Chapter Thirty: Ning Yu's Visit

  Suppressing his anger, Su Mu Jin again instructed Song Xiao to buy some things needed for the sacrifice, and just as they finished buying, the dark clouds in the sky pressed down layer by layer.

  The wind howled, tree branches were blown off by the strong gusts, dark clouds quickly turned into black clouds, and the streets that were just crowded with people rubbing shoulders and bumping into each other were suddenly empty.

  "Miss, it's going to rain heavily, let's hurry back!"

  The two temporarily rented a horse-drawn carriage, and just as they arrived at the Su residence, heavy rain started pouring down. Su Mu-jin followed behind Song Xiao with his head bowed, while the gatekeeper ran back to collect clothes, and another one also found a place to take shelter from the rain, but no one checked on Su Mu-jin.

  Su Mojin hid the painting in her bosom, afraid of getting it wet from the rain. She and Sheng Xiao quickly ran through the backyard to Jin Garden, only slowing down when they reached the covered corridor. Despite this, they still got rained on.

  Not yet at the main house, Qinshe hastily rushed up with a worried look on her face.

  "Miss..."

  "What's going on?"

  Qin Se was about to speak when Su Mu Jin saw Su Qing Yun walk out of the main house, wearing a dark-colored brocade robe.

  Su Qingyun's face was as calm as water, his expression stern and unsmiling, making him look very majestic. He gazed at Su Mu Jin, whose clothes were already soaked through, her hair disheveled and her hairpins slightly askew, with strands of wet hair clinging to her face, looking utterly bedraggled. His eyes grew even more somber.

  "Father..." Su Mochen knew that her current attire was again from sneaking out, and it was truly too shocking and unconventional. If she were to encounter someone with ill intentions, they would slander her for secretly meeting with someone, and she wouldn't be able to defend herself even if she spoke a hundred words. She bit her lip and refused to make any further excuses.

  Su Qingyun didn't say anything, and with a complex gaze, he looked at the incense burner, yellow paper, and gold ingots in Song Xiao's arms. His eyes dimmed, and the angry rebuke that had risen to his lips was swallowed back down.

  Looking at her daughter standing timidly in the corridor, not daring to get close, Su Qingyun let out a soft sigh and walked over with an umbrella through the rain, "In the future, if you need anything, just let Su Zongguan go out of the house to buy it. You are a young lady from a boudoir, although you are still young, but you should also be more cautious. What if you encounter bad people!"

  Su Mu Jin looked at Su Qing Yun and didn't see any anger, so she let out a sigh of relief. She gently took her father's arm and followed him into the house, "There are some things that I want to take care of myself."

  Su Qingyun's throat moved, but she didn't say anything more. After a moment of silence, he spoke in a low voice, "In the future, if you need to go out, Father will send a carriage and guards for you."

  Su Mo's eyes reddened and she pursed her lips without saying a word.

  Father received Confucius and Mencius' etiquette, most strict and proper, in his eyes right is right wrong is wrong, especially for a daughter's family should stay in the boudoir to cultivate flowers and grass, sew clothes and embroider, she disguised as a maid out of the house is simply unacceptable, but Father went against his own beliefs and tolerated her...

  She looked up at Su Qingyun, and under the plain oil-paper umbrella, his face showed an unusual tenderness. However, in Su Mu Jin's heart, there was endless worry! In the past when something happened to the Su family, it was during the spring exams. Now it was already early January, and February 9th would be the first exam of the spring exams. If not for this, she could have dealt with Liu slowly, but now time was running out, and this time she had to ensure that the Su family did not suffer any harm.

  So for now the most important thing is to fight for the right to control the supply of food and other necessities, and then use this power to supervise everyone in the government, absolutely cannot let the tragedy of past lives happen again!

  At this thought, Su Mu Jin's eyes suddenly turned cold.

  She gave a wink to let Shang Xiao guard the door, and Su Mu Jin lifted the curtain and followed her father into the house.

  "Go and change your clothes first, don't catch a cold again!"

  Su Mojin shook his head, his expression turned solemn, and took out his mother's painting from his pocket. He moved the tea set on the table away and slowly spread the painting on the round table.

  The moment the painting was opened, Su Qingyun's expression on his face slowly faded away. For a moment, he was dazed and stared at his wife with a gentle smile on the painting. His fingertips were trembling as he lightly stroked the person on the painting, and his eyes gradually floated up with a layer of mist.

  "Rou'er..."

  "Father!" Su Mochen spoke softly, seeing that Su Qingyun's eyes had regained their clarity before asking solemnly, "Father, do you know where this painting came from?"

  "This painting has been in the warehouse all along!" Su Qingyun listened to Su Mu Jin's words and knew that there must be something unusual about it. He suppressed his emotions, gently rolled up the painting, and as he did so, his expression gradually became more solemn. "Speak clearly."

  Su Mojin told her about what happened today when she went out of the house, excluding the part about the gambling den.

  Su Mojin spoke while looking at her father's expression.

  But he listened to it and didn't get angry, only a pair of black eyes became even darker, looking very frightening, the veins on his forehead bulged out, and his fists were clenched with a "cracking" sound.

  She was about to open her mouth to comfort him, but saw Su Qingyun punch a hole in the round table with one fist. This weak scholar actually punched a hole the size of his fist in the solid wood red lacquer round table.

  "Dad!"

  Su Mochen's face changed, and he quickly picked up his father's right hand. His fist was full of bloodstains, with fine wood shavings piercing the skin, and the joints were a blur of blood and flesh, which was very frightening. Su Mochen was in a hurry and shouted loudly at Sheng Xiao outside, "Sheng Xiao, bring the wound medicine quickly!"

  She had expected Father's reaction to be big, but she hadn't thought it would be this big. Su Mochen held Father's bloody hand and her eyes were red with heartache, tightly biting her lip. Seeing Shang Xiao bring the medicine box, she quickly took the tweezers and picked out the wood shavings. Her fingers trembled, but her movements were extremely gentle.

  "Father, I know you're angry and upset. You want to punish Liu's family according to the law, why do you have to humiliate yourself like this!"

  "Jin'er, Father is sorry to your mother!"

  Su Mojin bit her lip and remained silent.

  Mother's early death, Father is indeed to blame. He thought that taking concubines and not touching them was a way of showing consideration for Mother and protecting his wife, but women are all prone to jealousy, especially Mother who loved Father so deeply, watching him take one concubine after another, what kind of taste would she have in her heart!

  If it weren't for Mother's excessive worry and anxiety, how could she have died from a hemorrhage while giving birth to a clever child?

  Biting her lip, she gazed at her father with tears streaming down his face. Su Mu Jin's heart ached as she looked at him carefully, only to see that he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, his complexion pale and defeated, extremely disheartened.

  It was only an instant, his face turned cold again, he withdrew the palm of his hand that Su Mochen held in her hands, and hastily wrapped it with gauze for two rounds. "If I don't punish Liu today, what face will I have to see your mother in the underworld tomorrow?" He said, hastily tying a knot on his palm, his whole body emitting an icy aura, and rushed out of the rain curtain!

  Qin se and sheng xiao entered the house together to clean up, Su Mu Jin pressed her lips and stared at her father's distant figure for a long time without saying a word.

  "Miss......" Qinshe carefully looked at her face.

  "Why did Father come here today?"

  "It's said that the young master of Ning Wang Fu, Ning Shizi, heard that you fell into the water and has come to see you. The servant told the little maid who delivered the message that the young lady is not feeling well, so the old master came over personally to see you!"

  Peace! Glory!

  Su Mo's pupils suddenly contracted, and her eyes froze for an instant!