Su Li propped her cheeks and watched the farce on the street.
Chu Xiao’s mother was shaless enough, targeting the future daughter-in-law, who she knew had a thin face, blatantly stretching out her hand for money.
She didn’t dare to run directly to the Mu Residence, though.
The Mu Family didn’t just have Mu Xiu’er as a daughter; they also had a son to uphold the family honor.
But that son was born out of wedlock and not close to Mu Xiu’er.
If things got too ugly, she feared she wouldn’t get a single cent.
Mrs. Chu had so tricks up her sleeve, believing she still had a hold over the frail Mu Xiu’er.
The successes from the past few tis boosted her confidence, and as soon as she finished speaking, she turned her gaze to the maid beside her.
The expression on her face was unmistakable; she was signaling for her to get the money.
Mu Xiu’er was deed by the Chu Family as their personal money tree.
But this ti, she was bound to be disappointed.
Su Li heard several violent coughs coming from the palanquin below.
A girl whose essence had been tainted by filth, clutching a handkerchief to her mouth, coughed incessantly.
She was pretty and adorable; honestly, compared to Cuicui’s flamboyant beauty, her looks were just plain porridge.
And next to Su Li, she wasn’t worth ntioning at all.
There were plenty in the city prettier than this young lady of the Mu Family.
It was just that the girl’s eyes were particularly striking.
Dark and light clearly defined, transparent to the bottom.
Yet now, as she listened to the outside noises, her eyes betrayed a deep-seated hatred.
Su Li paused, stared more intently, and couldn’t help but clap and laugh, "Interesting..."
The seemingly delicate young lady’s expression slowly turned resolute.
Mrs. Chu didn’t expect to be refused so directly, her face turned ugly in an instant, and the words that ca out of her mouth turned sour, "Think carefully, you’re going to marry into the Chu Family in the future..."
"I’ve already asked the Daoist from Ziwei Temple to expel the demons, and by then, I will demand an explanation from the Chu Family."
Having said that, she ordered her servants to hurry and carry the palanquin away, paying no mind to Mrs. Chu’s tantrum.
Mrs. Chu didn’t grasp the aning behind Mu Xiu’er’s words, but she was especially concerned about the demon expulsion ntioned, recalling her son’s earlier screams...
Panic surged within her, a bad premonition lingering.
When she ca back to her senses and wanted to ask more questions, Mu Xiu’er was already far away.
Mrs. Chu cursed herself for being distracted, smacked her head, and chased in the direction Mu Xiu’er had gone.
As a widow, she’d raised her son to this age, shalessness was her forte, and when her son was involved, she would never let Mu Xiu’er go.
Su Li left a silver ingot on the table, masked her presence, and followed at a leisurely pace.
By the ti she arrived, Mrs. Chu was already causing an unabated scene outside.
Perched atop a wall, Su Li saw no trace of Mu Xiu’er, just her mother, supported by servants, blocking the doorway.
Lady Mu, a woman of the inner court, was no match for Mrs. Chu, who was accustod to the roughness of the marketplace.
Though she had the moral high ground, could she reason with a shrew?
Upon hearing that the Mu Family intended to cancel the marriage arrangent, Mrs. Chu exploded.
She had been counting on Mu Xiu’er’s dowry to get by in the future, how could she give up such a daughter-in-law, who was like a golden baby?
Mrs. Chu threw herself to the ground, smacking the floor and wailing, "The Mu Family is bullying us...They look down on us, a widow and orphan of the Chu Family, wanting to annul the marriage..."
Lady Mu’s face was ashen, her body trembling uncontrollably, all her weight leaning on a servant for support.
Enraged, she pointed her trembling fingers at Mrs. Chu, who was having a tantrum on the ground, and said, "It’s clearly your son Cheng Xiao who has no sha, entangling himself with a demon and even causing my son to fall ill... The Daoist from the Ziwei Temple has found out that the green snake demon is indeed Cheng Xiao’s lover..."
The crowd, initially drawn over by Mrs. Chu’s crying and making a scene, had been sympathetic towards her, pointing fingers at the Mu Family.
After all, the Mu Family was wealthy and influential compared to the widow and orphan of the Chu Family, naturally evoking sympathy for the underdog.
Only after Lady Mu was forced to reveal the cause of the dispute did the onlooking crowd reluctantly hold their tongues.
The reputation of Ziwei Temple among the common folk was extraordinarily high, and the Mu Family had indeed recently invited a Daoist from Ziwei Temple to perform a ritual at their ho.
Mrs. Chu’s cries suddenly ca to an abrupt halt...
When the matter involved a Daoist from Ziwei Temple, she knew that what the Mu Family said was true.
After a round of haggling, the Mu Family paid a certain price, and finally retrieved the original marriage contract from Mrs. Chu’s hands.
This matter temporarily ca to a conclusion.
Having witnessed a great drama, Su Li lightly touched the wall with the tip of her foot, leapt several tis, and found herself in the inner courtyard of the Mu Residence.
She moved about stealthily within, while the passing maids and servants seed to completely overlook her, not a single one showing any sign of surprise on their faces.
Su Li soon located Miss Mu’s boudoir.
Her personal maid sat alone on the steps outside the door, her face full of worry, glancing back towards the inside from ti to ti.
The Chu Family was just too despicable.
The most pitiful was their own Miss Mu. Initially, the matriarch and the young master had been adamant against canceling the engagent, yet it was Madam who insisted on breaking off the marriage alliance with the Chu Family.
Otherwise, how could their delicate young lady endure the harsh treatnt from her future mother-in-law at the Chu Family’s ho?
She had also peered from behind the door just now and naturally felt that Madam’s decision was right, but their young lady’s reputation...
Su Li stood beside the little maid, glanced at her troubled apple-shaped face, then looked at the tightly closed door before disappearing into thin air.
The little maid felt a breeze on her cheek, tickling her.
Was the wind picking up?
She looked up to see the bright sun hanging high in the sky, without a trace of wind...
She scratched the back of her head, puzzled.
Soon, she cast these thoughts aside and continued to worry about her young lady.
Inside the room, Mu Xiu’er half lay on the bed, her chest rising and falling, suppressing the tears of heartache.
Su Li approached her and asked, "Little lady, why are you crying?"
"Just thinking about how I’ve brought sha to my mother and the entire Mu Residence because of makes heartbroken..."
Her grandmother and illegitimate brother were already dissatisfied with her mother’s actions, and now her own reputation was ruined.
It would be better to shave her head and beco a nun in the mountains, so as to no longer trouble her mother.
Suddenly, Mu Xiu’er’s body stiffened.
She was alone in the room, having sent her most trusted maid away; whence ca this other voice?
"Who, who are you?" Mu Xiu’er asked tremblingly.
Through the Daoist from the Ziwei Temple, she had learned of so mountain and wilderness legends.
She knew very well that there were demons and ghosts in this world.
She was the best example of such...
Su Li watched with amusent as the frightened young lady mustered courage and searched for the source of the voice.
The young lady was frail, and at that mont, she appeared utterly overwheld.
Su Li quickly blew a breath towards her, infusing her with Spiritual Energy through the nostrils.
Before her very eyes, the young lady’s complexion gained a hint of rosiness.
"I am the Black Lady from Lian Mountain, and I can help you..."
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