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  Dan Hong's temperament is not as calm as Xue Su's, but she is also not a person who is easily startled.

  Ming Xuan felt a bad premonition in her heart as soon as she saw him. She asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

  Dan Hong's face was filled with anxiety and a hint of anger, she took a few deep breaths and said "I was sent by the young lady to deliver new pastries to Old Lady An Taiyuan, coincidentally I met Stewardess Yin returning from Qingliang Temple, I saw that her complexion didn't look good, so I asked a question, who would have thought...who would have thought..."

  She looked at Ming Huan's face with caution and said with some difficulty, "Last night, Qingliang Temple was robbed, and several Chan halls in the temple were stolen, with heavy losses. This is tolerable. What's infuriating is that in the Jinglian Hall, we offered the longevity lamp and longevity plaque of the Third Madam, because the plaque was inlaid with a piece of sheep fat white jade, those thieves didn't even spare this. The longevity plaque of the Third Madam... is also gone!"

  Ming Xuan was taken aback, she narrowed her eyes and asked "What did you say?"

  Dan Hong stomped her foot in a rage, "The longevity plaque of the three madams that we enshrined at Jinglian Hall is gone! Strict Auntie said that the longevity plaque cannot be lost, now someone has to hurry and recreate one. Later, Miss will have to personally go to Qingliang Temple to return the plaque."

  The Qingliang Temple is thriving, and the thief has an evil intention for the incense money, which can still be said to be passable. However, in order to steal someone else's plaque for a piece of sheep fat jade, it's quite unbelievable.

  Ming Xuan didn't know why, but a figure with a strong murderous aura suddenly flashed in her mind. Her lips trembled slightly, and she almost confirmed that this was another one of Han Zheng's tricks. She had expected it earlier, knowing that Han Xiu wouldn't just sit back and watch her marry into the Pei family without doing anything. Therefore, she locked herself indoors, not giving him any opportunity to threaten or coerce her.

  But she didn't expect that in order to force her out, he would actually do such a despicable thing.

  At this time, Hong Tao hurriedly came to invite Ming Xuan to go to An Tai Yuan. Ming Xuan did not dare to be slow and hastily followed him over.

  Madam Zhu didn't seem to suspect Han Xiu. Recently, there have been several cases of theft in the mansions of Jing City. She just didn't expect someone to be so bold as to put their dirty hands on the Buddha's head, so she couldn't help but feel some anger and resentment. When she saw Ming Xuan, she comforted her for a few words, then let Yanyan take out a package wrapped in red cloth from the storage room at the back of the house.

  She gently untied the cloth knot. It was a piece of purple sandalwood plaque that had been carved, with a base inlaid with jade and white jade, looking very luxurious. She said softly to Ming Xuan, "This was originally prepared by my grandmother for myself, but I'll give it to Mother first."

  Ming Xuan's heart was shocked. Knowing that many elderly nobles in the capital had long prepared their own funeral coffins and spirit tablets, all made of the finest materials, she hastily refused, saying "Grandmother's treasured possessions should be kept. I'll send someone to find the best wood for my mother to make another one!"

  She knew that the ancients attached great importance to these posthumous honors, and this ancestral tablet was definitely her favorite. It was meant to be placed in the ancestral hall after Grandma's passing. Taking it away would be somewhat unbearable, not to mention that only her mother's longevity tablet was enshrined inside the Qingliang Temple's Jinglian Hall. Ordinary nanmu wood would have been sufficient; this purple sandalwood was too precious. If Eldest Aunt were to find out, it would inevitably lead to more trouble.

  Madam Zhu shook her head, "Mother's matter can't be delayed, Grandmother is still fine now, this thing can be searched for slowly later. Xuan sister, this thing is my private property, it has nothing to do with the public, take it and don't have any burden, also don't worry about Eldest Aunt having thoughts."

  She pointed to the blank space in the middle of the plaque and smiled slightly, saying "Grandmother has ready-made gold paint here, good words, let's write a couplet for Mother right here. Hurry up and don't be late, after writing it, personally send it to Qingliang Temple to ensure its safety, then burn incense to comfort Mother's spirit in heaven, so she won't be frightened."

  Ming Xuan bit her lip, although she thought this must be Han Xiuyou luring her out, but the ancestral tablet was something that had to be placed personally. She wanted to tell her suspicions to her grandmother, but after thinking about it, even if her grandmother knew, she couldn't stop anything, and would only worry for nothing.

  She was at her wit's end and had no choice but to take things one step at a time.

  Yan took out gold paint and ink, and somehow found some sample templates.

  Ming Xuan then wrote on the purple sandalwood tablet "The spirit of my late mother, Gu Men Lu Shi" and other words. After the gold lacquer dried, she wrapped it in red cloth again and tied it up. She held it in her arms and brought Yan Niangniang and Dan Hong onto the carriage, heading straight to Qingliang Temple.

  The mountain road was rugged and bumpy, the horse carriage jolted all the way, her mood also fluctuated unpredictably, just like riding a roller coaster, tense and nervous to no end.

  Han Xi was like a sticky rice flour that couldn't be washed away, and she was entangled with him like a nightmare. But back then, he had resolutely torn up the marriage contract! Looking at his relentless pursuit, it seemed that he must have had deep feelings for the original owner of this body. If he had made a different choice back then, would the original Ming Huan still be alive? Perhaps... perhaps he could really get what he wanted and create a beautiful love story.

