Mo Chuan's back was straight, his steps were huge, and he was walking quickly towards the west. He obviously had a destination and was no longer as confused as before.
Mo Chuan didn't speak, and Zhui Feng didn't dare to speak. The two of them ran one after another in silence. From sunrise to sunset, from moonlight to moonlight, Mo Chuan didn't stop for the whole day and night. , not to mention eating or drinking water.
Zhui Feng was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, and smoke almost came out of his throat, but he didn't say a word.
He was just a guard, but his master was the emperor. His master never complained about thirst or hunger, so what right did he have to complain
So he gritted his teeth and followed closely, his eyes staring at Mo Chuan's back for a moment.
He knew that his master must be in great pain in his heart right now. When the pain reaches the extreme, he can no longer feel the pain in his body. However, no matter how high his martial arts skills are, he is only a mortal and cannot be like a god who refuses to eat or drink. If he continues like this If you go down, the master will not be able to bear it.
Glancing around, he saw several tall jujube trees growing on the roadside. Red dates hung on the branches like red agate, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He jumped up, jumped up the tree, picked dozens of dates in one breath, carried them in his clothes, jumped down, and ran to Mo Chuan.
"Master, I picked some dates. You can eat a few. It will quench your thirst and satisfy your hunger."
Mo Chuan said without looking back: "I'm not hungry, nor thirsty. You can eat by yourself."
"Master..." Zhui Feng wanted to say more, but finally closed his mouth.
He knew that Mo Chuan always meant what he said, so he sighed and put down his clothes. All the red dates rolled on the ground. He didn't even look at them and continued to follow Mo Chuan.
He has now seen that Mo Chuan is taking him all the way to the west, clearly on the way back to the imperial capital. He can't help but wonder, doesn't the emperor continue to search for the whereabouts of the empress
Or could it be that the female corpse he buried was the Queen Empress? The Emperor knew in his heart that the Queen Empress was dead, so he gave up the search
He was holding questions in his heart, but he never dared to ask them.
"Zhui Feng, you must think that the female corpse is Ning'er, right?"
Mo Chuan suddenly spoke, Zhui Feng was startled and said hurriedly: "I don't dare."
"Actually, when I first saw the female corpse, I thought she was Ning'er." Mo Chuan said in a calm voice. He did not look back or stop.
Zhui Feng didn't say anything. He knew that his master was holding it back to the extreme, so if he wanted to find a pair of good ears to listen, he would be a listener.
"But later, I saw the snow silkworm clothes and the peacock opening its tail, and I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the female corpse was definitely not her!" Mo Chuan added.
Zhui Feng wanted to ask why, but even though he moved his lips, no words came out.
"You must want to ask me why," Mo Chuan asked for him. He looked forward and said slowly: "My intuition tells me that the female corpse is definitely not her. Ning'er is smart and alert, how could she be killed so easily? How could she be drowned in the river if she was very skilled in water? If she was really in danger, she would definitely have a way to save her life. The peacock tail and the snow silkworm clothes were both her life-saving weapons. If she wanted to harm her, She is an ordinary person. With Ning'er's intelligence, these two things are enough for her to protect herself. But if the person who harmed her is a martial arts master, he will not know the benefits of these two things. How could he let these two things stay in her? On your body?”