Chapter 29: Splendid Voices (Part 8) Such a pair of peach blossom eyes, why do they always...

Life at the villa was peaceful. Undistracted, Ye Qingzhan slept on her embroidered handkerchief, halfway through studying the book given to her by the Tianqi Mountain God. She put the book back in her arms, remembering that she hadn't seen or heard it for several days.

The ghostly voices that had appeared that night hadn't come back to haunt her again. The girls of Splendid Villa were busy weaving and embroidering, both to make a living and for the year-end

weaving and embroidery competition. It was said that this was a tradition in Yunzhi Valley. At the beginning of the new year, several embroidery workshops and villas in the area would gather to compete in weaving and embroidery. The winner would receive greater attention for their work the following year. The top three embroidery pieces would also have the opportunity to be sold to wealthy nobles at a high price.

To this end, Yun Ying, Yun Tianpiao, and everyone else at the villa diligently practiced their embroidery skills. Even so, she still found time to teach Chu Mozhi, urging her to practice the fundamentals and gradually solidify her embroidery skills.

"Mozhi, you're making rapid progress," Yun Ying said, standing by the table, watching Yun Tianpiao teach her how to embroider flowers and plants.

Ye Qingzhan, tucked away in her handkerchief, listened quietly to their conversation.

Chu Mozhi blushed, smiled, and said, "It's all thanks to my two elder sisters who taught me well."

Hearing this, a strange expression suddenly flashed across Yun Ying's face. She paused, as if she remembered something, cleared her throat, and said, "Don't, don't thank me. I'm not good at speaking. I'm okay at embroidering by myself, but I really can't explain it clearly when someone teaches me. If it weren't for my elder sister next to me, interpreting my words in her own words, I guess you wouldn't understand what I said." She looked at Yun Tianpiao and said with a smile, "Thank you, elder sister."

Before she finished speaking, Chu Mozhi was about to thank her, but Yun Tianpiao took the lead, smiled, and said, "We are sisters, so let's not say such polite words."

Without waiting for Chu Mozhi to speak, she said, "Mozhi, I know you are indebted to Aunt Yun, and you always want to do more for the villa, but you can't take on everything."

Ye Qingzhan nodded into her handkerchief. This girl got up at the crowing of the cock and worked all day long, sweeping the floor, watering the trees, feeding the chickens and ducks, washing clothes and cooking...she almost took care of all the chores in the villa. It was as if she was afraid that if she didn't do enough, she would be kicked out.

Yun Ying also agreed with her words: "Yes, yes, sister is right. Although the food you cook is the most delicious I have ever eaten, you can't do it every day. The work in the farm is originally a day-to-day rotation between you and me. If you do it all, it will only make others more dependent on you. If you stop one day, you will make people lazy and they may blame you..."

Before she finished speaking, Chu Mozhi waved her hand and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I can keep doing the work. As long as, as long as-"

Seeing that she looked panicked, Yun Tianpiao held her hand and said softly: "As long as we don't kick you out?"

Chu Mozhi lowered her eyebrows and nodded slightly.

Yun Ying, who was standing on the side, exchanged a glance with Yun Tianpiao, then walked forward, hooked Chu Mozhi's chin with her finger, asked her to look at herself, and said with a smile: "Such a pretty face, why do you always cry like a little cat?" After wiping away the tears on her face, she said like a playboy, "Such a pair of peach blossom eyes, why do you always shed peach blossom rain?"

The tearful eyes became clear, Chu Mozhi's thin skin, a blush spread on her cheeks, and she said: "Sister Yun Ying only knows how to coax me."

Hearing this, Yun Tianpiao took off the embroidered handkerchief at his waist. , wiping away the tears still on her face, she also smiled: "Yingying is like this, not like a girl, not proper." His gaze on her was as calm as spring water, and he continued, "Since Aunt Yun has decided to bring you back, how can we drive you away?" Ye

Qingzhan, who was using it to wipe away the tears, felt a dampness on his face. After wiping it away, he saw Yun Tianpiao staring at the handkerchief and continued, "I remember you said that you picked up this handkerchief first? And then the young man picked it up and took it away?"

