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A gust of wind blew, and tiny sparks landed on the gold ingots that hadn't yet caught fire. The ingots were all piled together, quite a large heap, and then... they watched as the small fire grew into a big blaze.

The vortex remains.

Du Mingxian just watched, she was really afraid that it would catch fire. She stood there, not knowing what to do. But she knew that the fire must not spread. If it really caught fire, she would put it out with the water in her space first.

The vortex is getting bigger and bigger.

There was a breeze blowing, but Du Mingxian felt that the breeze blowing on her was quite gentle, while the treetops around her were swaying incessantly, as if a gale was blowing.

At least that's how she appears to be.

The fire grew larger, the vortex became bigger, and it spread very well. The ashes from the burned paper swirled in the air, along with some sparks and embers.

Madam Zhou was choked up and unable to speak, so Du Mingxian supported her.

The wind around us sounded very strong, howling in my ears, and the treetops continued to sway.

The scene was somewhat... eerie.

This is how it appears in the spring breeze.

She was standing not far away and could feel the strong wind around her. Even with her skills, she felt like she was about to be blown away. But the lady and her mother stood very steadily, and judging from the hem of their clothes, the wind didn't seem so strong.

The paper that had just been burned in front of the lady was now swirling in a high, large vortex, still burning, but despite the strong wind, not a single spark was blown away.

This scene is just...

She didn't know how much time had passed, but Du Mingxian only felt a whistling sound in her ears, all she could hear was the wind blowing through the trees, the trees swaying, and all sorts of sounds around her. Gradually, the frenzied, destructive force weakened until it slowly returned to calm.

The fire vortex slowly shrank from large to small, until finally the paper was completely burned. Instead of Da Zhou Shi and Du Ming Xian kneeling down to burn it bit by bit, it burned out right there in the vortex.

After the vortex completely disappeared, the ashes from the burning paper were gone, leaving only a few black marks on the ground to remind them that the burning of paper was real.

The Zhou family was still crying.

Du Mingxian's feelings were also somewhat complicated and heavy.

Xia Yu arrived quickly, buying roast chicken, several dishes, and even a small jar of wine. She also brought back plates and other items, of course, spending extra money to buy them all together.

After setting the items out, Du Mingxian took out a bundle of incense and a candle from a cloth bag placed to the side; these were actually from her spatial storage.

After lighting the candles and incense, Du Mingxian gave the incense to Madam Zhou, saying, "Mother, tell Grandma and the others that you're back, and that you'll come to visit them often in the future."

Madam Zhou wiped away her tears, stepped forward to take the incense, knelt respectfully, said a few more words, and then placed the incense sticks in the burner.

Then... Du Mingxian saw that a stick of incense, as thick as a baby's arm, burned out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xia Yu hadn't seen it before, but now that she saw Xiang like this, she subconsciously turned around and glanced at Chunfeng. Chunfeng felt that the Lin family members were all around them.

Du Mingxian handed over the wine jar, and Da Zhou slowly poured the wine onto the ground. After talking for a while, that was the end of it.

However, when the group went forward to try and pull some grass off the grave, they found that the grave was very clean, indicating that it must have been cleaned up by nearby villagers; there wasn't a single blade of grass to be found.

After lingering for a while, the group slowly made their way down the mountain.

Since visiting the grave, Da Zhoushi's emotions had not been calm. Because it was late, they were not in a hurry to return to the capital. Instead, they stayed at an inn in town for another night and did not return home until the next morning.

Da Zhou remained silent. Du Mingxian sensed that she had something on her mind, but she didn't ask.

Mother will definitely speak when she wants to.

I don't want to talk about it because I haven't thought it through yet.

After returning to the capital, Du Mingxian was quite tired. After having dinner with her family that evening, she went to her room early, washed up, and went to bed.

Ling Silang took care of An'an, and seeing that she had no desire to speak, he didn't ask her anything.

After a good night's sleep, Du Mingxian felt a little more energetic and told Ling Silang about visiting the grave.

"The Lin family has always been there, and they may still be waiting."

“Yes, I told you before that you could do whatever you wanted, but after seeing so many of the Lin family’s graves, I couldn’t stay calm. Even though this matter happened more than 30 years ago, I still want to help find out the truth.”

"Okay, I'll try to help you."

Ling Silang had at least worked in officialdom, but now he was just a Juren (a successful candidate in the imperial examinations at the provincial level). Even if he tried to get to know some officials, they wouldn't give him any face.

This put the two of them in a difficult position.

"We need to talk to the Crown Prince about this."

On her way back, Du Mingxian had already made up her mind: "Now that we are working for the Crown Prince, we should at least get him to help us with this matter."

If you want your subordinates to follow you, you have to give them benefits; otherwise, who will be loyal to you?

"However, I still need to write a letter to the old lady about this matter. She has lived in the capital for many years. When the Lin family had their troubles, she should have been married by now, so she should know something about it."

The old lady came from a prominent family. Given how big a fuss the Lin family incident caused back then, she couldn't believe the old lady knew nothing about it.

Ling Silang agreed, "Maybe the person who led you to the old lady is a member of the Lin family."

You randomly buy an old lady to be your grandmother and you end up with an old lady of status, and one with a story to tell.

Du Mingxian can't say whether she believes it or not; it's all very mystical, and this is her third life.

"Well, no matter what, I have to investigate this matter."

“If it’s the Crown Prince… if the Crown Prince really doesn’t care about this matter, I’d like to pledge allegiance to another prince.”

Although the crown prince's position is currently secure, it is not entirely impossible for him to be overthrown.

Although Ling Silang was surprised, he accepted it quite quickly. "Things haven't come to that point yet. If they really do, I won't take the exam and will just become a staff member."

“That’s your future.” Du Mingxian didn’t want Ling Silang to ruin her future because of her. “We can get a divorce. The Crown Prince shouldn’t blame you.”

Ling Silang's face darkened. "Don't talk nonsense. How can you and I, husband and wife, say such things?"

"Okay, okay, I'm not afraid of implicating you."

“We’re all family. When we’re in trouble, you’re there for us. But when you’re in trouble, you want to push us away?”

"It's not that absolute."

"No matter what, it won't work. I'll make a plan."

Du Mingxian took two steps forward, reached out and hugged him without saying anything. Just now, she suddenly thought of Wu Daniu. If she had done something like this when she was married to Wu Daniu, he probably would have run away long ago.

Hearing her say these words, Wu Daniu would definitely point his finger at her and call her crazy, and then they would get a divorce.

But he actually said we should think of a solution together, and if it works, great; if not... the whole family should play a game of Candy Crush together. He was practically gambling with his whole family against her.