Too high to reach

Chapter 287 Ups and Downs
If this person wasn't trying to destroy his spirit.

Instead, if you kill someone directly, the ink pattern will disappear...

Thinking of this, Mo Yi felt a chill run down her spine. So life and death were decided in the blink of an eye by these people?
She was caught in this emotion...

Li Jing had experienced the tragic deaths of his loved ones. And during his military campaigns, wasn't every battle a scene of carnage and bloodshed?
Faced with such a situation, although he was not indifferent, he could not find the right words to comfort Mo Yi.

He had no choice but to find another topic, "What is Mo Yuan up to in the East Palace?" His tone was not very good.

Although Mo Yi also disliked Mo Yuan and even expressed her intention to break ties with her in front of Li Jing, well... the face of one's own sister is one's own face.

Since things have already come to this, I can't keep talking badly about my sisters in front of him...

After a moment's thought, she changed the subject: "I've met that Consort Zhang a few times before. I didn't provoke her, but she never gave me a friendly look, acting as if I were superior to her. It was as if my presence in front of her was an insult to her."

As a result, I managed to reply. You see, she doesn't even respect the Crown Princess, yet she got the short end of the stick with me. She might just take her anger out on Mo Yuan.”

"Hmph! Just bored..." Li Jing snorted.

"Your Highness..." Mo Yi became worried again, leaning closer to Li Jing: "Won't Mo Yuan be in trouble now that she knows this secret? What if she's silenced? Or framed, dragging the Mo family down with her..."

Li Jing found it amusing: "Back then... when I married you, I hoped to have a princess from a simple family background, without so many entanglements of interests and family connections. But I never expected that there would be even more problems!"

Mo Yi softened her stance appropriately, pressing her face against his neck, "So, do you regret it?"

"Yes, I regret it. Is there anything I can do?"

"Being the princess consort of the wise and mighty Prince Qi is no easy task!" Mo Yi said, unusually coquettishly.

Li Jing felt a little fluffy inside, so she hugged Mo Yi and let her sit on her lap.

Aside from the fact that they were in bed, this behavior was a rare display of intimacy for Li Jing.

He felt his face flush slightly. "Your Highness Prince Qi isn't omnipotent. We can only take things one step at a time. Who knows what might happen?"

……

Mo Yi didn't rush to see Mo Wen because she didn't know how to talk to her.

So he stayed home, took care of all the things Zhao Mama had left him, and then went out to the shop.

Yunniang has moved to the small courtyard in the south city and officially started working in the shop.

She was busy at the shop during the day, and could also chat with the Ji sisters when she returned home at night, making the shop run more smoothly.

When Mo Yi arrived, seeing that there were guests, she went straight upstairs.

Have someone bring out the account books to look at.

There's a book specifically for recording major clients. Looking through them one by one, wow, Little Consort Dong's spending is as extravagant as ever… silver notes, and from the same silver shop…

I'll have to ask the prince later.

Having spent so much money, I should get her something new and interesting...

Just then, Mo Ruhai arrived...

“Father.” Mo Yi stood up.

Mo Ruhai's expression was also not good. "Father took a break from his work and came to check on the shop. I heard you were here. Yi Yi... any new news from your sister?"

Mo Yi pulled him aside, thought for a moment, and decided not to say anything. "My sister is recovering very well. She can get out of bed and do whatever she wants. My brother-in-law also came back to see her. Don't worry."

Mo Ruhai sat there and sighed deeply. "I always thought she was very strong. Just like your mother... nothing to be afraid of. I never expected something like this to happen. Yi Yi, from now on, you have to be careful in everything you do. Your old man can't bear any accidents." His eyes reddened as he finished speaking.

"Father," Mo Yi sat down next to him, "has the Song family been settled yet?"

"Oh, everything's settled. They bought a small courtyard with three main rooms, two rooms each in the east and west wings, and two rooms in the south wing. They're all quite tidy. We'll move in first and then tidy things up slowly. He reserved a main room for Old Song and his wife, and gave the east wing to his two younger brothers. Song Jiaxing has saved up some money, and it's time for him to get married."

"They're living a prosperous life, aren't they happy?"

"Of course I'm happy. Old Song and his wife cried when they saw me... Oh, Yi Yi, don't tell anyone about this when you get home. Your mother doesn't know yet! There are other servants in the house, and it wouldn't be good if they started comparing themselves to each other."

"it is good."

“There’s something else. Father originally planned to send him to collect the materials when the Song family returned, since he has experience on the road. However, I heard that after he wrote down the documents, he gave them to Mr. Yang, who serves the Prince.”

