Two Realms: Starting from playing the role of Raibe Masami

"Don't worry about this matter, I will take care of it myself."

After muttering, Huang Mu looked at Jing Yu with gentle eyes and said in a very gentle tone, "You must be tired after running around outside for so long. Take a good rest."

After saying that, Mother Huang turned her head and looked at her personal maid: "Chuntao, go, prepare hot water and help young mistress wash up."

"Okay, ma'am."

The personal maid named Chuntao immediately bowed, took down the errand, and walked out of the main room.

Jing Yu readily accepted Huang Mu's arrangement.

When she first married into the Huang family, Jing Yu could have brought some maids and servants with her, but she didn't.

After she got married, Huang's mother took the initiative to arrange two personal maids for Jingyu to serve her day and night. She was very attentive.

But Jingyu herself refused.

Well, there are two reasons, one bright and one dark.

Hearing this, Zhu Qingluan put down the teapot in his hand. He was calmly treated coldly again. He stopped planning for a long time and said without any fluctuation in his tone: "Sister-in-law Yun, I invite you to come and see me through Jing Yu's words. There is something. I want to ask you for advice."

Well……

"What's the matter? Just tell me, I'm in a hurry."

She sat back in her seat with a very natural posture, picked up a pot of tea that had been brewed in advance, and was about to pour tea for Huang Mu: "Last time we sat together, it was Huang Gong who took me and that guy Mo Qingsheng. I’ve been coming here to eat fish for more than ten years.”

If you enter through the front door, you may not be able to book a private room even if you queue for a long time.

Huang's mother's attitude and tone were a little cold, and she responded calmly.

If the impact is great, or there will be a lot of trouble later, we should face it together as husband and wife!

Huang Mu gently raised her right hand, rejecting Zhu Qingluan's attentive reception, and at the same time rejecting Zhu Qingluan's reminiscing about the past.

"Don't worry, it's a good thing."

At the same time, Huang's mother also avoided Zhu Qingluan's hands, bypassed Zhu Qingluan who was approaching, and chose a seat to sit down.

Huang's mother, accompanied by Uncle Fu, entered through the back door and had a smooth journey up to the top floor.

She immediately became concerned about this matter and planned to wait for her husband to come back in the evening to get a better understanding of the situation.

"is it?"

Huang Mu herself, accompanied by Uncle Fu, went out in a carriage.

Not long after, the carriage driven by Uncle Forbes arrived at the back door of a restaurant.

Immediately, Huang's mother no longer forced Jingyu to stay and ask her for help, but let Jingyu go wash up, rest and regain her energy.

Women are indeed fickle, and Jing Yu no longer wants to take a concubine for her husband!
Thinking of my husband, I wonder if he has been doing well or not recently.

Even if they don't do anything but hold each other, that is still a kind of happiness.

"Well, long time no see."

Especially after my husband did so many things and took so many risks.

Huang Mu raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Zhu Qingluan, her eyes like a deep pool.

The secret reason was actually that Jing Yu still had a bit of a temper and didn't want her husband to accept the service of a female envoy.

There are a total of five private rooms on the top floor, named according to spring, summer, autumn, winter and middle.

This was a change that she had not expected before leaving Tianjing, the divine capital, or after leaving Tianjing, the divine capital.

"No need, let's talk about something."

At this time, Huang Mu, who had finished giving orders to her personal servant Chuntao, looked at Jing Yu and said calmly: "Yu'er, there is something I must tell you. Tian'er accidentally learned Wei Gong's 'Heaven's Heart Technique' and wanted to do this. You should know. Now that the imperial court has taken notice of him, he arranged for Tian'er to go to Yunshan Academy for further study, and he no longer works in the Tian'an Prison."

It’s not like just anyone who tells her they want to eat fish will be able to eat fish or eat fish with her!

I really wish I could hold my husband now.

How was the trouble we encountered a while ago finally resolved?

Jing Yu does not reject etiquette and rules, and even readily accepts them, but she definitely has a strong possessive desire for her husband.

Huang's mother entered the Chunnuang Pavilion with windows facing east.

The obvious reason is that the family lives together and there is no need to arrange a special maid.

This is very interesting.

Each private room in the restaurant has a plaque with the name of the private room engraved on it to show the difference and improve recognition.

Zhu Qingluan saw Huang Mu walking in and immediately stood up to greet her with a very warm tone.

"Sister-in-law Yun, long time no see."

Perhaps seeing Jing Yu's hidden worries and plans, Huang's mother let out a sigh of relief.

Zhu Qingluan, who had recently separated from Jingyu, was sitting in a private room. On the round dining table in front of him were a bowl of steaming braised fish and a bowl of air-conditioned sashimi.

Hearing the news, Jing Yu was quite surprised, "Yunshan Academy? Further studies?"

Zhu Qingluan had expected this and didn't take it to heart.

