General is a Villain

The sky gradually darkened, and lights lit up Prince Yu's estate.

Due to King Yu's birthday, the Emperor had specially ordered that there would be no curfew tonight, allowing the people of Yu City to celebrate throughout the night.

Today, the entire Yu City was bustling with noise. Even though it was already late at night, the hawkers were still shouting.

Old Madam Mu slept lightly, unable to fall asleep due to the noise. She called out for a few times' Spring Festival ', but it was so deep that she did not hear anything. She tossed and turned in her bed for a while, completely devoid of sleep.

Yi Xiaoqiao, who was thinking about the jade token, could not fall asleep either. When she heard the commotion outside, she thought that Muyi had come back, put on her clothes and came out to take a look. It was actually the madame.

"Don't mention it, the noise outside is too loud. I can't fall asleep." Old Madam Mu shook her head before asking, "Did I wake you up?"

"No, I didn't." Yi Xiaoqiao shook her head.

Old Madam Mu observed her expression as she pursed her lips and laughed. "Little girl, you …" On the other hand, if one is young, it's great that one isn't sleeping when thinking about it. "

As she spoke, she walked towards the buddhist hall.

Although Yi Xiaoqiao felt that her words were a little strange, she did not take it to heart. Instead, she followed suit.

"Wait a moment, I'll accompany you." Yi Xiaoqiao held the lantern and chased after her, helping the madame to walk towards the buddhist hall. The moment she touched her hand, Yi Xiaoqiao was stunned. Her hand was as cold as ice. It was clearly cold as summer, but there was still sweat on it and it was very moist.

"You don't have to accompany me. I've walked this road for twenty years. It's familiar."

"I can't see the road clearly when it's dark, so I can't be careless no matter how familiar I am with it." Yi Xiaoqiao was afraid that she would fall, so she kept reminding him.

As the madame listened to her nagging reminders, she felt more comfortable. It wasn't because she was picky, but because she had accompanied her for so many years, but because she wasn't as diligent as she was now.

She couldn't leave this mansion now, if Muyi didn't blame her for the letter, then it would be fine. But if she still wanted to vent her anger on her, then she hoped that she could have someone to rely on, that she wouldn't ask for anything else or return home. She just hoped that she could live a better life in this mansion and not always be tortured.

The temple was in the backyard, and it was a separate room. Inside was a burning incense, fresh and elegant like an ethereal cloud.

Yi Xiaoqiao helped the madame in and gave her the Buddhist scriptures.

"Good girl, you should go rest. No need to accompany me."

"Alright." "En!" Yi Xiaoqiao turned around and left.

The old mistress watched her leave, her eyes filled with pity. A trace of a soothing smile appeared on her lips as she said in a low voice, "You've already grown into a big girl. Thank you for your blessings, Buddha."

She turned around and kneeled on the prayer mat, and began to beat the wooden fish while chanting. The sound was very soft, as if it was a Buddhist chant that had fallen from the sky.

Time passed minute after minute, and it was already four o'clock in the morning when the sound of soft footsteps came from outside the door. She stopped chanting and opened her eyes.

Suddenly, there was a creaking sound as someone pushed open the door and entered the room.

The old mistress turned around and saw that it was Yi Xiaoqiao. "Little girl, why are you back?"

She held a bowl of tea in her hand and said, "I've made some Spirit-Calming Tea for you."

"Calming Spirit Tea?" The madame looked at her strangely.

Yi Xiaoqiao handed over the teacup and opened the lid, releasing the scent of jujube.

The old mistress sniffed the tea but it wasn't really a bad smell. "What tea is this? It's different from what I drank previously."

"This is sour jujube tea, it can calm the mind, and it can also cure fright and perspiration. I just helped you over, your hands are very cold, but your palms are very moist. I think you have these symptoms, so I'm sure you cooked this for you."

Mu Yi'an was a filial person. The madame's health was not good, so he specially opened a room at home to use as a pharmacy. There were all kinds of medicine inside, and she even saw precious herbs such as ginseng.

"Try it. Drink it early and rest." She could tell that it wasn't that the madame didn't want to rest, but that she couldn't sleep.