  But she was no longer the former Ming Xuan, she miraculously obtained Ming Xuan's body, but never had her memories. Han Xiuying was just a stranger to her, his actions made her disgusted with this stranger, she couldn't even have good feelings for him, let alone any emotions, so every time he approached her, it was a kind of terrifying torture for her.

  She resisted, so she retreated even further.

  The horse's hooves slowed down, and Ming Xuan slightly lifted the curtain to see several carriages stopped at the back door of Qingliang Temple. She frowned and asked in a low voice, "Besides my mother, are there any other families affected?"

  Yan's mother nodded and said, "The Longsheng plaques in the Jinglian Hall are all from the wives and daughters of several noble families. I heard that apart from our family's third madam, there is also the old lady of the Zhongshun Hou Mansion and the third young lady of the Anxian Hou Mansion. The horse-drawn carriages parked at the temple gate must be theirs."

  She furrowed her brow and said, "The carriages are all blocked at the entrance, it seems that Miss Qi also needs to get off and walk in today. Fortunately, Jinglian Hall is not far from the entrance, although those two families are not familiar with each other, they can't be considered strangers either."

  Ming Xuan nodded "Uh-huh."

  Yuan Jie also married in June, and her husband was the second son of the Zhongshun Marquis's estate, Meng Guangting. As for An Xianhou... The wife of the heir of An Xianhou was the youngest daughter of Minister Pei, and she had met her once when the wife of the heir of Zhen Guo Gong came to see her. In fact, they didn't count as strangers.

  Ming Xuan carefully held the memorial tablet in her hands as she got off the car, with Yan Laolao and Dan Hong attending to her on either side. Several other servant women followed closely behind, and they made their way to Jinglian Hall without looking around. Occasionally, someone would recognize Ming Xuan and, at Yan Laolao's prompting, pay their respects and ask after her well-being.

  After she had re-enshrined the Longevity Position in the Jinglian Hall and offered incense, she was reluctant to stay in the Qingliang Temple for long. She said to Sheng Jiang, "The ceremony is over, let's go back to the mansion to put grandmother at ease."

  The old lady nodded "The old madam also instructed us to go early and return early."

  As soon as they moved into the backyard, a strange voice suddenly called out, "Is it the Seventh Young Lady of Yongning Marquis Manor?"

  Ming Xuan turned around and saw a familiar-looking nanny, her heart became vigilant, and her eyes were cast on Yan Nanny with some pleading.

  Yan's nanny didn't understand the situation, but she had been serving the old lady for a long time and had some experience in guessing people's intentions. She sensed Ming Xuan's resistance to the current nanny and replied with a slightly harder tone, "I don't know which household this nanny is from?"

  The old woman smiled and said, "I am Liu, a servant of the wife of the son of Duke An Xian. The wife of the son heard that Seventh Miss had also come to Qingliang Temple, so she wanted to invite Seventh Miss over for a chat."

  Her tone was slightly hesitant, and a smile of interest appeared on her face. "We'll be one family soon, the young master's wife has something to say to Seventh Miss, she's waiting at the front pavilion, please grant her an audience."

  Ming Xuan was somewhat embarrassed for a moment, she wasn't quite sure if the auntie in front of her who smiled with deep meaning was really the personal maid of Madame An Xian Hou's son. If so, she absolutely couldn't rashly refuse like this.

  No matter what kind of wolf's lair or tiger's den the Pei family is, and no matter how deep and complex Pei Jingchen's mind is, compared to Han Xiu, they are nothing. She has now made up her mind not to miss this opportunity for marriage again, so naturally she cannot afford to offend the lady of the Pei household before even entering their door.

  She thought for a moment, then nodded slightly and smiled faintly. "Then I'll trouble Liu Ayi to lead the way."

  Ming Xuan, Yan Niang and Dan Hong followed Liu Niang's back to the pavilion she pointed at, but as they walked, they felt something was off. The pavilion looked very close, but no matter how long they walked, they couldn't seem to reach it.

  She looked around, suddenly seeing the pharmacy where she first met Pei Jingchen not far ahead. She was startled and immediately stopped in her tracks, her face filled with anger as she shouted "Liu Ayi, this is clearly the back mountain of Qingliang Temple. You said that Madame An Xianhou had something to say to me, where is she? Where are you taking us?"

  When Liu saw that Ming Xuan had seen through her, she turned back and gave him a strange smile. She didn't say anything, but suddenly quickened her pace and flashed into the nearby mountain forest, disappearing instantly.

  Yan's aunt was shocked by this sudden change and hastily asked, "Seventh Miss, what's going on? Is someone intentionally leading us here?"

  Dan Hong seemed to understand something, the last time she and Xue Su were tied up and thrown into the warehouse, it still made her heart palpitate, this sudden encounter with such a change, she felt vaguely afraid that something was going to happen again.

  As expected, she didn't even have time to explain anything to Yan Laolao when suddenly a faint sound of footsteps came from behind her. In an instant, her body went limp and fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

  Ming Xuan watched as Dan Hong and Yan were carried away by people wearing green clothes, her face suddenly turned pale with anger and fear of the unknown fate. Her body shook violently, even her lips trembled "Han Xiuxiu, what do you want to do?"

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