This restaurant is four stories high, with a heavy flow of customers and a very prosperous business.

It seems that there is no emotion, but in fact, no one knows what is hidden under the deep pool.

Zhu Qingluan was happy and not afraid, and said to himself: "I want to know if anything happened to Mr. Huang back then, and whether he is still alive now."

"Whether something happens or not, whether you are alive or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Hearing this, Huang's mother asked coldly, "I haven't seen you come to ask me for so many years. What do you mean by asking now?"

Zhu Qingluan smiled: "It really has nothing to do with me. It's just that since I learned that Mr. Huang was missing, there has been no news, and since the traitor guards have already agreed that Mr. Huang died, I gave Mr. Huang a memorial tablet and worshiped him all the time. If Mr. Huang were still alive, I would have done something wrong out of good intentions and would be cursing Mr. Huang."

"so what?"

Huang Mu interrupted Zhu Qingluan's words and said in a cold tone, "It is your freedom to set up a memorial tablet for Huang Weiming. It has nothing to do with whether Huang Weiming is dead or not, and it has nothing to do with me. If you doubt that Huang Weiming is not dead, Then remove the memorial tablet. If you have any resentment in your heart, just go to Huang Weiming. Don’t waste my time, let alone destroy the relationship between my mother-in-law and my daughter-in-law!”

At the end of the conversation, Huang's mother was obviously really angry.

Because Zhu Qingluan could have sent out the invitation to meet through other methods, but he chose to send out the invitation through Jing Yu's message. What was he thinking?
Threads of murderous aura emerged, completely wrapping up the entire Chun Nuan Pavilion, but not exceeding a trace.

The murderous intent was almost substantial, like dump trucks coming from all directions, heading towards Zhu Qingluan.

Zhu Qingluan did nothing and endured the impact of Huang Mu's murderous intent.

This surprised Mother Huang a little, but not particularly surprising.

Although she had not had much contact with him before, Huang's mother still had a certain understanding of Zhu Qingluan and knew what kind of character Zhu Qingluan was and what he could do.

His face turned slightly red and then turned pale. Zhu Qingluan instantly calmed down from the impact of the almost substantial murderous aura and said word by word: "Sister-in-law Yun, whether Mr. Huang is dead or not is very important to me."

"Ah……"

Huang Mu sneered when she heard this, stood up and left.

As Huang Mu moved around, the murderous aura surrounding Chun Nuan Pavilion quietly subsided.

Just when she was standing at the door of Chunnuang Pavilion, Huang Mu stopped, turned around and said: "Whether Huang Weiming is dead or not, since it is so important to you, go and check it yourself. It is none of my business. Don't look for me again in the future." ." After a pause, Huang Mu emphasized with deep meaning: "Also, I don't like fish, and I never have!"

After saying these words, Huang Mu went straight out of Chun Nuan Pavilion without pausing and left the restaurant through the back door.

In the Chunnuan Pavilion, Zhu Qingluan sat there expressionlessly, speechless.

After a long period of time, Zhu Qingluan finally stopped being silent. Instead, he picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised fish that was almost cold, put it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

During this process, his brows subconsciously frowned.

After barely swallowing the fish in his mouth, Zhu Qingluan took another piece of sashimi and put it into his mouth.

His brows were equally furrowed, and his swallowing movements were equally reluctant.

"I don't like fish either."

Putting down his chopsticks, Zhu Qingluan picked up the napkin on the side and wiped the corners of his mouth, rinsed his mouth with tea, muttered to himself, stood up and left.

Unlike Huang Mu who entered and exited through the back door of the restaurant, Zhu Qingluan entered through the front door of the restaurant openly when he came, and naturally left through the front door of the restaurant openly when he left.

Unlike Huang's mother, who had Uncle Fu waiting in his car, Zhu Qingluan was now alone.

Whether it was the Wusheng Sword Sect or the White Lotus Sect, her former subordinates were either killed or imprisoned.

Even Wuliangshan, who was loyal to him wholeheartedly, fell out, completely severing the relationship.

In the huge Yong Dynasty and the huge divine capital Tianjing, Zhu Qingluan suddenly felt that he didn't have a good place to go.

Or home.

One of the few experiences of eating fish comes to mind in a very appropriate manner.

At that time, she and Mo Qingsheng had just come down from Wuliang Mountain. Mo Qingsheng joined the traitor guard, and she went undercover in the White Lotus Sect.

Taking the opportunity to come to Tianjing, the capital of God, to spy on the news, she met with Mo Qingsheng to exchange their respective situations.

As an undercover agent, she went alone, but Mo Qingsheng brought an outsider with her.

That outsider was none other than Huang Weiming.

Since then, Huang Weiming often accompanied Mo Qingsheng to meet Zhu Qingluan.

