After reviewing, Emperor Huian was deeply shaken, truly unaware that such vile and vicious deeds could occur under the Emperor’s feet. He then ordered a thorough investigation into the veracity of the incident and, if confird true, to enforce severe, irrevocable punishnt.
Thus, under the invisible push of a pair of hands, the focus of the matter subtly shifted. Aside from the commoners with a keen interest in such superstitions, most began to unearth the potential darkness lurking within the incident.
The Mu Family’s reaction ultimately ca too late; by the ti they had formulated their response in an attempt to salvage the faltering Jinxiu Textile, the Mu Family’s Patriarch had already been severely chastised by Emperor Huian in front of the civil and military officials, ordered to stop all his duties and to reflect at ho.
As for when he could be restored to his official position, that was up to Emperor Huian’s disposition.
The Mu Family’s Patriarch held the position of a Second Grade Official, the highest-ranking official among the offspring of the Mu Family; his demotion and loss of position were undeniably a heavy blow to the entire family.
However, a shrunken cal is still bigger than a horse; there were quite a few mbers of the Cui family holding official positions in the court, and no one knew whether Mr. Mu would have a day to return to court, so when the Mu family relatives went out, no one deliberately humiliated them.
However, the good tis did not last long. From so point on, the offspring of the Mu Family began to face overt and covert suppression in the court. In less than half a year, so were demoted, so were promoted in na but reduced in reality, and so were dispatched to govern in remote places without holding any real power.
Only then did the Mu Family realize that soone was secretly tripping them up, but no matter what, they could not find out who was behind it and what their intentions were.
In the face of such a crisis that had dissolved into nothingness, Mo Yan, moved, embraced Xiao Ruiyuan, not knowing how to express his gratitude.
Xiao Ruiyuan thoroughly enjoyed his fiancée’s embrace and beca increasingly unrestrained in front of her. He didn’t know how other engaged couples interacted, but each ti they t, he enjoyed this physical contact, as if only by doing so could he truly feel that his beloved was by his side, rather than waking up in the middle of the night to find himself utterly alone in the world.
The two embraced for a long while until Mo Yan’s legs went numb, and she had to step back, taking Xiao Ruiyuan’s hand and sitting down beside the bed, "Only now do I realize that the people behind Jinxiu Textile are from the Mu Family, which, if you think about it, is considered an enemy of my family!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruiyuan was quite surprised, "How so?"
Mo Yan played with Xiao Ruiyuan’s well-defined and sowhat rough hands, speaking with disgust, "Zhaozhao and Shengsheng were originally surnad Mu, the legitimate grandchildren of the eldest son of the Mu Family. But that Mu was no good, never treating the siblings as his own children. They were forced to flee and by a stroke of luck t . I brought them back, and my father acknowledged them as his adopted son and daughter."
Xiao Ruiyuan suddenly realized, then stroked Mo Yan’s head and smiled, "This ti, it’s as if we’ve avenged the two of them."
Mo Yan nodded, then shook her head again, "Zhaozhao always wanted to make sothing of himself and one day return to the Mu Family to seek justice for his mother, who died harboring resentnt. If he knew what had beco of the Mu Family, I suppose he would feel sowhat better."
Xiao Ruiyuan shook his head, reminding her, "Don’t tell him it’s related to , let him think it’s the Mu Family’s own retribution."
Mo Yan, not understanding his aning and seeing that Xiao Ruiyuan had no intention of explaining, did not ask further...
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