It was a silent night. The moon was beautiful. The lights in Qingwei Garden were lit.
Mo Xuetong leaned against the couch and watched as Mo Lan packed up her clothes for their journey tomorrow.
The room was so quiet she could hear the candle flickering, sound suddenly disruptive in the dead silence of the night.
Mo Lan could no longer hold in her worries.
"Miss, are we really going to the Temple of Atonement tomorrow? Auntie Fang went to tell your father for a reason. She must be up to something."
"Eldest Sister has devised such an excellent excuse. I would look unfilial if I didn't go. Even father has agreed, so how can I not go?" Mo Xuetong tapped her long slender fingers on the couch thoughtlessly. She was thinking about the past few days.
Mo Xuemin had fallen into her traps agai
