The man chuckled. He took out a jade pendant and handed it to her. "Take this. Return the money at the Ru Yi Pawnshop when you get to the capital. You won't have to worry about food and clothes in your life."

Mu Bingyue took the jade pendant.

The black colored profound jade had been carved with a cheetah. It was life-like, and the jade was ice-cold to the touch. Holding it in the palm of his hand this hot summer felt extremely comfortable, as if his entire body had cooled down.

It was a good thing.

However, his intention did not seem to be responsible for the frivolity today. He only intended to pay the medical fee.

Mu Bingyue calmly hid it in her bosom and replied without a care, "I understand."

Anyway, she only wanted the medical fee.

After taking the medicine, the man's complexion quickly improved. He looked at Mu Bing Yue with admiration: "What's your name?"

"I am a concubine from a branch family of the Mu family in the capital. My father is the son-in-law. His name is Xi Men Qing." Mu Bingyue's eyes were agile as she changed the name of her heartless father without a change in expression. She did not say who she was. In this era, it would be strange if a woman revealed her maiden name to others.

The man wanted to ask more questions, but the footsteps of the killer outside had reached the courtyard. If he continued to delay, then he would miss an opportunity. He didn't want to stay any longer and jumped onto the window sill.

Saying that, he disappeared into the night with a tap of his feet.

Mu Bing Yue closed the door and windows, wiped off her sweat, changed into a clean set of clothes and fell asleep peacefully.

Perhaps it was because Mu Bingyue was sleeping soundly while holding the piece of profound jade and entering into her spleen.

The next day, after breakfast, Mu Bing Yue took the Mu family's carriage back to the capital and entered the city. When she arrived at the bustling area, she saw a "Wishful thinking Pawnshop". She pretended to be curious as she opened the curtain to look outside.

"Seventh Miss, this is the biggest pawnshop in the capital. After walking one mile west from here, it will be the most bustling street in Yulin Street. After walking another half a mile, we'll reach the Mu family …"

"Mrs Liu, who are those people?" Mu Bingyue's clear and crisp voice interrupted Mrs Liu's words.

Mrs Liu lifted the curtain to take a look and saw three men in black clothes standing at the entrance of the pawnshop with extraordinary bearing. The youth in the lead was none other than …

"They are people from the Qing Ling Royal Palace. Seventh Miss sure is lucky to be able to meet such a noble person the moment she enters the capital." Mrs Liu's expression became very respectful.

"Is the Mansion of Prince Qingling very powerful?" Mu Bingyue looked at Mother Liu with sincerity.

Mrs Liu thought to herself, "The young miss raised in this manor is so inexperienced that she doesn't even know about the Mansion of the Prince of Qing Ling."

Mrs Liu asked: "Seventh Miss, do you remember why you entered the capital this time?"

"I remember." Mu Bingyue nodded.

When the Emperor's son wanted to get married, all the girls that were of similar age in the capital had to participate. That was why Mu Bingyue, who had been forgotten by the Mu family, was brought back to the capital.

"Could it be that this Qingling King is going to choose his concubine?" Mu Bingyue asked, suddenly enlightened.

Mrs Liu quickly said, "It's indeed King Qing Ling."

Although Mu Bing Yue was born of a noble family, she had been raised in another village for so many years. Everyone had thought that she was just here to pass on and wasn't afraid of her, but they didn't know that the real Mu Bing Yue had long passed away and was taken over by the powerful souls of the twenty-first century.

"So that's how it is." Mu Bing Yue put down the curtain and touched her sleeve. That piece of black jade was in her money bag and she felt relieved.

The man from last night was actually the king of Qingling. Was he going to be engaged this time?

With this piece of profound jade, she seemed to have a better chance than all the other young misses in the mansion. In addition to the special antidote he got last night … Surely it would leave a deep impression on him?

The things that she had lost in the past fifteen years in the Mu family could only be reclaimed with the title of 'Princess QIng Ling'.