"By a twist of fate," "Princess Yinqiu insisted on marrying into the Yun family," "but the one she was marrying was not Yun Zhongge, but Yun Chengyun."
The sheer volume of information left Xu Yi unable to sort it all out for a moment.
Mu Guangming saw his confusion and sighed. "Come with me."
With that, he headed behind the courtyard and passed through a grove of mulberry trees, as though stepping into a painting. A stream flowed slowly between steep peaks like a jade ribbon. On both banks, clusters of peach blossoms blazed like flames, while countless plump peaches hung from the branches, swaying in the breeze and filling the air with a rich fruity fragrance.
In the middle of the peach grove stood a grave, stark enough to catch the eye. Even from a hundred paces away, Xu Yi could make out the vivid red words on the tombstone, carved in blood.
There was no name, only a line of verse: "Mount Penglai is not far from here; let the Green Bird come eagerly to seek you out."
"What happened here?"
Xu Yi's eyes widened as he hurriedly asked Mu Guangming.
Mu Guangming pointed at the grave. "Since you're not dead, why don't you dig it open and see what's buried inside?"
Xu Yi swept his divine sense over it. The soil abruptly parted, and a jade-plaque-shaped object rose from the grave. When he saw it clearly, he realized it was Princess Yinqiu's Spiritual Connection Jade.
Xu Yi clutched the Spiritual Connection Jade tightly and stared at the blood-red words on the golden inscription stone, clearly carved by hand. His heart felt as though needles were pricking it. In a low voice, he asked, "Mr. Mu, what exactly happened?"
Mu Guangming said, "To explain what went wrong, I'll