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

Yan Mujun's smile froze on her face. She glared at Yan Muxi in annoyance, then smiled again and looked at Minghui.

"Sir, when do we start learning witchcraft?"

There is no master who doesn't like a studious apprentice. Minghui's smile was more sincere. "Don't worry, take your time! I won't go back to Jiangnan until Man'er recovers. There's plenty of time."

In the following days, Yan Muyun stayed in Jinyu Garden every day except for a few hours of sleep.

In order to save time running back and forth, Minghui checked out of the inn outside and stayed overnight at Jinyuyuan.

Maybe because they studied too hard, Yan Muyun lost a lot of weight, while Yan Muxi became fatter.

After steaming the cake, under Yan Muyun's oral command, the small kitchen made shachima and snow meiniang. After setting up the oven, they made biscuits and toast of various flavors.

Yan Muxi eats so much every day that it would be strange if she wasn't round. Fortunately, she has grown a little taller. She was shorter than Yan Muyun before the New Year, but now she is almost as tall as her.

After a few days of recovery, Qian Manman's legs regained some strength and she could walk slowly around the house on her own. Her complexion also improved a little, but she was still not as good as before, and there were many more wrinkles on her face that would never go away.

Mother Liu didn't even dare let her look in the mirror. If Qian Manman knew what she looked like now, she would probably cry again.

Yan Yongchen would come to Manweiyuan and stay there for most of the hour every day, doing nothing but chatting with Qian Manman.

Unlike Qian Manman, whose condition was getting better every day, Yan Yongchen's complexion was getting worse day by day, and he had also lost a lot of weight.

After taking the pulse in the evening, Yan Muxi and Minghui returned to Jinyuyuan together.

After returning to the house and sending everyone away, Yan Muxi lowered her voice and asked Minghui, "Aunt Ming, what did you do to Dad?"

Minghui did not deny it. "Your father has a Gu master around him. I thought he would not succeed. Now it seems that he is just so-so."

Yan Muxi pulled Minghui up and walked out, "Aunt Ming, you should leave the house and return to Jiangnan immediately. Don't come back to Luodu City for the time being if you have nothing else to do."

Minghui shook her hand off, "I won't leave! Your mother hasn't recovered yet, and my new disciple has just started. I will stay in Luodu and won't go anywhere."

Yan Muxi said anxiously: "Father is ruthless. If he knew you were plotting against him, he would definitely not let you go. Do you know who Yan Da is beside Father?"

"The number one swordsman in the martial arts world fifteen years ago." Minghui sat down at the round table, picked up the teapot and poured two glasses of water, not looking anxious at all.

"You still dare to plot against me when you know the truth?" Yan Muxi suddenly realized, "Could it be that Aunt Ming has someone to rely on?"

Minghui shook her head. "No, I always do things according to my heart and never rely on anyone."

Yan Muxi was stunned. How dare he scheme against others without any support? Was it because he was lucky?

She tried to pull Minghui again, "No, I'll get you out of the city right away."

Minghui chuckled, stood up and pushed her to sit on a round stool beside her. "Don't worry, this is not the first time I have plotted against your father. If your evil father wanted to settle accounts with me, he would have done it long ago. It wouldn't matter if it happened this time."

In fact, Minghui had already attacked Yan Yongchen after Yan Muxi went missing, using an extremely vicious heart-eating poison, which was intended to make Yan Yongchen suffer and then go to hell.

Although Yan Yongchen did not die later, he must have suffered some pain and torture.

Minghui didn't know how Yan Yongchen cured the poison, but she was sure that he knew it was her who was behind the plot.

At that time, Minghui had even arranged her funeral, but in the end Yan Yongchen did nothing for her.

Later, Minghui tried a few more times, sometimes succeeding and sometimes failing, but Yan Yongchen always ignored her.

After many experiences, Minghui came to the conclusion that Yan Yongchen only cared about his official position, and as long as his official career was not blocked, taking half of his life would not matter.

Yan Muxi had been terrified for half a month, but when she saw that Yan Yongchen had not done anything to harm Minghui, she felt relieved.

She didn't have much time to wonder. After the Crown Prince and Prince Rui proposed marriage, Prince Rong's Mansion also proposed marriage.

The list of betrothal gifts was entirely drawn up by the Ministry of Rites. Emperor Yuanjing, mindful that Prince Rong had only one son, allowed Prince Rong's wedding to be held in accordance with the standards for a prince.

Sixty-eight sets of betrothal gifts were carried into the Yan Mansion, and the narrow and cramped courtyard was filled to the brim, making it look even smaller.

The betrothal gifts had just been sorted and put into storage when the betrothal gifts for the Crown Prince's concubine were also carried into the palace.

Because she was a concubine, the betrothal gift could only be half of that of a principal wife. Even the betrothal gift of the thirty-eighth wife took up half of the mansion.

Yan Muxi and Yu Wantai's wedding date was set for the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month, while Yan Muqing and Gu Yuelan entered the Eastern Palace on the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month.

After nightfall, Su lay on the bed, sighing and feeling unhappy.

Mother Qu came in and turned off the lights, and advised: "Madam, don't worry too much. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has Miss in his heart and will definitely treat Miss sincerely."

Su was not comforted. "Men don't have much sincerity to begin with. The prince is the heir to the throne, and there will be more and more women in the East Palace every day. How can that little sincerity be shared?"

There are five women in the mansion, and the attention her husband gives her is pitifully small. In the future, her daughter will have to share her husband's love with dozens of women, and the love she gets will be even less.

"Have you been to Yaqingyuan to check? Is Sister Qing in so much pain that she can't sleep today?"

"Madam, don't worry. Aunt Yin used less force when beating her yesterday. The young lady's skin is too delicate. Even though it looks scary, it won't hurt her bones. She will only feel pain for a day at most and then she will be fine."

Su sighed. Even if the bamboo stick hit the skin and flesh without hurting the tendons and bones, it was still very painful.

But no matter how much she felt sorry for her daughter, she couldn't be soft-hearted. The Eastern Palace was different from the mansion. If her daughter didn't learn her lesson and continued to act rashly in the future like she did now, she would definitely be devoured without leaving even a bone.

At that time, in Junlan Garden, Aunt Ge waited for nearly two hours before she waited for Yan Muyun to sneak back to the room.

A dark shadow suddenly flashed in the darkness. Yan Muyun covered her chest tightly and almost screamed.

"Mother~, servants are scary!"

Because she had waited for too long, Aunt Ge had lost her temper and could only complain, "A girl comes back to the courtyard so late at night, and you still have the nerve to blame me? Sister Yun, tell me honestly, what have you been doing running to Jinyu Garden day and night these days?"

Yan Muyun lit the candle and lay on the bed with her arms and legs spread out. "Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Second sister likes the food I prepare. I thought that Second sister will get married soon, so I thought of making more dishes for her."

Hearing her daughter's voice getting softer and softer, Aunt Ge moved closer to take a look and found that she had closed her eyes and fallen asleep.