During this process, Huang Weiming was always able to give Mo Qingsheng and Zhu Qingluan extremely appropriate advice and help, allowing Mo Qingsheng to work like a duck to water in the Anti-Treacherous Guard, and Zhu Qingluan to work as an undercover agent in the White Lotus Sect.

Over time, Zhu Qingluan and Mo Qingsheng became dependent on Huang Weiming.

At that time, two Taoist idiots who had no experience in the world transferred a large part of their feelings for their master to Huang Weiming, who behaved like a brother and a father.

Later, Zhu Qingluan and Mo Qingsheng, with various help from Huang Weiming, developed their respective careers in full swing.

Mo Qingsheng rose through the ranks in the traitor guard, and Zhu Qingluan's status in the White Lotus Sect became even higher.

As their respective statuses increase, each has more and more errands to do, and the time to see each other becomes less and less. Even meeting itself becomes more and more difficult.

At this time, Huang Weiming arranged for them to get together in this restaurant to eat fish.

As Huang Weiming's first wife, Bai Yun accompanied Huang Weiming here several times.

This is how Mo Qingsheng and Zhu Qingluan met Bai Yun and called her Sister-in-law Yun.

Thinking of this, Zhu Qingluan suddenly realized something. He looked back and looked at the plaque hanging in the restaurant, looking at the three characters "Jiangnan is good", thoughtfully.

"So, you are really not dead and have been hiding in Jiangnan?"

Muttering silently to himself, Zhu Qingluan's mood became extremely complicated.

She really doesn't have any feelings for Huang Weiming between men and women. What she does have is closer to admiration, gratitude and guilt.

There is still a little bit of regret.

Zhu Qingluan regretted that she had offered to go undercover in the White Lotus Sect.

She regretted that it was Mo Qingsheng, not Zhu Qingluan, who had a lot of contact with Huang Weiming and got along with her on a daily basis.

I regret even more that over the years, I have been mainly active in Jiangnan, but I subconsciously believed in the internal judgment of the anti-treacherous guards and believed that Huang Weiming, who had been missing for a long time, was indeed dead.

"Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. The ancients were sincere and I didn't deceive them."

With a sigh, Zhu Qingluan quickly collected his emotions, chose a direction, and left this busy and bustling city.

It is a good thing that Huang Weiming, the scourge, is not dead.

As for other grievances, let’s talk about them later when we meet.

only……

Sister-in-law Yun's practice is getting more and more advanced.

I don’t know what His Majesty the Emperor and the princes in the court were thinking. They actually allowed a person who did not believe in or worship Buddha, but only practiced Buddhism, to hide under their noses for so many years without taking any action against him.

Zhu Qingluan didn't believe it. No one in the Yong Dynasty knew that Huang Weiming's wife Bai Yun seemed to be an ordinary person, but in fact she was a Buddhist monk who could attain at least the Arahant status at any time!

Is it possible that the people in the Qintian Prison, the Anti-Treacherous Guard, and the Demon-Slaying Department are all blind?

Even if the people in the Qintian Prison, the Anti-Treacherous Guards, and the Demon-Slaying Department are all blind, what about His Majesty the Emperor who lights up the world?
Blind too?

This is absolutely impossible to happen.

Zhu Qingluan intuitively felt that the water was deep, and then decided decisively that he must not get involved.

With such a mood, Zhu Qingluan took another step to find Mo Qingsheng.

The news that Huang Weiming's scourge was not dead should not be left to her alone.

On the other side, after Huang Mu boarded the carriage, Uncle Fu drove the carriage in the direction of Ci'en Temple without any instructions.

In the carriage, Huang Mu sat quietly, thinking about Zhu Qingluan's words and actions.

After a moment of thinking, Huang Mu sighed slightly: "Dead ghosts really don't make people feel at ease at all."

After sighing in one breath, Huang Mu closed her eyes and rested her mind.

The sparkling carriage drove slowly towards Ci'en Temple, but was blocked midway.

"Madam, there are people from the Qintian Prison setting up cards ahead."

Uncle Fu stopped the carriage steadily and asked through the curtain, "Should we take a detour or go back?"

"No detour, no going back, just wait here."

Huang Mu didn't open her eyes and replied in a very calm tone.

"Okay, ma'am."

Uncle Fu respectfully agreed and immediately executed the order.

Huang Mu in the carriage opened her eyes at this moment and looked at Deputy Xu Zongxun of the Qintian Prison who quietly slipped into the car curtain without attracting Uncle Fu's attention, her eyes were extremely dark.

Facing Huang Mu's gaze, Xu Zongxun showed no embarrassment and greeted calmly: "My surname is Xu Zongxun. I am the deputy supervisor of Qintian Prison. I have met White Lotus Bodhisattva."

Huang Mu was unmoved and calmly asked:

"White Lotus Bodhisattva? Are you talking about me?" (End of Chapter)