There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Like in the endings of classic ghost stories, the protagonist, believing he has escaped, tries to confide in a living person, only to have the other person chuckle, turn their neck 180 degrees, and say:

"Is this what you mean by ghosts?"

That sudden surge of fear beyond one's limits was absolutely delicious, making Xiaobai almost impatient.

However, it was so focused on admiring the vulture's disheveled appearance that it failed to notice the bright moon hanging high above its head, casting frost that followed its every step.

"A spirit beast?"

The teacup she had raised to her lips was gently set down. The Moon Goddess, who was monitoring the nighttime activities in Xinzheng to guard against any moves by the Mo family, parted her cherry lips slightly, and a hint of surprise emerged in her usually calm voice.

In front of him was a jade container, in which clear water rippled.

But what was reflected in the water was not the moon goddess in a moon-white sacrificial robe, but a fox swaggering through the streets of Xinzheng, and a figure fleeing in a disheveled state could be vaguely seen in the distance.

Through the veil that obscured her vision, the Moon Goddess glanced at him and immediately recognized the strong traces of illusion magic on his body.

I couldn't help but find things getting more and more interesting.

"At this moment, Xinzheng City truly lives up to its reputation as a place where stars converge and winds rise and clouds surge. You can even see fox demons trying to harm people in the streets."

"But speaking of the Phantom Fox Spirit Beast..."

Tilting her head and continuing to stare at the scene reflected in the water mirror, the Moon Goddess couldn't help but recall Dongjun's explanation for allowing Yan Dan to escape, and thought of that mysterious figure of unknown origin.

"Interesting. I'd like to see who this person is, that she's managed to make her suffer repeated setbacks..."

A single spirit beast was not enough to make the Moon Goddess leave this place.

But when it came to Dongjun, she couldn't suppress the urges stirring within her.

If she could defeat the person who had caused Dongjun to suffer a setback, the Moon Goddess felt that she would have won against Dongjun. And compared to directly competing with Dongjun, this matter seemed easier.

After all, that person had not yet reached the Innate Realm...

Chapter 11 What would you do?

"My daughter and I will never forget Young Master Jiang's kindness!"

After talking for an unknown amount of time, Madam Hu led Nongyu by the hand to Jiang Mo. Her previously sorrowful and melancholic demeanor now showed a hint of joy, and her gaze towards Jiang Mo was filled with gratitude.

Even though Mrs. Hu wasn't sure if the person in front of her was someone she knew, the fact that he had helped her find her long-lost daughter was enough to make her extremely grateful.

Before he finished speaking, he was about to pull Nongyu to perform a full bow of thanks.

Jiang Mo naturally refused to accept this courtesy and quickly reached out to support the two of them, advising, "Madam, why must you do this?"

"I was just a middleman, nothing more."

“You and Nongyu are bound by blood, and you are both in Xinzheng City. Even without me, you would surely recognize each other very soon.”

This is not an expression of modesty.

Jiang Mozhen felt that he hadn't done much in this matter so far, at most he had just dealt with Liu Yi.

It's a simple matter; there's no need to exert any effort.

Even disregarding the original plot, with Hu Meier's reminder, Madam Hu has already gone to Zilan Pavilion, and her reunion with Nongyu is only a matter of time. Jiang Mo felt that he had simply saved himself from a lot of unnecessary delays and misunderstandings.

But Mrs. Hu clearly didn't think so.

Unable to perform the proper bow due to Jiang Mo's restraint, she raised her head and looked at him with a very serious expression, her tone extremely solemn:

"Young Master Jiang is too modest."

"Perhaps it won't be long before I recognize Yu'er, but for me, every day that is delayed is one less day of companionship, and that is a loss that can never be made up for."

As she said this, Madam Hu held Nongyu's hand tightly.

Although her eyes still sparkled with the joy of mother and daughter's reunion, a lingering regret also surfaced deep within them.

For Nongyu, her childhood without family members by her side was incomplete.

For Madam Hu, missing out on the time she spent accompanying Nongyu as she grew up was like having a bloody wound forcibly torn from what should have been a happy and fulfilling life. And one that would never heal.

"Mother, we still have a long time to spend together in the future."

Sensing Madam Hu's lingering emotions, Nongyu felt a slight pang in her heart and tightly grasped her hand, offering words of comfort.

Mrs. Hu smiled, her expression one of great satisfaction.

The atmosphere between the two was indeed very pleasant, but Jiang Mo couldn't help scratching his head and interrupting, saying:

"It might be a bit inappropriate to say this now."

"But I still want to remind you that we are far from being a family reunion. The people are not all together yet."

"Brother Jiang, are you perhaps referring to my aunt?"

Now that she knew that Madam Hu might be her mother, Nongyu naturally wouldn't remain indifferent. Before coming out with Jiang Mo, she had already used Zilanxuan's powerful intelligence-gathering capabilities to learn as much as possible about Madam Hu's situation.

She already knew that Consort Hu and Lady Hu in the palace were sisters.

Upon hearing Jiang Mo mention the reunion of family members, she subconsciously thought of him and couldn't help but furrow her brows slightly, looking troubled.

