The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.

Seeing that Yan Muxi was not interested, Gu Yuelan changed the subject, "Oh, let's not talk about these bad things during the New Year. After the New Year, my uncle Gu Yunting will go back to Luodu. Do you think he would be willing to take me to the northern border if I beg him? When I think of the vast grasslands with cattle and sheep visible when the wind blows the grass, my blood boils."

The Gu family of Dingbei Marquis's Mansion is full of loyal and brave people. Among their nine sons, only the youngest illegitimate son Gu Yunting is still alive, and the only son of the eldest legitimate son, Gu Yuelan, is left.

Old Madam Gu wanted so badly to tie her only granddaughter to her belt, but Gu Yuelan was still thinking about going to the northern border, and she might not even be able to go to the suburbs.

Yan Muxi didn't want to offend Gu Yuelan, so she tactfully advised, "How about we go to the northern suburbs to race horses when spring comes?"

Sometimes giving a irrelevant answer is the cruelest answer, and Gu Yuelan was instantly deflated.

"It would be so nice if I were a man! I could do whatever I want and go wherever I want. But I was born a girl with a restless man's heart. I am imprisoned like in prison every day. Life is so fucking tiring!"

Yan Muxi advised halfheartedly, "I think it's good to be able to stay at home! You can eat well, wear warm clothes, avoid the wind and rain, and have servants to serve you. It's much better than suffering outside! Who knows, maybe your uncle is envious of you for being able to enjoy the happiness at home!"

The last sentence is from the heart. The identity of the biological mother of Gu Yunting, the ninth son of the Gu family, is unknown. He was born in the northern border and was brought back to the Dingbei Marquis Mansion when he was over three years old.

At that time, the Dingbei Marquis's Mansion had quite a few descendants. One can imagine how difficult it would be for a motherless illegitimate child to survive in a backyard filled with wives and concubines.

Today, Gu Yunting has accumulated numerous military merits, and the grandchildren of the Gu family have gradually grown up. The battle for the title of Marquis Dingbei is about to begin.

However, the dispute of the Gu family has nothing to do with their Yan family, and has nothing to do with her, Yan Muxi.

Compared to the Gu family's trivial matters, she was more worried about the Yaohua Palace. Yan Mujun had been taken away for half an hour. She wondered if she was safe.

At that time, in the inner hall of Yaohua Palace, Yan Muyun knelt straight on the jade-paved floor. Although her knees were warm, her bones were hurting.

The girl, only in a red nightgown, half-lay on the chaise longue not far away, her fair white feet swinging casually as she looked at the white civet cat beside her with a sweet smile.

Li Chan'er sat sideways beside the couch, teasing the civet cat chasing the half-lived pigeon in her hand, laughing so hard that she fell backwards.

A quarter of an hour passed, when the civet cat had caught a whole baby pigeon, the two men seemed to remember Yan Muyun who was kneeling in the hall.

Li Chan'er took the handkerchief handed over by the palace maid and wiped her delicate fingers slowly, "Hey! When did Miss Third Yan arrive? How come you didn't tell me like a mute? If others saw it, they would think that the eldest princess was bullying you on purpose!"

Yan Muyun clenched her fists and tried her best to endure the humiliation in her heart, "I dare not disturb the princess's interest!"

She was not a native of Dafeng, and had no reverence for imperial power in her bones. No matter how hard she tried, there was still dissatisfaction in her tone.

The slight dissatisfaction in her tone actually piqued the eldest princess's interest in her.

"Raise your head and let me see how stunningly beautiful you are to make Sister Chan'er so upset."

Li Chan'er looks very much like her aunt, Concubine Li, and the eldest princess looks mostly like her mother. The two cousins ​​have similar faces at first glance, but are very different upon closer inspection.

The eldest princess' facial features are much more delicate than Li Chan'er's, and her demeanor and manners are naturally noble and charming.

Li Chan'er gave people the impression of being spoiled. Her usual posture of looking at people with her chin raised reduced her eight-point looks to only five-points.

Yan Muyun raised her head as she was told. The eldest princess just glanced at her and then turned away with a dull look to continue playing with the cat.

"I am so beautiful, but I am nothing like this. I am not as beautiful as this snow-white and flawless cat."

Seeing that the eldest princess had lost interest, Li Chan'er hurriedly said, "Princess, don't be fooled by her petty appearance. She must have done something to her face, otherwise how could such a beautiful woman suddenly become ugly?"

The eldest princess asked casually, "Are you serious?"

Seeing that she was interested, Li Chan'er raised the corners of her lips, "We'll know once we take a look," and waved her hand to call for the palace servant, "Bring a basin of water and help Third Miss Yan wash her face."

The palace maid left and came back a moment later with a copper basin filled with water.

Looking at the copper basin placed in front of him, Yan Muyun gritted his teeth and did not move.

What would happen if she overturned the basin? Would she be beaten to death or disabled?

If he was beaten to death, it would be ok, maybe he could wear it again, but if he was only beaten to a disability, he would not die and would bring trouble to the concubines in the mansion...

Damn it! This evil feudal dynasty deserves to be destroyed soon.

"Miss, do you need my help?" the palace maid urged.

"No need!" Yan Muyun knelt on the ground, rolled up his sleeves and began to wash his face.

There was no such thing as waterproof cosmetics in ancient times. Powder would dissolve in water, revealing a beautiful face with crystal water droplets hanging on her long eyebrows and eyelashes, making her already beautiful face even more seductive.

The eldest princess glanced over casually, her tender hands that were petting the cat paused, and her eyes, which brightened a little, instantly fell on that face and could not move away.

Li Chan'er put away her smile and shouted, "Miss Yan San, do you know what crime it is to deceive the monarch?"

Being forced to this point, Yan Muyun also gave up and retorted, "I don't know what deception Miss Li is talking about? Which law in Dafeng stipulates that poor makeup skills are considered a crime of deceiving the emperor?"

"You..." Li Chan'er didn't expect that she would dare to talk back. She was furious for a moment but didn't want to lose face in front of the princess. She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Disrespecting the princess is a serious crime. No matter how eloquent you are today, you can't escape punishment."

Yan Muyun sneered, "When did I say I wanted to escape punishment? But with Miss Li by my side, I am happy to be punished."

Li Chan'er was so angry that she laughed, "Oh, you are crazy, what nonsense are you talking about! Why should I accompany you to be punished?"

"Speaking before the princess, making decisions for her without permission, either of these is enough to get Miss Li a beating." Yan Muyun looked at the eldest princess, "Did I say anything wrong?"

The eldest princess sat up, held the white cat in her arms, and walked slowly towards Yan Muyun barefoot. She stopped one step away and looked down at her.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was extremely gentle and charming, "Miss Yan San is right, and Sister Chan Er is also right. So who should I punish?"

Yan Mujun raised her head in astonishment, and met the charming willow-leaf eyes. The hairs on her body stood up.

What was in the eldest princess's eyes was not anger, nor murderous intent, but an exploration and plundering that left no one undetectable, which was more frightening than murderous intent.