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  At this time, the sky had already darkened somewhat, and the road to Qingliang Mountain was rugged and bumpy. Therefore, Ming Xuan stayed in the mansion, while Pei Jingxun went alone to Baiyun An, seeking Yu Zhen Shitai's ability to escape from the world and protect the child born and raised in the underground palace.

  As for whether Yu Zhen Shitai is willing to break the tranquility and peace of the world, it depends on whether there is still a worldly attachment in her heart.

  If so, this would be a risk-free deal.

  The mistress is not yet sixty years old, her body is healthy and strong, she has always taken good care of herself, which is a sign of longevity. She will raise that child by her side, if in the future his identity and status are not recognized, it's just a matter of lifting a hand, saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, she is still the respected Eldest Princess of the Zhou Dynasty, living outside the imperial family but with her heart tied to her family. But if that child has a bright future ahead...

  Knowing Pei Jingchen was gone this time, she feared he wouldn't be back soon, so Ming Xuan also put the matter aside for now.

  Yan's mother came in and said, "The things from the Jade Washing Pavilion and the Pear Fragrance Courtyard, except for those pieces of furniture that couldn't be taken away, all the paintings and calligraphy were packed into boxes. The carriages we brought weren't enough, so the young master's wife sent another one. Everything was arranged in the warehouse on the west side, filling up almost half a room. When the princess has time, she can go count them."

  She smiled and said, "The second lady had originally moved out, but somehow heard the news that we were taking back the items from the Yu Jade Pavilion. She actually sent her servants to move out the things from the former prince's mansion and the tenth miss's courtyard as well. We only took books, letters, poems, and paintings, but the servants on the second lady's side were bold and also took many of the decorations in the study, which made the prince's wife very angry."

  The furniture and decorations in each house, if they were added later by individuals, are naturally considered private property of each house. However, the majority of them are items recorded in the warehouse, belonging to the public, and were not allocated to other houses during the division of property. They belong to the main house. Although they may not be worth much money, the women from the second wife's side took them away without even saying a word, which made the young master's wife feel suffocated.

  Dan Hong also laughed, "The second lady has always been the financial manager of the Hou Mansion, and her rewards are usually more generous than those of Lady Hou. How did she become so stingy after the separation? She's even taking advantage of such a small benefit, it doesn't seem like something the second lady would do."

  If they hadn't been instructed by their masters, those women wouldn't have dared to be so bold.

  Ming Xuan knew that Er Bomu Jian Shi's seal money, which was confiscated last time, had almost emptied her family's savings. She still had a daughter who hadn't married yet and had just given birth to a grandson. After moving out to start anew, everything required spending money. Perhaps she was living a bit frugally. Moreover, she was somewhat resentful that she had filled so many holes for the Hou Mansion in the past and felt that she had been taken advantage of during the division of property. That's why she went all out to try to get back every penny she could.

  In the past, one could buy a painting with tens of thousands of taels of silver, but now even several dozen taels is considered cheap. This is probably what they mean by the ups and downs of life.

  Yan's voice dropped to a whisper, "In the warehouse at the back of the Xiyu Pavilion, there are still 16 or 17 boxes of dowry from your marriage to Wang Ye. I took them out and put them in the second warehouse on the west side. Although they're all good things, leaving them in the palace might be a hindrance to our Wang Ye."

  She asked, "Your Highness, what should be done with this?"

  Ming Xuan used to rely on the betrothal gifts from Han Xiuzhi to exchange for silver and make ends meet during difficult times. She had also exchanged her embroidered screens and ancient books with Second Aunt for a large sum of silver, so she knew they were valuable items.

  But Madam Yan was right, these things are a bit sensitive and shouldn't be kept in the Anping Palace. It was fine before, but after Pei Jingxuan found out that he and Han Xiu were originally brothers, although he didn't say anything, Mingxuan could sense it, and his heart knot towards Han Xiu became even tighter. The couple lived harmoniously and lovingly, there's no need to harbor resentment over these small matters.

  So, she thought for a moment and said, "Let those clothes, ribbons, and the like be taken by each of you girls to keep as your own. The rest can be taken to the Jin Yi Brocade Workshop in the east of the city and exchanged with the owner for some slightly inferior ones. As the weather is warming up, it's time to make new clothes for the maids in the mansion. If there are still too many, they can be stored in the warehouse and brought out again next year to make clothes."

  The old lady nodded, "This is also feasible. However, the fabric is easy to dispose of, but those furniture and decorations, vases, jewelry, and so on are a bit more difficult to handle. After all, it's been several years, and they're not in style now. The jewelry stores don't accept these things either, and we can only take them to the pawnshop to exchange for money. But we don't lack silver to spend, and we can't bear to lose face like that. If we give them to the servants as a reward, it's absolutely impossible to be so generous."

