The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

Chapter 151: Stepping into Duanmu Mansion Again After Many Years

Yun Mohan patted their heads and said, "Come on, Daddy will take you to practice swordsmanship. This way time will pass faster."

Xiao Kexin frowned and said, "Practicing swordplay is so tiring."

Little Mu Han took her sister's hand and said, "Sister, we must practice well so that we can protect mother in the future."

Xiao Kexin blinked: "Okay then."

Yun Mohan took the two children to the martial arts training ground. The sunlight shone on them, casting long shadows.

Soon Xing Xuanli's carriage stopped in front of the Duanmu Mansion. The housekeeper of the Duanmu Mansion came out to greet her, "Fourth Miss, you are finally back. The master and his wife are waiting for you in the main hall."

Xing Xuanli nodded slightly and got off the carriage. She looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar gate of the mansion, took a deep breath, and walked in.

Along the way, the servants in the mansion all looked sideways and talked in low voices.

Xing Xuanli walked straight towards the main hall without looking around.

She was wearing a light blue long dress, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, and the jade pendant at her waist swayed gently, making a crisp sound. Each step she took was firm and steady, as if carrying some kind of determination.

The sunlight filtered through the carved window lattices, casting a shadow over her body, outlining a graceful silhouette. Her face was cold, but her eyes held a subtle nervousness.

Finally, the door of the main hall appeared in front of her. Xing Xuanli stopped, adjusted herself slightly, then stepped over the threshold and walked in.

Mrs. Duanmu smiled and stepped forward, holding Xing Xuanli's wrist. "She said with a smile, 'Li'er, you're back. You must be tired on the way. Mother has ordered someone to clean up the yard you left in.'"

Xing Xuanli pulled her hand back imperceptibly and bowed slightly, "Thank you, Madam."

The smile on Mrs. Duanmu's face froze for a moment, then returned to normal: "We are all family, why should we be so formal?"

Xing Xuanli raised her eyes, looked directly into Madam Duanmu's eyes, and said coldly: "Madam, what you said is really interesting. My mother is no longer with us, so how can there be a mother like her in this mansion?"

Madam Duanmu's expression changed slightly, and she forced a smile and said, "Li'er, what are you talking about? Come on, sit down."

Xing Xuanli didn't hesitate to sit down, looking at Duanmu Jin, and said straight to the point: "Father, I came back this time because of Mother's matter."

Duanmu Jin's heart tightened, but his expression remained calm: "Your mother's matter? It's been so long, why are you still bringing it up?"

Xing Xuanli sneered, "Father, do you think it's okay to pretend it never happened because it's been so long? My mother passed away in mysterious circumstances. I must get to the bottom of this."

Madam Duanmu advised from the side: "Li'er, don't be so stubborn. The dead are gone, why keep holding on to them?"

Xing Xuanli looked at Madam Duanmu fiercely: "Madam, are you feeling guilty? Or are you afraid that I will find out something?"

Mrs. Duanmu's face turned pale: "How can you speak like this, child?"

Xing Xuanli ignored her and looked at Duanmu Jin again: "Father, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will not let this go."

Duanmu Jin slammed the table and shouted angrily, "How dare you! Are you threatening your father?"

Xing Xuanli smiled and said, "Father, I dare not, but I have to investigate the matter concerning my biological mother."

Duanmu Jin's face was gloomy: "There is nothing to investigate in this matter, don't make trouble for no reason."

Xing Xuanli slowly stood up, her eyes firm: "Father, if you are unwilling to tell me the truth, then I will have to investigate it myself, even if I have to search every corner of this Duanmu Mansion."

Madam Duanmu interrupted, "Xing Xuanli, don't go too far. This is the Duanmu Mansion, you can't act wildly."

Xing Xuanli looked at Madam Duanmu with a cold gaze: "Madam, you are so nervous, is there some unspeakable secret?"

Mrs. Duanmu was speechless for a moment, and Duanmu Jin shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

The atmosphere in the main hall was extremely tense.

Xing Xuanli said lazily: "Father, I am tired. I will go back to my room to rest first."

Duanmu Jin snorted coldly and did not answer.

Xing Xuanli didn't care and turned around and walked out the door.