"Good girl, you know how to treat patients?" The madame asked softly instead of drinking tea.

"No, it's just …" In modern times, her grandmother had this problem. At night, she would not be able to sleep and would often cook. Thus, she learned to cook.

She could not say such words to the madame, so she smiled and said, "I learnt it from the mama at the Prince's Mansion in the past. Do you like it?"

The old mistress nodded and took a sip of her tea. It was unlike the calming tea she usually drank. It was sweeter and tastier. She smiled in satisfaction and said, "Thank you for the hard work, girl. If you …"

Her voice faltered as she smiled and said, "It tastes really good."

"You're too courteous. I don't have any valuables, and I don't have any contributions to contribute to your efforts. I can only brew some Calm Tea for you and offer it to you as a gift."

"My son is fortunate to have met a girl like you." The old mistress was very satisfied. She drank her tea and supported her hand as she stood up. "Let's go back and rest. We won't wait for him anymore."

"The emperor has lifted the curfew. Tonight, the entire Yu City is celebrating. He probably won't return tonight." Yi Xiaoqiao comforted her.

"That's true." The Countess sighed. "This child has been engaged to Princess Yun Jiao since he was a child. Prince Yu has other intentions. He looks like a good man helping us, but in reality …"

She looked at Little Qiao and laughed. "Since you're old, you can't avoid being long-winded. Don't mind it."

"How could that be?" Yi Xiaoqiao smiled and did not mention that the emperor had ordered for Yun Jiao to enter the palace.

This matter had already spread like wildfire outside. If the madame didn't know, then it was likely that Mu Yi'an had deliberately concealed it. Since that was the case, there was no need for her to expose this matter.

"This An'er, who do you think he likes? He just has to like Yun Jiao, Yun Jiao that girl …" She shook her head and sighed.

Yi Xiaoqiao felt that it was rather strange, thinking, wasn't the marriage arranged between you and King Yu? Why do you dislike Yun Jiao now?

However, it didn't matter if she looked down on him. In any case, she was about to enter the palace and become his consort, so there was no difference in fate between her and Muyi … For the time being, fate did not matter. Who knew what would happen in the future? If Muyi wanted to court death and marry Yun Jiao, then the only thing that could be said was that his life should be like this — he should have died a long time ago!

As soon as the two of them reached the front yard, the door creaked open.

A figure slowly walked in.

"An'er!" The old mistress shouted and the figure halted.

Yi Xiaoqiao helped the madame over.

He smelled alcohol even before he got close.

The old mistress frowned. "You drank?"

"Mother." Mu Yi'an respectfully bowed and asked, "You haven't rested yet."

The moment he opened his mouth, the smell of the wine soared into the sky, as if he had just climbed out of the wine vat.

"Kid, why do you drink so much?" The old mistress was upset and sighed. "You forgot what I told you. Being greedy is always a mistake. You are someone who will do great things in the future. How can you be so self-contained?"

"Old madam, old madam, forget it." Yi Xiaoqiao consoled him in a low voice, "Today is the birthday celebration of our prince. Even the emperor has sent people to congratulate you. It's hard to avoid a general drinking a few more cups. Don't reprimand him, just let the general rest first."

"You …" The old lady pointed at Mu Yi An and sighed, "Since it's little Qiao begging for mercy, I'll let you off this once. Go ahead and rest."

"Mother, I'll send you home."

"Forget it!" The old mistress waved her hand. "You can't even walk steadily by yourself, and you're sending me off? "Just ask little Qiao to send me back. Go back and rest."

Mu Yi'an respectfully bowed: "Yes!"

Yi Xiaoqiao sent the madame back to her room to lie down and carefully covered her with a blanket before returning to her room. Passing by the door of Muyi's room, she carefully listened without making a sound.

Even when he was unconscious, he would grab hold of the jade token tightly. Even if he fell asleep, he probably wouldn't be completely relaxed. She hesitated and went back to her room, hoping that her luck would be good enough to steal it back.

She gently closed the door. Just as she was about to open it to rest, two hurried footsteps came from behind, a big hand tightly covered her mouth and pressed her against the door. The smell of alcohol rushed into her ears, "You actually know how to please my mother, you're really scheming!"