold and noble aura, which contrasted sharply with the gentle and delicate Mo Zhixia beside her, like two extremes.

And yet, despite her ignoring him, he actually wanted to chase after her! Nangong Chun shook his head. He was truly insane. How could he have such a thought about an ugly, incompetent woman! He reached out and grasped Mo Zhixia's soft, boneless hand, saying, "Let's go to Chunfeng Tower for a meal."