Madam Duanmu looked at her back, a hint of viciousness flashing in her eyes.

Xing Xuanli returned to her former courtyard and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar layout, feeling a mixture of emotions.

"Miss, you must have worked hard on the journey. Sit down and rest for a while." said the maid Lan Zhu.

Xing Xuanli nodded slightly and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Miss, can you really find out about Madam's affairs when you come back this time?" Lan Zhu asked worriedly.

Xing Xuanli's eyes were firm: "No matter what, I will not give up."

Lan Zhu clenched her fists: "Miss, Lan Zhu will always be with you."

Xing Xuanli patted Lan Zhu's hand gently and fell into deep thought.

The breeze outside the window blew gently, blowing up a few strands of hair on her forehead.

She was only five years old when her mother died. When she learned the news of her mother's death, she cried for a long time, had a high fever, and when she woke up, she had lost her memory of that period.

From then on, Duanmu Jin no longer cared about her and left her to fend for herself in the dilapidated yard.

As Xing Xuanli grew up, her mother's death made her world lonely. Fortunately, the nanny left by her mother and the maid Lan Zhu who had been with her since childhood accompanied her through the long years.

As an old friend of her mother's, Nanny takes great care of Xing Xuanli, extending her loyalty and love to her old master to her. She gives her careful care and warm comfort in life, and also teaches her the principles and experience of dealing with people, helping her grow in a complex environment.

Lan Zhu and Xing Xuanli grew up together and are as close as sisters. Lan Zhu not only takes care of her in daily life, but is also the one to whom she confides her emotions, sharing each other's joys and sorrows, and giving her spiritual support and companionship.

An San leaned against Xing Xuanli's door. An San had been hiding in the mansion before Xing Xuanli entered the gate of Duanmu Mansion. He promised Yun Mohan that he would protect Xing Xuanli well.

At this moment, he was vigilantly observing the movements around him, with his ears perked up, not missing any suspicious sound.

Xing Xuanli in the house was still talking with Lan Zhu, and was completely unaware of An San's protection outside the door.

Suddenly, An San noticed a dark shadow flash across the roof. His eyes flashed, and he instantly disappeared from the spot and chased after the shadow.

The shadow moved at breakneck speed, leaping and weaving between the eaves of the mansion. An San chased after it, wondering, "Who on earth is this person? How dare they show up at this hour?"

The black shadow seemed to be quite familiar with the terrain of Duanmu Mansion, and chose to escape through remote paths and complex courtyards.

With his excellent martial arts skills and keen intuition, An San gradually closed the distance with the black shadow.

An San was defeated, and Xing Xuanli ordered Lan Zhu to help An San. Xing Xuanli ordered: "Lan Zhu, go help him."

"Yes, Miss." Lan Zhu responded and immediately flew out.

At this time, An San was locked in a fierce battle with the shadow, suffering multiple wounds. Lan Zhu joined the fray, coordinating with An San and gradually turning the tide.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the black shadow made a feint and turned around to escape.

"Where are you going!" Lan Zhu shouted, and the long sword in her hand stabbed out like lightning.

The shadow dodged sideways, but was still scratched on the arm. He didn't dare to fight and fled from Duanmu Mansion with all his strength.

An San and Lan Zhu returned to Xing Xuanli.

"Can you see the man's appearance clearly?" Xing Xuanli asked.

An San shook his head. "That man was masked, so I couldn't see his face clearly, but he was very skilled, as if he had received special training."

Xing Xuanli frowned: "It seems that things are not peaceful in the Duanmu Mansion."

She paced back and forth in the room, her mind full of thoughts.

"Miss, could it be that someone doesn't want you to investigate Madam's affairs?" Lan Zhu said from the side.

Xing Xuanli stopped and looked determined: "No matter who it is, I will not back down."

"Then what should we do next?" Wei Yun asked with some concern.

Xing Xuanli pondered for a moment and said, "An San, you continue to investigate secretly. Lan Zhu and Zi Yun, you should pay close attention to the movements of everyone in the mansion."

Several people responded in unison: "Yes, Miss."

Xing Xuanli looked up out the window and secretly vowed in her heart that she must uncover the conspiracy behind this.