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Chapter 179 Yanyan in Danger (1)_1

Chapter 179: Chapter 179 Yanyan in Danger (1)_1

Looking at the table stacked with various colored gift boxes, Mo Yan felt a bit of worry. She originally intended for the servant duo to take them back, especially since that day the head guard had already given them one thousand taels of silver as a reward. Little did she expect that as soon as she uttered the offer, Xiao Ruiyuan’s face turned cold. Accompanied by Xiao Eleven, he walked away without looking back, leaving her in quite an awkward situation.

On the topmost purple gift box, the words ’Bai Wei Zhai’ were printed, suggesting that inside were the signature pastries of Jing City’s most famous pastry shop, ’Bai Wei Zhai.’ The pastries from Bai Wei Zhai were always in limited supply and business was exceptionally good. If you wanted to buy some, you had to get up early and line up.

However, rare as they might be, they were just pastries after all and not that precious. Accepting them wasn’t really a problem.

The next few gift boxes also contained only ordinary trinkets, nothing of great value. Surprisingly, two of the boxes were filled with hairpins and other jewelry made entirely of gold, each piece substantial in weight and dazzlingly bright, nearly blinding Mo Yan.

If Mo Yan could reluctantly accept those, the sight that greeted her when she opened the two boxes at the bottom nearly made her snap the lids shut and rush off to return the gifts to Xiao Ruiyuan. Inside lay hundred-year-old ginseng as thick as a toddler’s arm.

In this time and space, wild ginseng wasn’t particularly rare, but hundred-year-old ginseng was extremely uncommon and quite expensive, each piece valued at over five hundred taels.

Xiao Ruiyuan had given two of these ginseng roots, and they were of exceptional quality, with the roots preserved quite immaculately. Their total value was definitely more than one thousand and two hundred taels.

Such a grand gesture was really too much!

Mo Yan silently closed the box and stashed the two ginseng roots into her space. She planned to return them when the chance arose. However, Xiao Ruiyuan’s taste really wasn’t that great. Those glittering gold items, heavy and flashy—who could actually wear them out?

Well, if she ever ran short of silver in the future, she could pawn them for a considerable amount.

Mo Yan didn’t know that Xiao Ruiyuan simply didn’t understand the delicacies of gift-giving, and Lord Wei Yuan House had no elders who genuinely had his best interests at heart. Those gold ornaments were all Xiao Eleven’s idea; naturally, he thought the more expensive the gift, the more sincere it was.

In the end, it was Xiao Ruiyuan who felt it wasn’t appropriate. It was completely the behavior of the nouveau riche in Jing City. The Mo Family wasn’t the type to covet wealth, so sending such gifts would surely be inappropriate. But since the purchases were already made, he had to choose two pieces of hundred-year-old ginseng from his personal stash and add some common yet practical items, so as not to seem disrespectful.

Returning that day, Xiao Ruiyuan reported a relapse of his injury and requested a month’s leave. He planned to spend that month concentrating on following Little Flower into the mountains to search for Red Python. Even if Little Flower didn’t want to lead the way, he was determined to go himself, as the Crown Prince’s illness could no longer afford any delay.

Early the next morning, Xiao Ruiyuan and Xiao Eleven rode their horses through the North gate, waiting for Mo Yan in a pavilion not far outside the city walls. Soon after, Mo Yan arrived in a horse-drawn carriage and joined them on their journey to Liu Yang Village.

When the trio reached Liu Yang Village, it was still early. Little Flower was sleeping belly-up in its den, utterly lazy.

Mo Yan tugged at its ear, saying irritably, "Sleeping so deeply like you do, you wouldn’t even know if a thief came at night and carried you away."

Little Flower, whose pleasant dreams were disturbed, looked at Mo Yan with innocent wolf eyes, blinking pitifully and whining in hopes she would be merciful and spare its ear, which was already feeling feverish from the pinching.

Mo Yan’s eye twitched; she couldn’t withstand the pitiable gaze of the creature. So she let go and urged it to get up quickly.

While Xiao Ruiyuan was accustomed to it, Xiao Eleven was seeing Mo Yan’s way of interacting with Little Flower for the first time. He stared at the wolf in disbelief. Was this really the same Snow wolf that would strut around, intimidating and bullying anyone? Had it been switched with another?

Because of Mo Yan’s arrival, Little Flower was in a good mood, obediently ate its breakfast, and then grabbed the hem of Mo Yan’s clothing, dragging her toward the mountains.