Chapter 182: I Imprisoned Her Mother Inside the Leifeng Pagoda

"Me, keep a low profile? Keep her mother's low profile! I'll pack her mother into the Leifeng Pagoda!" Lin Jingyue said irritably.

Song Zhen: "..." Whose niece is this? Definitely not his.

The two stared at each other with big eyes for a moment, but in the end, Song Zhen compromised. He knew that if he didn't let this girl vent her anger, who knows what kind of trouble she would cause behind the scenes.

She even dared to ambush someone with a sack all by herself now.

He gestured for Lin Jingyue to come closer, then lowered his voice to tell her a location. "This is something I just found out about. You're in luck."

"Tsk, a crafty hare has three burrows. Who knows how much this fellow has stashed away behind the scenes," Lin Jingyue said with a satisfied smile, though her tongue remained sharp.

Adding the gossip she eavesdropped on today, hehe... it wasn't bad at all.

"Be careful yourself. I'll go clear up your tracks first." Song Zhen glared at her and stood up.

As the two came out, Zhao Runzhi happened to return, carrying a large pile of bags.

"Jingyue, come here quickly."

Lin Jingyue walked over and saw her casually pull out a dress and hold it up against her to measure.

"Quick, try it on. It will definitely look good on you." Zhao Runzhi's desire to dress up her daughter was completely satisfied.

She had bought two sets of tops and pants, two dresses, a pair of small leather shoes, a pair of sandals, two silk scarves, two handkerchiefs, a complete set of cosmetics and skincare products, and even undergarments like little camisoles—all in one breath.

A huge pile of miscellaneous items.

Lin Jingyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she was pushed into the room to change clothes. "No one lives in this room. I'm going to decorate it for you so you can stay here when you visit. What color bedsheets and curtains do you like?"

To be honest, a warm current swept through Lin Jingyue's heart, and she smiled. "Anything is fine. I'm not picky."

"How can you not be picky? We women must learn to be picky," Zhao Runzhi disagreed.

"A woman who isn't picky easily compromises. That's no good."

Lin Jingyue was surprised. Was her aunt... a hidden personality type?

After changing into the new outfit and washing her face, Zhao Runzhi was stunned.

Her son's words were truly not false.

This niece was definitely the most dazzling presence in any crowd.

Her skin was white with a rosy flush, flawless as frost and snow; her large eyes were clear and bright, her pupils like black lacquer, and her face was so breathtakingly pretty that the two of them couldn't look away.

She had originally thought that living in the countryside would have worn the child down terribly, but looking at her now, you couldn't tell she had spent time in the countryside at all.

"This face of yours..."

"I'll change it later," Lin Jingyue said.

Since she had already returned, this face was no longer suitable to appear in the capital.

She then used the cosmetics Zhao Runzhi had given her, and in no time, performed a magical transformation.

Honestly, watching this peerless face turn into that of an ordinary person right before her eyes, Zhao Runzhi couldn't recover her wits for a while. This skill... was truly an eye-opener.

With a skill like this, however, she wouldn't suffer any major losses in the future.

Zhao Runzhi silently resolved to buy Lin Jingyue more cosmetics later; she might find use for them in everyday life.

When Song Zhen returned that evening, he saw Lin Jingyue's true appearance.

A momentary trance washed over his heart.

Was that younger sister of his, whom he had never met, also this peerless and magnificent?

Thinking of his younger sister who had passed away at such a young age, his hatred toward Old Mrs. Song and Old Mr. Song reached its peak.

Since he had already covered her tracks and ensured the Song family couldn't trace anything back to her, Lin Jingyue felt completely at ease to stay and continue stirring up trouble.

That night, deep in the night, a dark shadow slipped out of the room without a sound.

In a dilapidated courtyard on the outskirts of the capital, the dark shadow twisted and turned until reaching the back courtyard.

To call it a back courtyard was actually just a pile of ruins where most of the walls had collapsed, and weeds grew thick across the ground.

The dark shadow—or rather, Lin Jingyue—prowled around for a few turns, found the approximate location, pulled a shovel out of her spatial dimension, and began digging away with great vigor.

She had learned of this location by eavesdropping on Old Mrs. Song and Cui Shuhui.

Cui Shuhui had been complaining that Old Mrs. Song and Song Xinhua didn't have many belongings, so to set her mind at ease, Old Mrs. Song had told her that the dowry prepared for Song Xinhua was hidden right here.

Only then was Cui Shuhui satisfied.

One could imagine there were plenty of valuables here. Lin Jingyue didn't know the exact spot, only the general location, so she had asked Song Zhen.

This was also why Song Zhen feared she would go too far with her retaliation, as he had even told her about another of the Song family's hidden treasury locations just to help her vent.

A crafty hare has three burrows; Old Mr. and Old Mrs. Song had followed everyone fighting battles north and south, so the good things in their hands were definitely numerous.

She was going to get everything that she deserved, things she should get, and even things she shouldn't.

Thinking of the good things hidden inside, Lin Jingyue dug with immense enthusiasm.

She even released Dahai to keep watch. "Dahai, let me know if there's any movement, understand?"

If she hadn't feared that prolonged nights lead to dreams, she wouldn't have taken the risk.

The mere thought of these treasures ending up in the pockets of the Song family was enough to give her a heart attack, so why wait for a lucky day when she could do it today? Do it!

In the darkness, the eerie green glow of the wolf's eyes was particularly spine-chilling.

After digging hard for over an hour, finally, with a *thud*, the shovel struck something.

Lin Jingyue's eyes lit up. She immediately dug around the edges and sure enough, there were more right beside it.

Ah, there were plenty of things.

Maintaining her excitement, Lin Jingyue continued digging the pit. Past two in the morning, she finally unearthed everything inside.

There were four chests in total, all measuring eighty centimeters in length, width, and height. With a high lift of her brows, she swept them all into her spatial dimension.

After searching the site once more to ensure nothing was left behind, she proceeded to her next destination.

The people who had come when the incident happened here were connected to the Song family.

With Old Woman Song hiding things here, ordinary people truly would never guess it.

After traveling for an hour, Lin Jingyue arrived at another location.

This time, the location was a house where people lived. The house belonged to Old Mr. Song, but due to certain policies, it had now been allocated to others.

The originally two-courtyard siheyuan had been partitioned into more than a dozen rooms.

Over a dozen families lived here, turning a fine residence into a complete mess.

Lin Jingyue quietly entered the back courtyard. To be safe, she directly lit a stick of numbing incense. This incense caused no physical harm, but it could make people sleep so soundly they lost consciousness.

You had to hand it to the Song family for their sheer audacity, burying things right here without fearing someone might accidentally unearth them.

Lin Jingyue muttered a complaint inwardly, and then grew excited—now all these things belonged to her.

She found the area near the wall at the ten-o'clock position and began digging her pit.

As dawn approached, she finally struck the chests. They were indeed buried deep, around one and a half meters down.

This time, she dug up five chests in total.

Without even checking the contents, she swept all of them into her spatial dimension. Since this was someone else's back courtyard, she had to fill the hole back in.

Otherwise, if a fuss was raised and caused unnecessary trouble, it wouldn't be good.

The human and the wolf worked tirelessly to fill the pit back in.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, a crack of thunder rang out, startling the hole-filling human and wolf immensely.

[Lin Jingyue: I was born to go crazy, I'm packing her mother into the Leifeng Pagoda.
Song Zhen: Then wouldn't she be the Star of Literature?
Lin Jingyue: ...]