  "She continued, 'Besides, some things have been marked, if the people of the Han Mansion see them, it will be embarrassing.'"

  "Ming Xuan hesitated for a moment, 'Tomorrow, if Auntie has time, please go to the southern suburbs on my behalf and see if He Gui's body is better. Also, ask him if he knows of any good business opportunities that are reliable. If he says there is, let him come over another day when he's free, I have something to instruct.'"

  She couldn't help but smile wryly, "Those things are already mine, and it's impossible to return them no matter what. Keeping them doesn't seem quite right either. They're hard to sell, and in Shengjing City, having these would be embarrassing. It's better to grind off the marks and take them to Jiangnan to sell, and with the silver we get, we can buy some land there without bringing it back to me. That way, we'll have another place to collect rent."

  The rent received, Ming Xuan also did not want it. At the Qingliang Temple, she and Gu Changping and Lu Shi each lit a longevity lamp for Yuan Fei and the real Ming Xuan, to worship and pray, hoping that this family, which had been thoroughly sacrificed in the struggle for power, would be reborn into good families if they had another life. She used to be an atheist, but since experiencing the transmigration, she believed in these things.

  If there's still more left over, then it would be best to use it for charitable purposes at the Qingliang Temple, after all, the goal is to spend the money in a way that will bring her peace of mind.

  As for Han Xiuzhi...

  In Ming Xuan's mind, a small, exquisitely crafted box flashed by, and for some reason, the panic, fear, and terror in her heart had vanished.

  She shook her head slightly, thinking to herself that no matter what Han Xiou did, he had nothing to do with her anymore. Even if the tragedy hadn't happened in the first place, Han Xiou might not be as useless as she thought, but what difference would it make? The disaster and pain had already occurred, and she was no longer the same Ming Xuan from before. Even if it were just a misunderstanding, how could that change the harm Han Xiou's self-righteousness had caused to Ming Xuan?

  It can't be turned back, and there's no way to turn back anyway. Just let go thoroughly, it's good for everyone.

  As for whether Han Xi is a reincarnator or not, it's actually not important to her at all, right?

  A butterfly flaps its wings in the Amazon rainforest, who can predict that it will cause a hurricane in the United States? She is no longer the former Ming Xuan, what Han Xiu has experienced, it is impossible to remain unchanged. The Butterfly Effect, a small detail changes, but the impact is far-reaching and unpredictable. Ming Xuan speculates, perhaps the wheel of history still rolls forward according to the events that Han Xi has experienced, but there will always be some differences.

  At least in this part of her life, her fate is still in her own hands.

  Otherwise, there would be no Korean repair today.

  Ming Xuan smiled and let Yan Niang and Dan Hong both retreat to rest, only leaving a small maid of the third rank outside the door to wait for instructions. She herself reopened the wooden box that had been hidden away, took out the letter paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the tripod furnace where Ning Shen incense was burning. Through the carved flower lattice gaps, she watched as the ball of paper got smaller and smaller until it turned to ashes.

  Those two strands of hair entwined together soon accompanied that letter, going through the same fate.

  Ming Xuan held the jade orchid hairpin with its buds about to bloom in her hand for a long time, several times wanting to throw it into the cauldron together, but finally couldn't bear to do so.

  She let out a soft sigh and put the hairpin back in its box. In her heart, she thought that everyone has their own memories, although Ming Huan was gone, but the memories that belonged to her, she didn't have the right to erase them all at once. No matter how Han Xiu would end up treating her, there were still happy days between them, and if she didn't leave anything for her, it would be too cruel.

  This box and hairpin should be placed with those books, paintings, and ancient books, they belong to Ming Xuan from the past.

  After making this decision, Ming Xuan felt a huge stone in her heart quietly falling down, and she felt much lighter. She only felt that many things that used to be tangled up before were now suddenly clear. Next time when she met Han Xiuxiu again, even if they faced each other, she could still remain calm. Because, she had completely let go.

  Pei Jingchen didn't return to the Wang Manor until the early morning of the second day.

  Ming Xuan was awakened by his movements and saw that he was covered in dust, but there was a smile on his face, so she knew that the matter had been settled.

  As expected, Pei Jingchen said with a smile, "The master was initially hesitant, but after hearing that the child's life was in danger, she reluctantly agreed. I accompanied the master to the Jian'an Marquis' mansion and met Liang Kun together. The Jian'an Marquis was not as difficult to persuade as imagined, he agreed very readily. After nightfall, he used the excuse of having news from Lin Nan to enter the palace directly, everything went according to plan, very smoothly. At midnight, the child was brought out. I accompanied the master back to the White Cloud Temple and personally saw the master treat the child. The master said that the child was fine now, so I rushed back."

  He gazed at Ming Xuan with a hint of depth in his eyes, "Before I left, the child woke up. He looks exactly like His Majesty, especially those eyes, they're identical!"

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