Chu Mozhi nodded.

On the roof, the young man lifted the tiles and watched silently, his face so dark that ink could drip out.

Mo Zhi, squatting beside him, observing his words and expressions, saw this and patted his shoulder.

Yun Tianpiao continued, "If that's the case, it means this handkerchief is destined for you. After I finish embroidering it, I'll give it to you, okay?"

"How, how can I be embarrassed about that?"

"What's there to be embarrassed about?" Yun Ying put her arm around her shoulders and said, "Your handkerchief was torn a few days ago, so we just need to replace it with a new one. It can also be considered as a thank you gift for the meals you've cooked for us sisters for so many days."

Upon hearing this, Chu Mozhi no longer refused. She stood up and saluted, saying, "Mozhi thanks you two sisters."

Yun Ying waved her hand and was about to say something polite when a tempting fragrance suddenly wafted into her nose. She asked, "What delicious food did you make today?"

Chu Mozhi panicked again, lifted the hem of her skirt, and ran to the door, saying anxiously as she ran, "My chicken soup!"

Yun Ying and Yun Tianpiao, who had never seen anyone so panicked, couldn't help laughing. The former laughed heartily, while the latter covered her face with her hands and laughed. After the people left, Yun Ying stopped smiling, patted her chest, and said, "Sister, thank goodness you taught me in time, otherwise I really don't know how to face Mo Zhi's gratitude."

She sat down next to Yun Tianpiao, resting her head on her shoulder, and continued, "She is so talented. After that night, I didn't want to teach her, for fear that teaching her an apprentice would starve her to death. I felt so bitter and envious of her talent. If it weren't for your persuasion, I'm afraid I would have become jealous long ago."

Ye Qingzhan listened to her depressed words and thought that he could understand her. After all, compared with outstanding talent, more than ten years of hard study and practice is too much hardship, and they are more afraid of losing it. This is especially true for embroiderers who rely on their craft to make a living.

"Fortunately, you said that night, 'Don't forget the original intention of learning the art, and also remember the family motto of the mountain villa.'" Yun Ying raised her head and looked at Yun Tianpiao, saying seriously, "I haven't forgotten. It is a happy thing that the disciple is better than the master. And the original intention of my learning the art is to settle down and make a living, not to compete for fame."

Yun Tianpiao lightly tapped her eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's never too late to mend the fold after the sheep are lost. It is the greatest virtue to correct mistakes as soon as you know them."

Yun Ying pouted and retorted: "I haven't lost the sheep yet, and I haven't done anything wrong!"

"Okay, okay," Yun Tianpiao smiled, "You're right - then, please ask Miss Yun Ying, who is very smart and good at thinking, to tell my sister what kind of picture to embroider and what words to write on the handkerchief for Mo Zhi?"

Yun Ying took the handkerchief she handed over, looked at it for a moment, her eyes lit up, and said: "Sister, do you still remember our wish?"

Yun Tianpiao said without hesitation: "Of course I remember. What's the matter?"

"I think our wish is also a suitable blessing for Mo Zhi."

"But," Yun Tianpiao paused, hesitantly saying, "our wish, if expressed in a poem, would only be one sentence."

"That's fine, we can embroider it first, and it will become a painting."

Yun Tianpiao nodded and said, "Okay."

Ye Qingzhan sat up, secretly pondering their wishes.

The young man on the roof looked at the speechless, still innocent and dazed girl beside him.

After the two were called to dinner, Wen Gu jumped in through the window, took out the embroidered handkerchief that Yun Tianpiao had placed in the box before leaving, and said, "Tonight the night spirit will come."

The

moon rose, and night fell.

After the girls at the villa had all gone to bed, Wen Gu climbed through the window into Chu Mozhi's room, took Ye Qingzhan from the box and put it in his arms, and brought Mo Zhi in. The ghost and the man hid behind the wardrobe.

