Si Minglan took out a few spirit coins to buy candied hawthorns, and with her other hand, she pulled out a jade pendant from her bosom, whispering:
"The jade pendant I gave Zheng Mulin earlier was actually mine, but he couldn't tell the real from the fake, which means he's long forgotten Yin Qiaoqin. Yet he still pretends to be heartbroken and affectionate. This man is deceitful."
"Later you must follow me, don't run around."
"Alright, Sister Si!" The three children nodded heavily, and Si Minglan handed them the candied hawthorns. With a graceful wave of her hand, a mist enveloped them.
Moments later, the four had disappeared.
Zheng Mulin, standing at a distance, was stunned. He quickly sent a puff of purple smoke into the sky, and immediately several Golden Snake Guards appeared around him, led by a tall, handsome man who bore some resemblance to Si Minglan.
Zheng Mulin said to him, "Steward Si, Si Minglan must have seen through me, my apologies."
