C813 813 Urging to Beijing

Qin Xuan said indifferently, the expression on his face made it hard for people to guess what he was thinking.

"My prince, her appearance in Nanling, could it be related to that matter?"

Qin Xuan shook his head, "She did not pass the examination with her official address. There must be a reason why she appeared in Nanling, a person who has already died, suddenly appearing in Nanling, this is definitely not a simple matter."

"Could she have died in the explosion? What sort of plot is this?"

Qin Xuan did not say anything, he only narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of Chu Yang.

Because of Crown Princess Jing's death, I heard that Yan Yuan's hair turned white overnight, how could it be fake?

"Let's not talk about this for now, let this king see the King Jing first."

"Yes."

Qin Xuan saw that Qian Wei still had something to say, so he asked: What else do you want to say?

"Why didn't the Prince tell her about the Lady Liu's illness?"

If it was really blood poisoning, then it would be fatal.

Qin Xuan's expression was still calm, as if this matter did not concern him, he looked at Qian Wei and asked: "You can treat me?"

Qian Wei was startled and honestly shook his head.

"You can find Shen Gu Zi for her?"

Qian Wei still shook his head.

"In that case, why meddle? Rather than letting her know that she is sick and afraid of death, why not let her be at ease? If she is lucky, she will naturally meet the person who saved her.

Since Master had already said so, Qian Wei naturally had nothing to say, but in his heart, he couldn't help but feel that it was a pity.

The next day, Liu Ruo Qing followed Qin Xuan and the others into Chu Yang Pass.

Chu Yang Pass was still a month away from Jindu, so Liu Ruo Qing did not plan to stay in Chu Yang Pass.

"Thank you for your help today, Your Highness. I still have urgent matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first."

Inside the tavern, Qin Xuan was holding a cup of tea as he sat in front of a table. Hearing that Liu Ruo Qing wanted to leave, he raised his head to look at her, put down the cup, and asked: "You're leaving so quickly?"

"If I have it, I can't delay it."

Qin Xuan pursed his lips. Within his lazy posture, there was a bit of an unintentional attraction. A moment later, he said: "Alright, then this king will not send you off. We'll meet again if fate allows."

"Your Highness is too polite. Goodbye."

With that, she carried her backpack and left the inn.

"Prince, where is she going in such a hurry?"

"Her whereabouts have nothing to do with us."

He took a sip of the tea and casually said.

According to his conjecture, she was probably going to find Yan Yuan. As for her "death", even if she went to see Yan Yuan, she might not be able to do it in broad daylight.

"But will her body be able to withstand it?"

Qin Xuan looked at him, scoffed, raised his eyebrows and joked: "You are worried about her?"

Qian Wei's expression changed and he quickly explained: "This subordinate only felt that she once helped us before. Moreover, she is only a weak girl …."

Being looked at like that by Qin Xuan made him a little nervous, Qian Wei pursed his lips, embarrassed to continue.

"Weak girl …"

Qin Xuan mumbled this word for some reason, the expression on his face was a little strange.

If it wasn't for that illness, she wouldn't have been able to match up at all to the weak girl.

Naturally, he thought of the day when she would break any of the buckwheat teeth, and he smiled.

Qian Wei looked at his own master, bowed his head, and did not dare to speak.

"We're about to set off as well. If she's lucky, then she'll faint halfway, and we'll be able to help her if she meets us."

Qian Wei, "..."

Why did it feel like his prince was cursing that young lady?

Jindu —

marble temple's Celestial Prison.

"Eunuch Wang, this way, please."

Although Wang De was a eunuch, his words were sometimes extremely useful to an official.

"Eunuch Wang, that traitor Mo is locked up right in front."

Wang Yuan's tone carried a bit of flattery, and when he mentioned Mo Rong Tian, there was even a bit of disdain on his face.

Wang De's footsteps paused slightly, he looked at Wang Yuan and laughed sinisterly, "Sir Wang."

"This official is here."

"That Mo fellow, do you know who he is?"

Wang Yuan was startled, he did not know why Wang De suddenly asked this. He felt confused, thought for a moment, but still answered honestly: "Naturally, it was the rebel army from the previous dynasty."

Wang De looked at Wang Yuan and suddenly sneered, "But he's First Queen's blood brother, his blood uncle in the great hall."

Only after hearing Wang De's reminder, did Wang Yuan's expression change. "This … "This official …"

How could he have forgotten?

No matter how much of a villain Mo Rong Tian was, his blood relationship with the First Queen was openly there. Everyone knew how much the Emperor loved the First Queen and how much he doted on the First Prince.

To put it bluntly, if the royal eldest son was able to grow up safely, the mountains and rivers of the Easternum would probably belong to him.

Looking at the Emperor's feelings towards the First Queen, it was a different matter whether he would execute Mo Rong Tian or not.

"Eunuch, this... "It was this official who spoke wrongly, this official who spoke wrongly. May this eunuch ask you …"

"Alright, I'm just reminding you, Sir Wang, that disaster will come from the mouth. You should pay more attention in the future."

"Yes, this official will remember. Thank you, eunuch. Please come forward."

Wang De also didn't pay any more attention to Wang Yuan, and walked forward. Wang Yuan stood behind him, spitting a few words of disdain in his heart.

A eunuch was worthy of teaching him a lesson.

Deep inside the prison, Mo Rong Tian sat with his back against the wall. Since the moment he was captured, he had already been imprisoned for two months.

He had long since expected such an outcome. He was not a person who liked to fight, and he had never thought about messing up the peaceful and prosperous world.

However, in his entire life, he had been forced to do these things that he didn't want to do. For the sake of a obsession that he didn't want to bear, he suffered until his hair turned white, until he didn't even dare to fight for the one he loved.

But now, sitting here, he felt an unprecedented serenity and relief. He was tired from the previous half of his life, so he could finally stop and have a good rest.

As he thought about it, he chuckled.

By the side, he heard the sound of the prison door opening, he turned to look, only to see a eunuch dressed in a eunuch's attire accompanied by Magistrate of the Supreme Court, walking in.

"Open Young Master Mo's shackles."

"Yes."

After the shackles on Mo Rong Tian's hands were released, a new set of clothes was changed into and washed clean by someone. Wang De then said, "Young Master Mo, the emperor wishes to see you."

Although Wang De's tone of voice was polite, within his words, there was still a sense of not servile nor overbearing.

Mo Rong Tian did not object. After staying here for two months, he had been waiting for Yan Shuo to see him but Yan Shuo seemed to have forgotten about him.

Being led to the imperial study by Wang De, when the two met again, the identities of the two were already completely different.

The Yan Shuo in his memories was still that young Kaiser who had been considerate and gentle towards Rong Er back then at the Dragon Gate Academy, but was also a little cautious and prudent. When they met again, they saw an vicissitudes of life in his eyes, as if many years had already passed.