The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

Chapter 150 Duanmu Jin's Hatred

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the house through the thin curtains, casting a soft glow over the room.

Xing Xuanli woke up slowly, and Yun Mohan said softly, "Li'er, wake up."

Xing Xuanli blinked, adjusting to the light, and said coquettishly, "It's all your fault for hugging me too tightly last night. I didn't sleep well."

Yun Mohan smiled dotingly: "That's because I can't bear to let go."

Xing Xuanli blushed and punched his chest lightly: "You are the only one who can say sweet words."

Yun Mohan took her hand and kissed it softly on his lips: "I'm speaking from the heart."

As the two were being affectionate, two children's voices interrupted their thoughts.

"Daddy, Mommy, you guys are sleeping in again. The sun is shining on your butts."

"That's right, we are all hungry!"

Yun Mohan pinched the two children's cheeks and said, "Those who practice Taoism must learn to practice fasting."

The two children pouted, their little faces full of dissatisfaction.

Little Mu Han said, "Daddy, fasting is so boring. We are still young."

Xiao Kexin also agreed: "That's right, Daddy, we are in the period of growth."

Xiao Kexin said, "Besides, Daddy, we have only reached the Foundation Establishment stage. It is too early to practice fasting."

Yun Mohan poked her forehead lightly: "You little brat, you only know how to make excuses."

Little Kexin stuck out her tongue playfully, took her brother's hand and said, "Brother, look at Daddy, he always scolds me."

Little Mu Han said seriously, "Sister, Daddy is doing this for our own good, but we are still young, so we can take our time with the fasting."

Yun Mohan looked at his sensible son and quirky daughter, shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were full of love.

Xing Xuanli interrupted the interaction between father and daughter: "Okay, let's go to the dining hall to eat."

Everyone nodded and walked towards the dining hall. Inside the dining hall, the tables were already filled with exquisite dishes.

Yun Mohan pulled Xing Xuanli to sit down, and the children also sat beside them obediently. The family happily began to enjoy breakfast, and a warm atmosphere filled the entire dining hall.

People who practice Taoism focus on spiritual energy, and there are all kinds of spiritual food on the table.

There are spiritual bamboo shoots that emit a faint green light, which are said to enhance spiritual perception after consumption; there are also crystal clear spiritual rice, each grain of which contains rich spiritual energy; and there is also the fine wine brewed from spiritual fruits, which is mellow and fragrant and makes people feel intoxicated.

Yun Mohan smiled and picked up a piece of bamboo shoots for Xing Xuanli: "Li'er, eat more."

Xing Xuanli smiled gently: "Don't just think about me."

The two children ate with relish and enjoyed themselves very much.

The family enjoyed a warm moment with this delicious food full of spiritual energy.

Just like that, Xing Xuanli slowly said, "Han, I want to go back to the Duanmu family at the hour of Mao today."

Yun Mohan paused as he picked up some food, frowning slightly: "Li'er, why did you suddenly want to go back to the Duanmu family?"

Xing Xuanli sighed softly: "There are some things about mother that I want to ask."

Yun Mohan pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll accompany you."

Xing Xuanli shook her head: "No need, I can do it myself."

Yun Mohan held her hand, his eyes firm: "No, I don't trust you to go alone."

Xing Xuanli looked at his concerned eyes, her heart warmed, and she no longer refused.

At this time, the Duanmu Mansion was filled with solemnity. The servants in the mansion were all in a hurry, as if they were busy with something important.

Duanmu Jin, the head of the Duanmu family, sat in the study with a gloomy expression. The desk in front of him was piled with various documents.

A servant came to Duanmu Jin's study and knocked gently on the door. "Master, there is a letter for you."

Duanmu Jin frowned and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The servant walked into the study cautiously and handed the letter to Duanmu Jin. Duanmu Jin took the letter, opened it, and read it.

After reading the letter, Duanmu Jin's face instantly darkened. Seeing Xing Xuanli's face reminded him of Xing Lanyue. How could he not hate her?

When Xing Lanyue appeared, he thought that he would be envied by all the men in the Xiuxian Continent.

But who would have thought that Xing Lanyue had a cold personality and was always distant towards him. He tried his best to please her, but he could never truly enter her heart.

Duanmu Jin's self-esteem was eroded by repeated setbacks, and the love in his heart gradually twisted into resentment.

"How am I, Duanmu Jin, not worthy of you?" He once roared in the lonely night.

However, all he got in response was the cold moonlight and the silent night sky.

Xing Lanyue's daughter Xing Xuanli had long since severed ties with the Duanmu Mansion.

Now that he has come back, it must be because of Xing Lanyue’s matter. I wonder whose face Xing Xuanli resembles.

Now that he has come back, it must be because of Xing Lanyue’s matter. I wonder whose face Xing Xuanli resembles.

Duanmu Jin narrowed his eyes, trying to recall, but he couldn't recall. Those eyes seemed to carry a bit of Xing Lanyue's coldness, yet also a bloodthirsty allure.

At a glance, "Hmph, cough cough cough, push him away. You have oral class, okay, TT, come and see if you have time. Cry, cry, and don't follow the rules. Don't even think about causing trouble in Duanmu Mansion this time." Duanmu Jin said to himself.

He turned and walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and scribbled on the paper, as if to vent all the frustration in his heart.

The ink on the paper was splattered, and the handwriting was crooked and irregular. Duanmu Jin's breathing was rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

At this time, Madam Duanmu walked in. Seeing this scene, she sighed softly: "Master, don't be so angry. It will hurt your health."

Duanmu Jin threw his pen to the ground. "This rebellious girl chose to come back at this time, it must be because of her biological mother!"

Madam Duanmu stepped forward, picked up the pen on the ground, and said softly, "Master, don't be anxious. Even if she came here for this matter, as long as we deal with it properly, she may not succeed."

Duanmu Jin stared with his eyes wide open and clenched his fists: "She must not know the truth about what happened back then!"

Madam Duanmu's eyes flickered as she said, "Don't worry, Master. I will take care of everything for you."

Duanmu Jin took a deep breath and sat down slowly: "I hope so, otherwise the Duanmu family will be in danger."

At this time, at the Prince Regent's Mansion, Xing Xuanli had prepared everything and was about to return to the Duanmu Mansion. Yun Mohan saw her off to the door and instructed An San to protect Xing Xuanli.

"Li'er, be careful. If there is any danger, make sure An San protects you." Yun Mohan looked worried and held Xing Xuanli's hand tightly.

Xing Xuanli nodded gently and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself."

Yun Mohan was still worried, and warned An San: "An San, if anything happens to the princess, you will be held responsible!"

An San knelt on one knee and said solemnly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will definitely fulfill my mission!"

Xing Xuanli got on the carriage, lifted the curtain, and took one last look at Yun Mohan: "Wait for me to come back."

Yun Mohan watched the carriage go farther and farther away, silently praying in his heart that everything would go well.

Xiao Kexin and Xiao Muhan looked at the back of the carriage going away and said sadly, "How long will it take for Mother to go to Grandfather's house? Why doesn't she take us with her?"

Yun Mohan squatted down, took the two children into his arms, and said softly: "Your mother has important things to deal with. She will be back when she is done."

Little Kexin pouted: "But what should I do if I miss my mother?"

Little Mu Han said with a determined look: "Daddy, we must be good and not let Mommy worry."

Yun Mohan smiled with relief: "Good boy, let's wait for mother to come back home."

The two children nodded sensibly, but there was still reluctance in their eyes.