"I never wanted to shake it off. Didnât I already hand it to my husband? Just let him be your young master."
Ms.Hua immediately raised her hand. "No. According to the rules of Fairy Moon Pavilion, the sacred order is passed to women, not men."
Mu Huaen lowered her head and thought for a moment, then said, "He doesnât count as inheriting it, heâs just acting in my stead for the time being. When we have a daughter in the future, weâll pass it on to her."
"That still wonât do! Fairy Moon Pavilion has no such rule."
"This wonât do and that wonât doâLeft Guardian, are you trying to repeat the Right Guardianâs mistake?" Mu Huaen was annoyed as well. "That thing is in my hands. By rights, matters in the pavilion are decided by me. Since thatâs the case, Iâm entrusting my husband to manage Fairy Moon Pavilion in my place. You only need to follow his arrangements. Where do all these useless objections come from?"
"..." Ms.Hua was choked speechless.
"Thatâs settled then." Mu Huaen hammered down the decision. "If the Left Guardian still refuses, then weâll have to appoint new Left and Right Guardians. What use is someone who wonât obey?"
That last line was domineering enough that even Ye Haoyang glanced sideways at her.
Ms.Huaâs words just now had already overstepped. Even if she was unwilling, she shouldnât have been so hard in attitude.
Now that Mu Huaen was talking about reselecting the guardians, it clearly showed her displeasure. For someone who treated Fairy Moon Pavilion as home, this was no small threat.
"Yes!"
Seeing that she had nothing more to say, Mu Huaen turned and said to Ye Haoyang, "Hand Mu Yubing over to her."
"Mm."
Ye Haoyang then took Ms.Hua to Yushu Alley.
"Ye Haoyang, are you here to let me out?" After being locked up these days, Mu Yubing was on the verge of going mad. Seeing Ye Haoyang come, she couldnât help feeling some hope, but when she saw Ms.Hua behind him, her eyes went wide.
"What are you going to do?"
"Hmph, Ms.Yun is already dead," Ms.Hua said. "You were brought back by Ms.Yun, so you count as one of Fairy Moon Pavilionâs people. To dare deceive and swindle inside Fairy Moon Pavilion is to violate pavilion rules. Naturally, we must take you back for punishment."
Mu Yubing knew Fairy Moon Pavilionâs rules all too well, so her face went deathly pale. "Ye Haoyang, you canât let her take me back. Iâm of the Mu Family, Iâm Huaâenâs aunt. You canât do this."
Those who violated Fairy Moon Pavilionâs rules would, without exception, have their heel tendons cut, their tongues sliced out, and one ear shaved off, then be thrown onto the back mountain of the pavilion to starve for seven days. Whether they lived or died was left entirely to fate.
If they were lucky enough not to die, they would be assigned by Fairy Moon Pavilion to tend flowers and plants. She absolutely refused to become like that.
In the past, relying on her status, she had bullied quite a few people inside. If she fell to the lowest rank in the pavilion now, who knew how those people would take their revenge on her.
"And why canât I?" Ye Haoyang smiled.
Ms.Hua didnât bother saying more to her. She stepped forward, gagged her, and took her away.
Only after watching Ms.Hua and her group leave the Capital City did Ye Haoyang return to Prince Anâs Mansion.
With their departure, this matter finally came to an end.
Soon it was the day of Mu Niancheng and Qi Yunqiaoâs grand wedding.
Yang Dongxue and Baili Han had only this one daughter in their lives, always raising her in the palm of their hands.
Now that she was suddenly to be married off, the two of them were naturally reluctant to part with her.
But however reluctant they were, the bridal sedan chair still arrived.
Qi Yunqiao had never forgotten her original intent in marrying Mu Niancheng, but after mulling it over from every angle, she felt that if she went to the Mu Residence every day just to make trouble for him, it would only worry the elders of both families.
So she thought, better to settle things with him today, and then they could conveniently live their days out properly afterward.
"There are nine cups of wine before youâpick one."