Everyone present was not a fool. Many people saw the clues in Chen Xiuyan's attitude. They thought it was because she wanted to fight for the former princess. Also, it was obvious at a glance whether she was close or distant.

Part of the reason for Chen Xiuyan was because of Mr. Tao. Mr. Tao was so kind to them. How could someone he didn't like be groveling to her? But another part of the reason was probably because the current princess was no longer lovable. Chen Xiuyan didn't like her anyway.

Today's Double Ninth Climbing Festival is held by Yunfang Hall. Taoist Master Jingyun of Yunfang Hall explains the Tao Te Ching to all the ladies who come to the hall. Fortunately for Chen Xiuyan, no one needs to kneel down, but sits on a futon and listens.

That was fine, but the fragrance in the palace was too strong. Her senses were already sharp, especially after pregnancy. Fortunately, it was fine sandalwood, and she could smell it.

Chen Xiuyan listened to the sutra for the first time, and after a long time, she yawned all the time. Half an hour later, she used the excuse of urinating to escape and successfully left the temple. She took a deep breath of the air outside, and Chen Xiuyan's mind became clearer.

She went to the clean room first, and then started to look at the scenery along the road. When she heard the chatter not far away, Chen Xiuyan looked over. It was children playing. Chen Xiuyan saw Luo Mingxin at a glance. She was with Wu Miaowei, and they were talking.

Youxiao, there were many peers around her. Seeing her niece blending into the circle, Chen Xiuyan smiled and turned around in a different direction.

"Madam, why don't you go pay a visit to Dean Xi." Mother Mu suggested.

"Isn't it too sudden?" Chen Xiuyan has never met the original princess and doesn't know her temperament.

"Dean Xi is a person with a very good personality." Mother Mu explained.

"Then let's go and ask."

Aunt Mu stopped the Taoist Priest in Taoist robes and asked about the courtyard where Dean Xi lived. The group went to Mei Xiang Ju.

The name was this, but Chen Xiuyan found that this place was completely unworthy of its name. There was not a single plum blossom.

"Dean Xi doesn't like plum blossoms?" Chen Xiuyan asked Aunt Mu.

"Dean Xi's favorite thing is plum blossoms." Mother Mu was stunned for a moment after she finished speaking, "Madam, why don't you take off the hairpin on your head first?"

Chen Xiuyan was wearing the sky-blue plum blossom hairpin given by Luo Wenqian. Hearing what Grandma Mu said, a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes.

"Dean Xi's eldest son was born on a winter day when plum blossoms are in full bloom, so dean Xi's favorite is plum blossoms, but the eldest son... probably doesn't want to be touched by the scenery."

Chen Xiuyan dressed up very simply and elegantly today. She didn't wear much jewelry on her head, just a jade hairpin. Taking it off would be a loss of dignity.

"Since Dean Xi will still live in Meixiangju and has not changed his name, there is no big problem." Chen Xiuyan said.

In the main room of Mei Xiangju, Dean Xi is wearing a sky-blue plain dress, similar in style to a Taoist robe. At this time, she is sitting upright behind the desk, holding a pen in her slender right hand, and holding up the sleeve of her right hand with her left hand, concentrating on writing on the paper.

With.

"Xiao Muqin, I've been sitting here for two quarters of an hour, why are you ignoring me? Do you know that you almost lost sight of me?" Opposite him, completely different from the quiet scene behind the desk, King Jin

Lying on a small couch, with his legs crossed and his lips pouted, he looked aggrieved and funny.

"The scourge has lasted for thousands of years, and His Royal Highness the King of Jin still does not have a clear understanding of himself." Xi Muqin, who was holding the pen and writing, did not pause at all, did not raise her head, and her eyes did not change.

"Little Muqin, it's true this time. I was bitten by a poisonous snake when I went to Pianguan County last time and almost died." King Jin continued to be miserable.

The writer paused for a moment, and of course he didn’t miss that the King of Jin was a martial artist. He kept up his efforts, reached out to lift up his trouser legs, and showed the traces left by the snake bite, "Little Mu Qin, look at how big he was at that time.

A five-step snake bit me, and although Jin An dealt with it for me in time, the snake was highly venomous, and I was so scared at the time that I was afraid I wouldn't be able to see you."

Xi Muqin sighed, put down the pen in his hand, stood up and walked to the couch where Prince Jin was sitting, "Don't pretend."

Prince Jin lowered his eyebrows, sat up obediently, put down his trousers, reached out and pulled Xi Muqin to sit next to him, and then put his head on Xi Muqin's shoulder like a dog-skin plaster, "Little Muqin,

It’s true this time. My life may be saved, but my health will definitely be in bad shape. Fortunately, someone saved me.”

"who?"

"My name is Luo Wenqian, do you want to meet little Muqin?" Prince Jin looked at Xi Muqin's slightly upward pair of auspicious phoenix eyes.

"Gone." Xi Muqin couldn't understand the thoughts in King Jin's eyes. After so many years, he never gave up searching. Whenever he saw someone who looked similar to himself and was about the same age, he wanted to bring him over to show him.

Xi Muqin saw everyone at first, but the more she saw, the more she became numb.

She was full of expectations before seeing him and was heartbroken after seeing him. She didn't want to repeat it all over again. Her eldest son would always be the pain in her heart.

"Is there no birthmark that can be identified?" King Jin asked in a low voice.

"You, the father, don't know. What can I know?" Xi Muqin got angry when she thought about it, and Prince Jin was as quiet as a quail.

"You also know my temper. I am carefree and carefree. How can I compare to little Mu Qin?"

"There is no birthmark." Xi Muqin said sadly, "Yicui escaped with her arms at that time, but for so many years we have not even been able to find Yicui."

King Jin looked at Xi Muqin and sighed in his heart. He had not informed Xi Muqin of the conclusion that Yicui was dead for so many years.

Yicui was from the capital. She returned home with injuries all over her body. She was alone at that time. No one knew where her child had been sent by her. Yicui went home to wait for death, and she held on until she died.

, but instead of waiting for the people sent by King Jin, they waited for the killer first. Yicui committed suicide in order not to tell the enemy about the whereabouts of their child.

But in the end, they couldn't find her either. In the past nineteen or twenty years, the estrangement between King Jin and Xi Muqin was also caused by the loss of the child.

At that time, King Jin had been made a king and given a fiefdom. He could not come forward in person, but the search never stopped.

Seeing how Xi Muqin didn't want to be sad anymore, King Jin decided to investigate more thoroughly.

"Dean, Mrs. Luo, the general judge of Taiyuan Prefecture, would like to see you." The atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing, and the maid's voice broke it.

When King Jin heard that it was Luo Wenqian's wife who had arrived, a hint of interest appeared in his eyes, and Xi Muqin saw it at a glance.

"Why, it won't be the newly appointed judge Luo Tong who saves you, right?"

"Madam is wise," King Jin said flatteringly, "Madam, you don't know. Luo Wenqian is my uncle's apprentice."

Xi Muqin was surprised for a moment, then smiled, "Uncle's apprentice, uncle has accepted an apprentice?"

"Yes, how many people want to be the disciples of the Grand Tutor, but the Grand Tutor doesn't even accept the princes, and only accepts Luo Wenqian and Wang Yajie..."

"Invite people in quickly." Xi Muqin interrupted Prince Jin directly, stood up and straightened her clothes.

King Jin curled his lips to express dissatisfaction, he was left out.
Chapter completed!