Mr. Yang was very satisfied after reading it. He felt that the man was a jack-of-all-trades, knowing almost everything from planting crops to harvesting, storing, transporting, taxing, and the distribution of granaries, including their construction, as well as imperial policies.

The prince doesn't actually have anyone like that at his disposal. Mr. Yang's idea is to recommend him to the prince so he can stay and work by the prince's side.

"This is a good thing." "Yes!" Mo Ruhai's face also showed approval. "If he can stay by the Prince's side as an advisor, he will really be successful!"

Mo Yi nodded: "This is also the reward for his hard work in supporting our family's real estate business over the years."

"Isn't that right? It's a good thing he went. Were we going to rely on your third uncle? Humph! You don't know how arrogant he's been lately! He dresses impeccably and goes out to eat and drink all day long. Your eldest uncle has called him several times to talk to him. Look at him, he's not as obedient as before. In my opinion, if we move over there, he'll be even more smug than your third aunt! Nobody will be able to control him then!" Mo Ruhai was very dissatisfied.

Mo Yi shook his head; this was indeed a problem.

"How's Mom?"

"I've been lying in bed for a few days and we've called a doctor. In my opinion, it would be more effective for your aunt to come and help."

"Father, let me take you home."

The father and daughter were about to get into their car when a man approached from the roadside, holding a letter in both hands. "Madam, this letter is for you!"

"Who are you?" Mo Ruhai grabbed Mo Yi and looked at the newcomer warily. "I am her father. What do you have to say to me?"

The man gave a wry smile and said in a low voice, "My master wants the princess to see it for herself."

Mo Yi suddenly realized something. "Dad, just look at the letter!"

Mo Ruhai snatched the letter, opened it himself, saw that it was indeed just a letter, didn't read the contents, and handed it directly to Mo Yi.

Mo Yi quickly read the two lines of text, nodded, and said, "Tell your master it's okay." Then she handed the letter back.

The man received the letter and ran away.

"Yi Yi, who is he?"

"Don't worry, it's alright."

"Daughter, you mustn't hide anything from your father. Even things that are inconvenient to tell the Prince, you must tell your father! There are many bad people outside."

"I understand! Father, is Uncle satisfied with the marriage proposal from the Zhou family?"

“Your uncle has met Master Zhou and doesn’t like him much!” Mo Ruhai said dismissively.

Mo Yi suppressed a laugh, escorted her father home, and went to see Wang Shi first.

Wang was lounging in her room, wearing a headband, her face sallow, as if she had aged several years in an instant.

"Yi Yi! Is there any news?" She became excited again when she saw Mo Yi arrive.

Judging from her expression, Mo Wen probably didn't tell her the truth.

“Mother, the news is still the same. Don’t get so agitated! Look at your face…” Mo Yi sat down next to Wang Shi. “No matter what, the child is gone. Now is the time when my sister needs you the most, but what are you doing? You’re either crying and wailing or making a mess of things. What good does this do for my sister?”

Mo Yi now exudes confidence; her attitude and words are quite assertive.

Madam Wang sighed, "I know you're right, but I'm not reconciled. Your sister has a son and a daughter, and she's doing well. But now, all her hopes are dashed. The pressure will be too much for her from now on."

"You're always saying things like that to her, that's why she's under so much pressure! Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You should take care of yourself first! Don't collapse before anything else happens."

Mo Yi was too lazy to say anything more and turned to leave.

Wang was still unconvinced, muttering to Mo Yi's retreating figure, "A mother's heart is so different from a sister's! Humph, you'll understand when you have children of your own. Sigh..."

When Mo Yi came out, her aunt was waiting for her in the living room. "Aunt."

"Your Majesty," Madam Zhuang invited Mo Yi to sit down and brought up the Zhou family's affairs, "...everything is almost settled. Fortunately, the Song family brought back some money. Your father even took out the third branch's share and added some more...the betrothal gifts are not bad at all. Getting a wife for Fan-ge'er has become a joint effort between our two families."

"Of course, I'll find some nice things to send him later. Aunt, could you please keep an eye on my mother? She doesn't look well."

"Okay, don't worry. Sigh, Wenwen is pitiful too."

After exchanging a few casual words, Mo Yi went out.

The carriage had gone a short distance when she called for it to stop.

"I'm going to the teahouse. Xiangye, come with me. Hongyan, you wait in the carriage."

Without offering any further explanation, she got out of the car and took Xiangye into the teahouse.

Hongyan felt a little strange, but didn't say anything.

Mo Yi followed the waiter upstairs.

The door to the private room upstairs was open, and Liang You was sitting at the round table...