Arrogant and domineering because of his good looks: His Majesty always pretends to be righteous

The next day, Xia Rongliu got up early and wandered around the yard aimlessly. She thought that there was no need to ask her mother to come and pick her up, and that she could go back by herself when it got light.

To everyone's surprise, the Taoist priest was very stubborn. He said with a righteous expression that she was too young, and he was worried about letting her go home alone during the day. He also said he would complain to her mother and give her a good talking-to.

Xia Rongliu found a small corner in the yard and squatted down, scratching the mud on the ground with a twig. Her little head would nod from time to time, like a chick pecking at rice.

Yuan Qinghe, who had just gotten up, found the scene both amusing and entertaining. He took a detour, quietly walked behind Xia Rongliu, and suddenly shouted, "What are you doing so early in the morning?!"

After speaking, he glanced at the ground, trying to see what Xia Rongliu had written. Xia Rongliu was startled again. Noticing that Yuan Qinghe was looking at the words on the ground, she didn't care about getting her sleeves dirty and quickly wiped them.

Yuan Qing's eyes didn't see the words "Miaoyin" very quickly, and he couldn't quite make them out yet.

"Why are you in such a panic? What shady stuff did you write?" Yuan Qinghe wanted to examine it more closely, but he couldn't see anything. Instead, Xia Rongliu pushed Yuan Qinghe away.

"Who are you trying to scare so early in the morning? Last night was an accident, but now it must be intentional, right?" Xia Rongliu said, pinching Yuan Qing and Hu between her hands, one cheek on each side.

Yuan Qinghe now had two muddy handprints on his face.

"Heh...heh heh, you actually dared to smear mud on my face! I just washed my face! You little brat, you stop right there!" Yuan Qinghe smeared mud all over his hands on the ground and hopped after Xia Rongliu.

The two chased each other in the yard, their clothes, which were already not very clean the night before, now looked like they had just come back from a battle.

Finally, the two of them were exhausted from playing. Xia Rongliu and Yuan Qinghe lay on the bluestone ground, panting heavily. "You little brat, you dared to put mud on my face, now you're convinced?"

Xia Rongliu sneered, "How old are you and how old am I? You feel accomplished comparing yourself to a girl who is five years younger than you? You have no manners at all."

Yuan Qinghe said as if he had heard a joke, "Can you compare to an ordinary little girl? You're definitely the fighter jet among girls. Look at my clothes and face, there's mud everywhere!"

"It's like I didn't do anything." Xia Rongliu finished speaking, got up, and kicked Yuan Qinghe when her gaze fell on the small archway. Who knew that this guy thought Xia Rongliu was playing with him, grabbed a handful of mud, stood up, and smeared it on Xia Rongliu's face.

Lin Yue:......

Xia Rongliu: ...

Master Yuanming: ...

When Yuan Qing got up, he had his back to the small archway. He smeared the mixture on Xia Rongliu's face and laughed at her. When Xia Rongliu didn't move, he thought she was scared.

Yuan Qinghe wasn't stupid. He gradually sensed that something was wrong and looked at Xia Rongliu. Xia Rongliu 'kindly' gave Yuan Qinghe a wink.

Yuan Qinghe had a vague idea in his mind, and slowly turned around with his body stiff.

Sure enough, Master Yuanming stood at the small archway staring at him. Yuan Qinghe thought that if gazes could turn into knives, he would probably be 'torn to pieces' by now.

There was also a woman nearby, with a gentle and kind appearance, but her eyes were so... venomous...

Seeing that Yuan Qinghe had discovered them, Daoist Yuanming and Lin Yue slowly walked over, each step feeling like a slow, agonizing torture, though Yuan Qinghe endured more of it.

"Taoist Priest..."

"Uncle..."

The two first greeted Master Yuanming. Just as Yuan Qing was wondering who the woman beside Master Yuanming was, he heard Xia Rongliu call out sweetly, "Mother~"

Yuan Qinghe: I'm doomed, I'm doomed! I just smeared mud on that brat's face right in front of her mother. Now I'm in deep trouble, no matter how many mouths I have, I can't explain myself.

Yuan Qinghe glanced at Xia Rongliu again. The mud on her hand was like a bombshell, especially the clump on her face. Yuan Qinghe closed her eyes and silently shed tears.

Xia Rongliu didn't show it on her face, but she was incredibly scared inside. She couldn't let go of this matter since last night, thinking about how to explain it to Lin Yue. That's why she went to bed so late and got up so early.

When her mother arrived and saw that scene, before she could even begin to explain, another problem was added to the equation. Xia Rongliu suddenly felt incredibly fortunate that she had seen the two of them first.

"Yinyin." Lin Yue called out to Xia Rongliu, and Xia Rongliu quickly went over and stood next to Lin Yue. Yuan Qinghe opened one eye and took a look. So her name was Yinyin.

"Mother~" Xia Rongliu smiled ingratiatingly, her voice calling out in a gentle tone, but it felt different from usual.

"Come with me." Lin Yue said sternly. Xia Rongliu was absolutely certain that her dear mother was angry, and not easily appeased...

Lin Yue pulled Xia Rongliu to a relatively secluded corner and said, "What's wrong with you? The older you get, the bolder you become. Running off to the mountains alone late at night, and you want younger siblings too? Go ahead and do it! I was wondering why I didn't see you this morning. I thought you went out to play, but it turns out you went straight to the mountains."

Lin Yue launched into a tirade, getting angrier with each word, "If you hadn't run into that kid, you! If you ever do this again, see how I teach you a lesson! Look how dirty your dress is!"

Xia Rongliu pulled at Lin Yue's sleeves with both hands, "Mom, I know I was wrong, please don't be angry~" She realized she had been too hasty.

“I’ve already made an agreement with Master Yuanming. You’ll wash yourself clean here and be punished along with that kid.”

Xia Rongliu's lips twitched. Didn't she kneel for so long last night? Before she could figure it out, Lin Yue asked her again, "Tell me honestly, why did you run here by yourself? And why are you hiding from me?"

Xia Rongliu paused for a moment, then ran off quickly, leaving behind the words, "Mother, I'm going to wash up now—"

……

Lin Yue didn't know that she hadn't brought Xia Rongliu a change of clothes when she came, and Xia Rongliu couldn't wear the dress again. There were no women in the Taoist temple, so Master Yuanming could only find a new Taoist robe for Xia Rongliu to wear.

In the same main hall, Xia Rongliu and Yuan Qinghe stood together. Both of them had washed up. Yuan Qinghe was wearing the finest silk robes, with his jade crown half-tied up.

Xia Rongliu was wearing a decent-quality Taoist robe, her hair was all tied up, and Lin Yue had added a small hairpin to each side. It made her look very neat and tidy.

Master Yuanming and Lin Yue each took one side of him and launched into another lecture, while Yuan Qing, in a worse state, also received a 'brotherly massage'.

After finishing, Master Yuanming exchanged pleasantries with Lin Yue. Finally, Lin Yue took Xia Rongliu back to the Lin family and warned Xia Rongliu, "We'll be going back in a few days, so you better behave yourself."

"Okay, Mother~" Xia Rongliu replied obediently, but in her heart she was thinking about when to go again, since it wasn't a good idea.

In short, it's like going to one's own grave as a living person. Who knows what people will say if word gets out? Xia Rongliu sighed, feeling rather uncomfortable, and picked up Juejue to pet the cat.

Juejue: ! ! ? ?