Chapter 288: Chapter 288: Mystery
Realizing this, realizing what he had done, Duan Tingxuan opened his eyes again, his pained pupils turning red.
So it turned out she was harmed back then, which led to everything happening that way.
Yet he forcefully broke the contract at that time, which was equivalent to betrayal.
"Thank you for telling me these things."
Dong Baishang turned her head to look at Duan Tingxuan, with a complex expression she said, "Duan Tingxuan, if I were you, I wouldn’t leave Miss Su even if it meant dying back then."
Unfortunately, she was just a female, carrying hatred and seeking refuge with Liu Mengyan, and she even stole Miss Su’s jade pendant back then, with no way to return.
She knew that the real Su Muyao was easy to fall in love with.
Duan Tingxuan was willing to meet her now, just to know things about Su Muyao.
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Yan Family
Since Yan Zhaolei’s body recovered, the Yan Family Master reinstated her as the heir of the Yan Family.
In the Yan Family Master’s eyes, Yan Zhaoye was absolutely unfit to be the heir managing the Yan Family.
So in the future, the position of Family Head could only go to his daughter, Xiao Lei.
Yan Zhaolei knew the responsibility she bore and began to help her parents manage all affairs of the Yan Family.
Upon learning about the disaster, she purchased and collected supplies, preparing to help with disaster relief.
Once Yan Zhaoye’s injuries had healed somewhat, he could walk around. He went to the courtyard and saw his sister busy organizing sacks of grain. He seemed to understand something and said, "Sister, let me help serve porridge."
Upon hearing Yan Zhaoye’s words, Yan Zhaolei looked up at him, revealing a mocking smile, "Brother, your injuries haven’t healed, it’s better to rest at home. I will go to serve porridge myself, no need to trouble you."
Yan Zhaoye knew that ever since his sister regained her senses, she had been colder towards him.
He also knew he had made mistakes, but he wanted to make amends.
"Sister, I’m fine, I want to help too."
Yan Zhaolei impatiently threw what she was holding and said, "Brother, don’t you understand human language?"
"Do I have to spell it out for you?"
"Let me tell you, from what I know about Mu Yao, she really can’t stand you and doesn’t want to see you, she even secretly dislikes you."
"I’ve heard that you insulted Mu Yao for Liu Mengyan, called her all sorts of unpleasant names, and when Liu Mengyan and Mu Yao had a conflict, you cursed Mu Yao without finding out the cause, making her apologize to Liu Mengyan."
"Even ordinary females would despise you, and you still want to compensate? Forget about it."
If he weren’t her brother, she would really want to hit him.
Yan Zhaoye was really not thinking straight, being used by others.
"Also, let me tell you early, there is no possibility between you and Mu Yao, stop daydreaming. Take care of your injuries, and once you are healed, our parents will arrange a good marriage for you, you can get married and live a good life, stop causing trouble."
"Moreover, there’s no decent female in the Beast Emperor City who would be willing to marry you, our parents have already discreetly tried, so we can only marry you off to somewhere far away. They won’t know about what happened in the Beast Emperor City, so they won’t despise you."
"Of all people to like, you chose a Spider Beastman, you almost ruined the Yan Family."
"And from now on, think before you speak or act, don’t just blurt out insults without thinking, it’s simply outrageous."
Hearing these words, Yan Zhaoye felt a wave of darkness in front of his eyes, and a taste of blood rose in his throat.
Yan Zhaolei didn’t mean to say such heavy words, but if Yan Zhaoye wasn’t spoken to sternly, he would continue to make foolish mistakes.
Stop making mistakes due to unclear thinking.
She originally was good sisters with Su Muyao, but now Su Muyao probably didn’t even want to acknowledge her.
Yan Zhaoye swayed several times, having trouble standing.
Seeing her brother like this, Yan Zhaolei felt uneasy, but if she didn’t speak out, her brother would repeat his mistakes.
If another Liu Mengyan came, her brother’s life wouldn’t be assured.
This time, thanks to Su Muyao, her timely intervention saved her brother’s life.
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Jiang Family, Duan Family, Yan Family, Han Family, and various other families successively gathered numerous supplies at the gates of Beast Emperor City to aid the disaster victims.
They also imitated Su Muyao’s approach, accepting some homeless disaster victims to work in the estates.
Of course, Su Muyao accepted more people, as she planned to open workshops.
A few days later, the snow gradually lessened, clearing the roads.
Many victims were gradually resettled, the number of victims decreased, and officials sent by the Empress to various places for disaster relief also helped the victims build houses.
Many disaster victims also wished to return to their homes.
Everyone knelt and kowtowed to Su Muyao in gratitude.
Su Muyao hurriedly went forward to help everyone up, saying, "Please, everyone, get up, I really haven’t done much."
"After you return home, live well. Grow more grain crops when spring arrives."
During these days, while Su Muyao was aiding everyone, she also spoke with them often, discussing spring plowing and farming matters. She told everyone how to cultivate for higher yields.
She also explained how to grind corn into cornmeal to make cornbread.
Corn has a high yield, so if everyone grows more corn and knows how to eat it, it can fill the stomach.
Everyone listened earnestly and took careful notes.
Those who did not understand even mustered the courage to ask Su Muyao, and Su Muyao answered them earnestly.
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One day, in the middle of the afternoon, a line of carriages slowly approached.
"Look quickly, there’s a convoy coming."
"This convoy is quite special."
"This carriage looks different from those used by nobles that we usually see."
"Their attire is also very unique, but very beautiful, resembling the ancient clothing worn during rituals."
"These guards seem very skilled, I wonder who is in the carriage?"
Everyone was unable to resist discussing the convoy they were observing.
Ordinary people had never seen such attire or carriages, and it naturally sparked curiosity.
There was just a strong sense of mystery.
Su Muyao, hearing the voices, followed them to see what was happening, and noticed the Moon Clan emblem on the carriage.
Silver rings dangled from the corners of the carriage, each ring carved with the unique totem of the Moon Clan, with trailing patterns like a moon.
The wheels rolled over cobblestones silently, the rims made of Nantán, wrapped in a layer of Jiao Xiao, with silver beads on the axle.
The convoy’s guards led their horses forward, maintaining silence, obviously experts with superpowers.
This was a Moon Clan convoy.
Remembering her grandmother’s words, the person in the carriage should be the Young Master of the Moon Clan, Yue Wuhen, who was once her Beast Husband.
For some reason, when she searched her memories for his appearance, using the inherited memories from her past life, it was extremely blurry.
Wen Nanxi came to stand beside Su Muyao, gently brushing away snowflakes from her hair and clothes, speaking softly, "It should be Yue Wuhen who’s arrived."
The appearance of Yue Wuhen made Wen Nanxi feel a sense of unease and alertness.
The Moon Clan Beastmen are descendants of the Wushan Divine Hall, and although they now occupy a quiet corner in the Southern Border, the Young Master of the Moon Clan possesses Wushan Divine Blood.
Before, in the Su Mansion, he was unassuming and practically invisible. He had to leave the Su Mansion for special reasons.
But what he would do upon his return this time was unpredictable.
Su Muyao nodded and said, "Yes, grandmother said the Moon Clan sent the Young Master this time."
She had initially thought the Moon Clan would send other clan elders here, but it turned out to be Yue Wuhen.
She never knew what Xie Guixue’s current situation was, but Yue Wuhen must know.
As the carriage passed the city gate, a sudden gust of wind blew through, lifting the curtain to reveal a corner of Yue Wuhen’s purple garment inside.
Through the carriage curtain, Yue Wuhen seemed to glance at Su Muyao amidst the wind and snow.