Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return Chapter 1829: Someone Even More Shameless Than Me

"I’m eating, I’m eating," Shen Yuhe couldn’t stand it anymore. She forced herself to pick up the braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Slow down, slow down, don’t choke. If you like it, Aunt will make it for you every day," Zhu Yulan said, tears streaming down her face as she gently stroked Shen Yuke’s hair, finally revealing a benevolent smile in her eyes.

Even having seen how she treated Shen Yuhe before, Mu Hanyan and the others were still touched by this warm scene.

That’s so moving. Why doesn’t this woman go into theater? She’s a real actor.

After dealing with Shen Yuhe, Zhu Yulan took a moment to apologize to Mu Hanyan and the others. Her heartfelt regret and remorseful performance, coupled with tears of shame and helplessness, forced Mu Hanyan and the others into a sweat, repeatedly saying it’s a trivial matter not worth minding. They barely managed to escape Zhu Yulan’s tearful assault by saying they’d already forgotten.

After tormenting Mu Hanyan and the others, Zhu Yurong grabbed Shen Yuhe’s hand and spoke about the Gu family’s old stories. Even though her tears were fake, those old stories were real, and after reminiscing about the hardships and sweetness, Shen Yuhe ended up shedding a few tears.

Initially, the dinner was full of joyous atmosphere, but Zhu Yulan’s "emotional revelation" filled it with sentimentality. Enduring unease until the dinner ended, Mu Hanyan and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Family Head, I’ll escort Yuhe and the others to the guest rooms. You should rest early," Zhu Yulan offered after dinner, still holding Shen Yuhe’s hand with a look of reluctance. She seemed closer than a real mother.

"Go ahead," Gu Qingyang snorted.

Though Zhu Yulan was opportunistic and sharp-tongued, she wasn’t bad-hearted. Over the years, she had managed the family affairs without doing anything deceitful, and Gu Qingyang was aware of that. Regardless of how much truth or falsehood was spoken earlier, peaceful coexistence within the family was better than having constant confrontations.

"Yuhe, Aunt comes from a simple family and doesn’t know much. I mistakenly took the Five-Colored Soul Pearl for a glass bead, please don’t laugh at Aunt," Zhu Yulan said, escorting them to the courtyard gate with a face full of shame.

"How could I laugh at Aunt? Actually, I’ve never seen a relic soul bead before either," Shen Yuhe said, suddenly realizing something. She took out a relic soul bead and handed it to Zhu Yulan, "Aunt, I’m giving you this relic soul bead; please don’t feel like it’s too shabby."

"How could I accept it? You need it for cultivation; what will you do if you give it to me? You should keep it for yourself," Zhu Yulan’s eyes sparkled, but she pretended to be coy.

"Yes, Yuhe, your Aunt is right. She cares so much about you. How could she waste your cultivation resources? It’s better for you to keep it," Mu Hanyan chimed in.

Having been emotionally manipulated by this woman all night, it made her miss her family in Holy Court Continent even more, along with friends lost in the void. She didn’t even have a good meal, and this opportunity to retaliate seemed fitting to make her regret it.

Unfortunately, Mu Hanyan’s wish was not fulfilled; she underestimated this woman’s thick skin.

"It’s Yuhe’s intention, and if I don’t accept it, Yuhe would be very upset. I’m accepting it, I’m accepting it," Zhu Yulan said, snatching the Five-Colored Soul Pearl from Shen Yuhe’s hand and quickly hiding it in her pocket.

"Yuhe, it’s getting late. You all should rest early. Aunt will make you delicious food tomorrow. Come over early," Zhu Yulan said, fearful Shen Yuhe might take it back, quickly turned and ran.

That radiant smile on her face showed no trace of reluctance, no hint of sadness.

Witnessing Zhu Yulan’s transformation skills again, Mu Hanyan and the others were dumbfounded.

"Yuhe, your Aunt... what a talent!" Sikong Qinglan took a long time to come up with a suitable description.

"I thought I was shameless enough, but there’s someone even more shameless than me," Ling Baobao also shared an amazed look.

"Please don’t laugh at me; my Aunt, sigh..." Shen Yuhe sighed deeply, feeling ashamed and at loss for words.

"In large families, this kind of thing happens a lot, don’t think too much of it. Your Aunt is just a bit sharp-tongued, not really a big mistake. You haven’t seen true vile characters," Mu Hanyan said nonchalantly.

The real family struggles are far scarier than this, even more so than the Mu Branch in Heishi City; their minds are far more malicious than Zhu Yulan’s, so Mu Hanyan didn’t really take her seriously.

Back in the room, everyone went to rest.

Mu Hanyan closed the door, took out the Phoenix Nirvana Pill recipe, hoping to use it to extend Ye Yi’an’s longevity. Although she could ask Gu Qingyang for help, since others already gave her the recipe, there was no need to trouble others. Moreover, it was an opportunity to familiarize herself with Divine Continent’s alchemy technique.

After more than an hour, Mu Hanyan memorized the entire recipe and refining method. Practicing them was no issue for her, and with the spiritual power of Chaos Heavenly Fire, forming the pill shouldn’t be difficult. The most troublesome part was the thirty-plus herbs. Though none of them were rare individually, gathering them all was not easy, and they weren’t cheap either. The silver tael Mu Hanyan had definitely wasn’t enough.

The God’s Ritual Ceremony would begin in two days, so she planned to use the time to visit the city’s commerce auction house to sell relic soul beads and see if she could acquire all needed herbs. Mu Hanyan thought to herself.

A night without words passed, and at dawn, after breakfast, Mu Hanyan and Shen Yuhe headed towards Gu Mansion’s exterior.

Gu Qingyang was arranging for servants to send out invitations to various family heads with old connections to Gu family, asking for help for tonight’s banquet. Mu Hanyan knew the old man was preparing to make a comeback, so she did not disturb him.

"Yuhe, you must be familiar with Tianyang City’s streets, right?" Mu Hanyan asked Shen Yuhe while walking.

It wasn’t easy to sell a large amount of relic soul beads, nor to quickly acquire those thirty-plus herbs. Mu Hanyan knew nothing about Tianyang City and couldn’t just ask anyone.

"I know the streets well enough, but I’m not really familiar with the commerce black markets," Shen Yuhe said awkwardly. During breakfast, Mu Hanyan briefly mentioned today’s plans, but Shen Yuhe left Tianyang City at a young age, barely more than a child, unconcerned with commerce or black markets.

Mu Hanyan glanced at Wen Gaoren. Since Shen Yuhe was like this, Sikong Qinglan was no better. She could only rely on Wen Gaoren.

"I’d be alright with Lingyu City, but I’ve only been to Tianyang City twice, not very familiar," Wen Gaoren wished he had the chance to impress Mu Hanyan, but he spent the majority of his time studying Array Formation Technique, and outside Lingyu City’s land, his knowledge of other temple main cities was limited.

"This is a bit troublesome." Mu Hanyan began to miss Nanyan Commerce. In the past, she wouldn’t have to worry about this kind of thing at all—a single word from her, and everything was handled perfectly without her needing to appear.

"Master Priest, why are you up so early? Why not rest a bit more? Where are you all headed?" Zhu Yulan rushed up, fawningly asking Mu Hanyan.