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After thinking for a moment, Yun Jin said, "Mother, I think my younger brother should know the truth."

Chu Wanqing nodded, her gaze firm: "You're right. He may be young, but he should know what he needs to know."

With that, she stood up and said, "Go back to sleep. I'll go see him now. The sooner the better. Let Lang'er know the truth, and he'll be more careful in the future."

Yun Jin also stood up: "Then Mother, please go ahead. I'm going back to my room."

Chu Wanqing patted her hand and turned to go to Yun Lang's courtyard.

Yun Jin watched her walk away before returning to the east wing.

Chunxi and another maid named Qiuyi had already prepared hot water for her.

Qiuyi was arranged for her by Chu Wanqing. Originally a second-class maid in Qingshui Garden, she has now been promoted to head maid. Grateful, she is very meticulous and cautious in her work.

The two men quickly helped Yun Jin take a bath and wrung out her hair. Yun Jin waved to them, "You two go and rest. You don't need to guard the door tonight."

Chunxi responded and pulled Qiuyi out.

After Yun Jin waited until they were far away, she got up and locked the door from the inside. She checked the windows again before sitting down on the bed with peace of mind.

She took out the stack of silver notes she had found in Liu Zhixue's secret compartment from her bosom and counted them one by one.

One hundred taels, five hundred taels, one thousand taels... In the end, it totaled as much as two hundred thousand taels.

This 200,000 taels of silver was probably her savings accumulated over many years, and now it all went to her.

Yun Jin smiled with satisfaction: "We have enough money to buy the courtyard."

She thought of the boxes she'd taken from Liu Zhixue's storeroom and wanted to tidy them up, but then thought it would be too much trouble to create a space. She couldn't help but mutter, "If only I could go inside this space..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a blur before her eyes, and she vanished from the spot in an instant.

When Yun Jin opened her eyes again, she was already standing in an empty space.

She paused for a moment, then looked around in surprise.

"Are we allowed in now?"

Unfortunately, apart from the spiritual spring and the boxes she had brought in herself, there was nothing else in the space—no land, no houses, just bare ground.

The items brought back from Yizhou and the boxes in Liu Zhixue's storeroom were neatly stacked to one side.

Next to the box were pots, pans, rice, flour, and cooking oil that had been taken from Liu Zhixue's kitchen, as well as the carriage and the horse, which were pitifully parked in the corner.

The horse stood there obediently, having already eaten most of the hay beside the carriage. Upon seeing Yun Jin, it even snorted at her.

Yun Jin was somewhat surprised; this space could actually hold living beings other than her?

Absolutely amazing!

Because of this, she decided to stop cursing Yama and Tuoba Hui.

After making her rounds, she opened Liu Zhixue's suitcase and examined each item one by one.

The jade artifacts, calligraphy and paintings, and gold and silver utensils were all of excellent quality. These things probably didn't just come from Chu Wanqing. How could someone as selfish as Yun Heting give all these good things to Liu Zhixue?

She casually picked up a jade ruyi, weighed it in her hand, and then put it down.

As she flipped through the pages, she suddenly remembered something.

Liu Zhixue had people watching her in Qingping County, and they should have a portrait of her.

That woman was meticulous and arrogant. She would definitely keep the portrait, and even think that it was her "masterpiece". She found a family with the surname Yun to raise her and named her Yun Jin, but she made herself live a life worse than that of cattle and horses.

She searched through all the boxes, but couldn't find it.

Yun Jin frowned.

There must be a portrait.

If it's not in the box, where could it be?

Is it in Yunheting's hands?

Or does Liu Zhixue have another place to live?

Unable to figure it out, she had no choice but to give up.

After leaving the space, Yun Jin lay back down on the bed.

Thinking of Liu Zhixue's uneven hair, he realized she must be dreaming of growing it back. He wondered if he could make a profit off her.

She started searching her mind for hair growth secrets, and she actually found one.

She decided to buy some medicinal herbs when she went out with Chen Mengyao tomorrow, and see if she could try to concoct a medicine.

And a wig? What are you using to make it?

She suddenly had an idea...

She slept very peacefully that night.

But some people couldn't sleep.

The first person who couldn't sleep was Yunheting.

He lay in bed, tossing and turning, his mind filled with the events of the past two days.

Although he could benefit from hosting a family reunion banquet for Yun Jin, he was still uneasy, mainly because Chu Wanqing's attitude was too strange.

First, he brought back a girl named "Bai Jin" who looked very much like Lan Ying. Then he kicked Liu Zhixue out, wanted to recognize Bai Jin as his goddaughter, and wanted to change her name to Yun Jin.

He became increasingly uneasy, so he simply got up and walked to the bookshelf.

He moved two books off the shelf, revealing a mechanism behind them. He pressed the mechanism, and the bookshelf slowly slid open, revealing a hidden room behind it.

Yunhe Pavilion walked in, holding a lantern.

The dark room was small, containing a bed, a table and chairs, a few boxes, and a wooden frame in the corner.

He took a scroll of portraits from the shelf and unfolded it.

The portrait depicts a young girl dressed in coarse cloth, carrying a bamboo basket, with patches on her clothes.

The face was none other than Yun Jin from Qingping County, but she was a little younger than when she first came to the capital; it must have been painted last year or the year before.

Yun Heting carefully examined the face.

The girl in the portrait had a gloomy face and lifeless eyes.

However, Yun Jin beside her was radiant, well-educated, and her temperament was quite different from that of Yun Jin in the portrait.

He looked at it for a long time, then rolled up the portrait, put it back in its original place, and left the secret room.

Perhaps it's just a coincidence.

He lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.

On the other hand, Liu Zhixue's day was not so pleasant.

Granny Qi sent a message that Chu Wanqing had finally recognized "Bai Jin" as her goddaughter and even changed her name to Yun Jin.

Hearing the name "Yun Jin" made her heart skip a beat.

She regretted it a little.

We should have listened to Yun Heting and drowned that girl.

But she wanted Chu Wanqing's daughter to live a miserable life, so that her own daughter would appear much happier.

She named her Yunjin because she wanted her life to be the opposite of "Jin," which means wealth and honor, but she wanted the child to be poor and lowly.

Unexpectedly, Yun Jin has now actually appeared by my side.

It would take at least ten days for news to come back from Qingping County, and she was extremely anxious.

She was both worried that this Yun Jin was that child, and secretly hoped that she was.

She gritted her teeth and swore that if it were true, she would personally send that bastard to hell.

But right now, what bothers her most is her hair.

It's uneven and looks like a fool.

She looked in the mirror and grew angrier the more she looked.

"Siqi," she gritted her teeth, "cut my hair straight."

Siqi held the scissors, her hands trembling: "Madam, this... it'll be even shorter if you cut it..."

"Cut!" Liu Zhixue closed her eyes, her voice fierce.

Siqi dared not persuade her any further and carefully trimmed the uneven ends of her hair.

After the haircut, Liu Zhixue looked in the mirror and saw that it was neat, but it was so short that it was plastered to her scalp, making her look even uglier.

She was so angry that she smashed the mirror on the ground.

In the end, Siqi came up with a solution: she wrapped black gauze around her head to make a bun, then put on a veil, so at least she could be seen in public.

But this is only a temporary measure.

She couldn't swallow this insult. She was determined to settle this score!