It's just that this heart-stealing case inevitably spread in the capital.
When Mu Yun'an woke up, Xiao Chengyi had already gone to court. She stretched out and called Yuli to come in and wait on her.
As soon as Yuli came in, she told her about this morning's murder: "Miss, I heard that a murder occurred on Chang'an Street last night.
The watchman was found dead in the street early this morning, or someone had his heart ripped out. I heard it's scary."
Mu Yun'an sat in front of the dressing table. Listening to Yuli's words, she asked suspiciously: "Having your heart ripped out? How much hatred is this?"
Yuli said: "The strange thing is that the watchman who does the watch is an honest man, and he usually has no grudges against others.
I heard that he died in a miserable state, with a frightened expression on his face as if he had seen something terrible, and some people said it was a ghost attack."
Mu Yun'an pouted, but did not take this matter to heart: "Do you believe this?"
Yuli also heard about it from hearsay. In fact, she didn't believe in any monsters, so she stopped talking and combed Mu Yunan's hair with a jade comb.
However, while she was combing her hair, she leaned on Mu Yun'an's head and looked at something.
Mu Yun'an looked at her movements in the mirror and asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"
Yuli said innocently: "Let me see if your hair has turned black, Miss."
After checking it carefully, Yuli's face fell.
Mu Yun'an smiled and comforted her and said, "It's okay. In fact, once you get used to it, you won't notice anything. Besides, my mother also said that the effect will be very slow."
Her white hair was caused by excessive sadness and was not a disease, so the treatment was slow and unhurt.
But Yuli said: "Miss, I don't think anything of it, but it is inconvenient after all. You can't go out like this, and you will point fingers when others see you. I feel sorry for you."
Mu Yun'an felt a little touched when she heard this. It was indeed inconvenient for her to go out like this. Since she came back to Nanyue, she had only gone out once. She was also seen with a head full of white hair and was regarded as a monster.
If her hair doesn't change, she may lose her freedom.
Mu Yun'an reached out and touched her hair, then smiled relievedly and said, "My mother is very good at medicine, so don't worry, your lady will definitely change back to her former self."
She patted her chest, feeling confident.
Seeing this, Yuli swept away the haze in her heart, nodded fiercely and said: "I will give the lady a beautiful bun."
She happily moved her hands to tie Mu Yun'an's hair into a beautiful bun.
The master and servant were chatting and laughing, relaxed and at ease.
At this time, the atmosphere in the court was a bit solemn. Today, Xiao Chengyi recommended Wen Qiyu to the court as prime minister, which aroused opposition from the officials.
In the main hall, everyone was noisy.
Xiao Chongjun's condition has improved, but his illness has damaged his vitality, and he looks a lot thinner.
During the days when he was ill, Xiao Chengyi was taking care of his court affairs, but he didn't bother at all. It could be said that he was at ease.
But, after the prince came back, his good nephew gave up his job, saying that after being ill for such a long time, it was time for him to show his face in front of the courtiers.
He felt that this was the case, so he came to the morning meeting today.