"Yan girl, don’t ntion it! Every family has its own difficulties, and your family has helped us a lot in the past. Today, when your family is in trouble, how can we just stand by and watch? Just let us know if there’s anything we can do for you!"
Mo Yan nodded repeatedly, gratefully accepting the neighbors’ kindness.
After more conversation, seeing that the Mo Family siblings’ complexions had improved considerably, everyone felt more at ease. Knowing that it was not appropriate to stay any longer, they said goodbye to Mo Yan and left the Mo Family ho.
Before they left, the group spontaneously helped clean up the remnants of the feast and took their tables and stools out of the Mo Family ho.
The dozen or so won who had co to help early in the morning but hadn’t had ti to sit down for a al hastily ate sothing and then continued to help the Mo Family wash dishes, pots, and pans and clean the house.
It wasn’t until the kitchen was spotless once more and not a hint of the sll of alcohol could be detected in the various banquet rooms that they left the Mo Family ho, taking rice, flour, vegetables, ats, and other items Mo Yan had insisted on giving them, after offering so encouragent to the siblings.
After the morning’s bustle, the Mo Family ho returned to its usual quiet.
Mo Yan called her younger siblings into her room and tried her best to reassure them. It was only after they believed in their sister’s ability to save their father and that their father would definitely return ho safely that she allowed herself to breathe a sigh of relief.
Once her siblings had left, Mo Yan used the excuse of needing so rest to send away Liu Tinglan, who wanted to stay and keep her company. She then closed the door of her room and entered Space.
Inside Space, everything remained as perfect as ever, forever isolated from the rest of the world and untouched by the troubles of society. Only in Space could her chaotic mind truly relax after all that had happened that day.
Xue tuanzi and the five creatures saw their owner from a distance and, knowing she needed quiet at this ti, did not rush over as they usually would.
Mo Yan wasn’t in the mood to play with them either. While picking dicinal herbs that had grown old without space to grow, she pondered her father’s situation with the exam scandal.
From the day her father ca out of the examination hall, sothing was off about him—he had nightmares about soone trying to harm her. On the night of the announcent, when her father was clearly drunk and unconscious, he still clutched her hand, insisting he would protect her from harm. And today, even Mr. Liu said that given her father’s abilities, it was impossible for him to have only ranked one hundred and one in the exam; her father had excused it as nerves affecting his performance...
All signs pointed to her father knowing soone would use the imperial examination to set him up. As for the motive... it was very likely aid at her, but ultimately, it was probably through her that they wanted to strike at Chu Heng, the Crown Prince. After all, many people knew she had saved Chu Heng and were aware of their connection, so it wouldn’t be impossible for Chu Heng to use the examination to repay her or have so other agenda.
With the motive and the ans to design such a trap and the capability to take it straight to Emperor Huian, the first person she thought of was King Heng, whom she had seriously offended and who harbored deep hatred for Chu Heng, along with the Lin Family.
Of course, there were other princes who coveted the position of Crown Prince and had the motive to replace him, but they were far less suspicious than King Heng and the Lin Family.
With suspects in mind, Mo Yan’s mind raced as she thought of strategies to save her father. Before the examination, people from either King Heng’s camp or the Lin Family must have made contact with her father, most likely trying to pass him the answers directly. But her father had not agreed, so they used her to coerce her father into cheating.
Her father was not a fool; if he truly resorted to cheating, he would inevitably fall into their trap. However, if he did not agree, they had other ans to fra him. Thus, he was forced to consent.
To escape from this sche, the simplest solution would be to abandon the exam. But who, after toiling away for decades, finally got the chance to pick up the books and take the imperial examination again, would be willing to see all their hard work go to waste?
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