Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 9 Time travel back to modern times?
Looking at An Mofeng's fleeing figure, Mu Yutang laughed lightly. This bowl of prolactin was to teach him a little lesson, so that he could remember it long enough to see if he dared to touch her casually in the future. Room.

A silver light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and Mu Yutang looked up, and there was something lying under the tree where An Mofeng had retched...

what is that?
Mu Yutang walked over curiously and picked it up. It was a silver key. I couldn't tell what material it was made of. There were beautiful wisteria flowers tattooed on the edge of the key. The branches and leaves were intertwined, and the petals bloomed proudly. It is elegant and noble, with two elegant embossed characters printed in the middle, complementing each other with wisteria flowers.

"Mengyao!" What does it mean?
Mu Yutang's whisper was very soft, and the little maid who stood at the door heard it sharply: "Miss, are you talking about Mengyao Academy?"

"Mengyao Academy!" Mu Yutang carefully searched the memory of the original owner, but found no valuable information: "Is it a famous academy?"

All the maids in the Duke's Mansion knew of its existence, but Mu Yutang, the master, didn't understand it at all. It seemed that for the past 14 years, Chen Jing, the stepmother, had kept her confined in the Raining Rain Pavilion, preventing her from being let down. Her little contact with the outside world has made her a wooden figure.

"Miss Hui, Mengyao Academy is the most famous academy in Qinglong Kingdom. Every time the top three in the imperial examination come from there, and every autumn when they enter school, the number of students from all over the country come here..." The little maid said eloquently Talking, the bright eyes were full of deep reverence, as if he had witnessed the unprecedented grand admission event with his own eyes.

Mu Yutang blinked her eyes. The most powerful college in the imperial capital is equivalent to Tsinghua University and Peking University in modern times. Outstanding students who want to gain fame and become officials in the court will of course come here to study, but: "Why is the college called this name? "

Ancient scholars thought seriously, and the academies that cultivated students had elegant names, such as Yuelu Academy, Bailudong Academy, Songyang Academy, and the word Mengyao was very poetic, which was extremely inconsistent with the somewhat pedantic ideas of the students.

"Miss Hui, Mengyao Academy is an academy established by the late emperor, who bestowed the treasure of the township 'One Dream for Thousand Years', so the academy is named Mengyao!" In Yao Academy, she always answers every question, knows everything and speaks endlessly.

A dream for a thousand years!
Mu Yutang's dark pupils suddenly tightened: At noon in the modern day, the weather was hot, she accidentally dug out the antique porcelain pillow at home, and took a nap on it. .

She still remembers the moment when she closed her eyes, she saw four big golden characters printed on the white porcelain pillow flying like flying dragons and phoenixes: A dream for a thousand years!
Mengyao!Mengyao!Yimeng's past life away is exactly the meaning of Yimeng for a thousand years, why didn't she think of it just now?It was the porcelain pillow that sent her to the Duke's Mansion of the Qinglong Kingdom after a thousand years. It was truly a dream for a thousand years.

"What is the treasure of the town house?" Could it be the porcelain pillow that sent her here?
"This... I don't know!" The little maid smiled, her face collapsed, she was just a maid in the Duke's mansion, how could she know what the treasure of the town was.

Mu Yutang smiled, the treasure of the township bestowed by the emperor, except for the royal family and important ministers, probably not many people know its specific name: "What's your name?"

The cold pupils are as clear as glass and as sharp as ice, as if seeing through everything in an instant, the little maid's tall body trembled involuntarily, she quickly lowered her head, and said in a respectful voice: "Back to Miss, servant Ya'er !"

"Did you study at Mengyao Academy?" Mu Yutang continued to ask. Mengyao Academy is very famous. It's not surprising that a maid in the inner courtyard knew about it, but she knew so many details, something was not quite right.

"The servant girl is a servant girl, and those who are not lucky enough to go to the academy, the second young lady and the eldest young master (Mu Yuncheng) are both in Mengyao Academy, and the servant girl and the second young lady's personal maid, Hanshuang, are familiar with each other. I heard these things from her. Yes." Ya'er replied with a low eyebrow, her tone was still respectful.

"Do the Second Miss and the Eldest Young Master also have this kind of key?" Mu Yutang waved the silver key in front of Ya'er.

There is the word Mengyao on the key, which is definitely related to Mengyao Academy. Mu Yunjia and Mu Yuncheng are not interested in knowing how talented Mu Yunjia and Mu Yuncheng are, and how they got into Mengyao Academy. She just wants to know what the key does.

Ya'er looked at the key carefully, frowned and shook her head: "Back to the eldest lady, this servant has never heard Hanshuang mention that the second lady has the key to Mengyao Academy."

Mengyao Academy is the yearning of many students. Everyone in Qinglong Kingdom is proud to enter Mengyao Academy. They are as proud as Mu Yunjia. Others don't know, but her personal maid must know that Hanshuang didn't mention the key, so it can be seen that Mu Yunjia really doesn't have one.

It seems that this key represents a special meaning. The person who owns it has a detached status in Mengyao Academy. When An Mofeng finds out that it is lost, he will definitely come back to look for it.

She must go to Mengyao Academy as soon as possible to see if the treasure of the townyard is the porcelain pillow that sent her here. If so, she will have another pillow and go back to the 21st century to live a high-tech happy life. It is much more willful than in the ancient times with backward technology and intrigue.

Compared to Mu Yutang's indifference and relaxation, Mu Yunjia in Yunjiawan was furious and furious: "Mom, that worthless Mu Yutang actually beat me, I'm not reconciled!"

Angrily shouting, she grabbed a precious antique porcelain like she was venting, as if she was grabbing Mu Yutang, and smashed it hard to the ground. There was a crackling sound, and the item worth tens of thousands of taels of silver was smashed into pieces in a blink of an eye.

Chen Jing put down the teacup angrily, wiped the unnecessary water marks on the corner of her mouth with a silk handkerchief, and calmly said, "Yun Jia, didn't you realize that Mu Yutang is different today than usual?"

"So what?" No matter what Mu Yutang becomes, she will always be only worthy of being defeated by Mu Yunjia.

Chen Jing looked at the undisguised anger on Mu Yunjia's beautiful face, and shook her head lightly. Yunjia was still young and inexperienced, and she needed to work harder if she wanted to be as successful as ever.

"The Mu Yutang used to be a wooden person. If you kick her three times, she won't fight back. You can bully her as you like, but now that Mu Yutang seems to be a little smart. If you kick her three times, she will kick you three times, and let her You can't make a mistake, if you want to deal with such a person, you can't fight her openly!"

"Mother, let's secretly attack her hard." Mu Yunjia's beautiful eyes narrowed, and most of the anger in her chest disappeared in an instant: Why didn't she think of the brilliant move of killing without blood.

"Be ruthless and silent, without leaving any traces, so that she has nowhere to complain about her grievances, and nowhere to complain about her sufferings." A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Chen Jing's eyes. Mu Yutang suddenly became smart after going out. , or was she smart in the first place, she wasn't interested in knowing, she only knew that Mu Yutang dared to steal her daughter's limelight, dared to suppress her daughter, damn it.

(End of this chapter)