"Being a concubine might not be very convenient..."

"You don't need to worry about that. Mei... cough cough cough, the beauty will naturally find a way to leave the palace and reunite with her family."

Without thinking, the habitual "Mei'er" almost slipped out.

Nongyu didn't know much, so she didn't react in any particular way. However, Madam Hu's expression immediately turned strange, and she couldn't help but think of the radiant appearance of her younger sister that she had seen in the Pear Garden a few days ago.

Could it be that they really have such audacity...?

Before Madam Hu could think further, Jiang Mo spoke up again: "That day in the Pear Garden, you saw a very familiar figure, didn't you, Madam?"

"Don't you want to see him one more time?"

Sure enough, Young Master Jiang was also at the Pear Garden that day. He called himself Jiang Mo, but his appearance and age didn't quite match...

Legend has it that Qingluan is the offspring of the phoenix, and Jiang Mo was once favored by it.

Could there really be such a thing as Nirvana in this world?

When Jiang Mo mentioned Liyuan Yayuan, Madam Hu's mind was filled with a mixture of surprise and disbelief, thinking, "It really is you, kid." But after hearing Jiang Mo's pointed words, she was completely stunned.

He subconsciously gripped Nongyu's hand tightly.

Noticing that her mother's arm was trembling slightly, Nongyu, despite not understanding what Jiang Mo was saying to her, turned around and tightly grasped Madam Hu's hand as well.

"Brother Li, he really did..."

Madam Hu's lips trembled, unable to conceal her excitement, but the thought of chasing after that familiar figure in the pear garden without success made her uneasy and anxious.

"If I say I want him to be safe, I must first kill that scoundrel Liu Yi..."

Instead of directly responding to Madam Hu's expectations, Jiang Mo slowly posed a question that put her in a rather difficult position:

"Madam, what would you do?"

Startled, Madam Hu's eyes widened, and she was momentarily at a loss for words. Emotionally speaking, Liu Yi's importance was naturally incomparable to Li Kai's; in Madam Hu's heart, he held a position not much different from that of a stranger.

Furthermore, because I understand that guy's character better, I feel a lot of disgust towards him.

Over the years, it was Liu Yi who ultimately provided her with a safe haven from the wind and rain, and all her food, clothing, and daily necessities came from him.

There was no affection.

Ke En couldn't deny it.

If she were a selfish person, she might have sacrificed Liu Yi without hesitation, but Madam Hu was not that kind of person, so she was inevitably torn.

"I come."

An unexpected voice answered Jiang Mo. Nongyu, who had not understood what Jiang Mo and her mother were talking about before, suddenly spoke up.

Meeting Jiang Mo's gaze, she spoke firmly:

"If we need to kill Liu Yi, we don't need a specific person to do it, right? Just leave it to me."

Jiang Mo looked at Nongyu and sensed her determination.

As expected, although Nongyu appears gentle and mild on the surface, she is actually very courageous and strong-willed, not a flower in a greenhouse.

Once you've made up your mind about something, you'll do it even if it means pushing yourself into a dangerous abyss.

They wouldn't hesitate.

As scenes involving Nongyu flashed through his mind, Jiang Mo's brows furrowed involuntarily, and he spoke in a very solemn tone:

"Indeed, there is one thing that only Nongyu can do."

"Brother Jiang, just give the orders."

To repay her debt of gratitude, Nongyu was never stingy with offering herself, and since it concerned her biological father, she agreed without the slightest hesitation.

"High mountains and flowing water, I yearn for this timeless piece of music."

What Nongyu didn't expect was that just moments ago they were discussing the matter of white knives going in and red knives coming out, and she was prepared to have her hands stained with blood, but Jiang Mo suddenly changed the subject and started talking about elegant matters of music.

Is this correct?

Seeing Nongyu's dazed expression, as if she had misheard, Jiang Mo smiled with a hint of triumph, and couldn't resist reaching out to pat her head.

"What's with all this talk about murder? Is that something you should be worrying about?"

"My dear, listen to me. Your most urgent task, Nongyu, is to continue improving your zither skills. The scores for 'High Mountains and Flowing Water' are hard to find, but you should be able to play 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' and 'Tears of the Sea,' right?"

How did Brother Jiang know? I composed a piece called "Tears of the Vast Sea".

Clearly, he has not yet performed it for anyone else.

Seeing Jiang Mo speaking to her with the same earnest concern that his younger sister might go astray, Nongyu felt a warmth in her heart and couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

I wanted to see how the other person would react after listening to "Tears in the Vast Sea".

The three discussed their next move for a while. Although Nongyu and Madam Hu were very reluctant to part, they had no choice but to separate for the time being for the sake of the bigger picture.

However, patience is only temporary.

In just a few days, Madam Hu will no longer be confined to the Left Sima's residence, and the two will no longer have to endure separation.

Jiang Mo agreed with absolute certainty.

Carrying Nongyu, who was clearly tired after the excitement, Jiang Mo returned to Zilan Pavilion, not in the same hurry as when he came.