They discussed it at noon, and Wen Gu told them that the ghostly voice that could invade their dreams was actually an evil spirit that the fox had refined using the resentment and obsession of a dead person, and it was called Ye Mei.

He followed the two men all the way to the residence of the Fenghua County Magistrate. Using Yin Sha as a cover, he used the exiled immortal Ginkgo to overhear the two men's secret conversation.

Jin □□ asked: "The evil spirit you refined, called Ye Mei or something, how did you eat today?"

The fox man replied: "In mortals' dreams, there are all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, and Ye Mei ate very well."

"After eating well, you should do your work well," the golden toad smiled and continued, "Has it said that dying from the bewitching of dreams does not sound unfair. Who made them have such bad thoughts?"

"People always have to pay the price for their pettiness, blaming others, and evil thoughts. It's because their will is not strong enough." As he said, he looked at the fox man, "Aren't you right, Doctor Fox?"

The fox man bowed and said, "Master Jin is right."

The golden toad asked again: "By the way, has Doctor seen Jin Guan? I don't know where that kid has gone. He hasn't been home for several days."

The fox man nodded slightly and said, "I heard that he went to Camellia Village."

"What are you doing there?"

The fox man no longer answered, and it seemed that he didn't know how to answer.

Jin □□, seemingly aware of his son's character, held his forehead and told Dr. Fox to retreat. Wen Gu

, eavesdropping on the rooftop, followed the fox-man. The white-robed Taoist priest emerged, stood beneath the eaves, raised his hand to the air, and said, "Good children, go where you belong." Feeling

uneasy, Ye Qingzhan hurried back to the villa...

After hearing Wen Gu's words, Ye Qingzhan knew the night spirit needed to enter a person's dreams to unleash its power, eroding their will and controlling them to commit acts they would later regret.

That night at the Chu residence had been disrupted by them. Who would she choose tonight?

As he pondered this, the ghostly voice suddenly arrived, uninvited.

"I've been searching for you so hard."

Following the sound, Wen Gu released a Yin Sha aura similar to its own, following the sound to locate its location. Now, these disturbing ghostly voices were no longer chaotic, coming from all directions. Instead, as if with a clear purpose, they rushed directly towards

Yun Ying!

Wen Gu held Ye Qingzhan in his arms, took Mo Zhi with him, built a spiritual bridge, and chased Ye Mei into Yun Ying's dream.

As soon as she fell into the dream, Ye Qingzhan regained her freedom. Fearing that these voices would discover her, she quickly cast a spell to build a barrier for the three of them.

Wen Gu stared at her, never leaving her side.

Two people and one ghost, in the barrier, looked outside.

Ye Mei shaped a human body and turned into... the appearance of Chu Mozhi.

As if deliberately fiddling with it, she walked to the spinning wheel next to Yun Ying, smiled charmingly, with some provocation, and slowly sat down, and methodically finished weaving the cloth that Yun Ying had woven halfway.

Yun Ying's eyes were full of indomitable spirit.

Ye Mei, transformed into Chu Mozhi, stood up again, slowly walked to the table, picked up the flower frame on the table, glanced at Yun Ying, shook her head contemptuously, and began to embroider slowly.

In less than a moment, she held up the embroidery again and showed it to Yun Ying, her eyes full of mockery, as if to say, "You are nothing but this."

After seeing the embroidery clearly, Ye Qingzhan couldn't help but open her eyes wide - it was a mythical bird embroidered, named Qingluan, and it was the embroidery on Yun Ying's handkerchief.

Wen Gu and Mo Zhi might not know it, but she has been inseparable from the three of them these days, so she naturally knows what this bird means to Yun Ying.

Qingluan is the bird that protects the Queen Mother. It is Yun Ying's most outstanding and unmatched embroidery.

However, "Chu Mozhi" easily brought out the skill that she was proud of.

Yun Ying's body softened and she slumped to the ground. The girl who always had a smile on her face suddenly had red eyes. She pointed a trembling finger at the smug "Chu Mozhi" and said word by word, "You -"

"Not Mozhi."