Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 717: Counter-Calculating Leads to Doom (2)_1

Chapter 717: Chapter 717: Counter-Calculating Leads to Doom (2)_1

Apart from the villagers who came to offer their congratulations, the only guests left in the hall were Xiao Ruiyuan and his party—they were about to leave.

Chu Heng bid farewell to Mo Yan, who didn’t even have the heart to politely urge him to stay, but spoke with a hint of apology, "I’m afraid the hospitality today was inadequate, please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Chu Heng shook his head to indicate it was no bother and, seeing Mo Yan’s bewildered and lifeless demeanor, wanted to say something comforting but ultimately couldn’t utter a single word.

Standing by her side, Xiao Ruiyuan watched the girl who only reached his shoulder intently, not wishing to leave her at her most vulnerable. Nonetheless, he had to leave temporarily to arrange matters back in the city.

If possible, he would have liked nothing more than to hold her in his arms and comfort her properly, but in the midst of such a large crowd, he could do nothing, not even offer reassuring words beyond a dry "Don’t worry," allowing his restless heart to ache alongside hers.

Mo Yan seemed to sense his gaze, lifted her head, and her eyes met Xiao Ruiyuan’s face. Seeing the pain and worry in his eyes, she shook her head slightly, signaling him not to worry about her.

Xiao Ruiyuan saw this and clenched his hand at his waist into a tight fist, fearing that he would not be able to restrain himself from pulling her into his embrace in the next moment.

Standing on the other side of Chu Heng, Yan Junyu, having clearly witnessed the silent exchange between the two, concealed the bitterness at the edge of his lips and said to Mo Yan with a tone of nonchalance, "With Lord here, your father will soon return safely. I won’t let your father suffer in jail; you can be at ease, girl!"

Yan Junyu had visited the Mo Family several times, and everyone in the village knew that the winery that the Mo Family commissioned was built with his Silver Coin. His remark was unlikely to cause any misunderstanding.

Mo Yan knew Yan Junyu wasn’t one to talk big and believed he had the power to spare her father from suffering, and his words were also indicative of Chu Heng, the Crown Prince’s, stance, which gave her considerable relief. She thanked him gratefully, "I’m indebted to you, Young Master!"

Young Master Yan scoffed, "A mere ’thanks’ is too trifling for you! Once your dad is released, just send a few more jars of that fine wine to Lord; what you sent before wasn’t even enough for the old man at home to drink alone!"

Mo Yan certainly didn’t begrudge a few jars of wine and immediately instructed Lixiu and the others to take out thirty jars of grape wine and ginkgo wine, among other varieties with excellent vintage, recently taken from Space.

Yan Junyu accepted without any pretense and with a grand gesture, ordered the accompanying Guards to move everything into his carriage.

Until the three men, surrounded by a host of Guards, had left Liu Yang Village, Xiao Ruiyuan couldn’t find a moment to speak privately with Mo Yan.

Mo Yan watched the carriage disappear into the distance, and worry for her father once again lingered on her mind.

"Yan girl, don’t you worry, with so many Noble persons offering help, your father will surely return safely!"

"Yeah, just focus on taking care of your home and looking after your brothers and sisters; they’re too young to handle such matters, so be extra careful and don’t let today’s events frighten them!"

"Right, if there’s ever any trouble at home, Yan girl, you just let us know, and we here will surely lend a hand if we can!"

"..."

Out of concern for Mo Qingze and sympathy for Mo Yan and her siblings, these villagers did not leave the Mo Family’s side immediately after Mo Qingze was taken away, but instead started to console Mo Yan and her siblings.

These people weren’t fully aware of the consequences of embezzlement or whether Mo Qingze was actually innocent, but all that the Mo Family had done for Liu Yang Village and its residents was etched in their hearts. At this time, none would kick these children when they were down.

"Thank you, thank you all uncles, aunts..." Even though these people could not offer much help, Mo Yan was still very grateful for their concern and repeatedly thanked them.