"Then so-and-so returns to the alley, is there a place where so-and-so returns to the alley?" Murong Xue asked.
"No." The two shadow guards continued to shake their heads.
"Really?" Murong Xue continued to ask.
"Absolutely not." The two shadow guards shook their heads: "The town is not big, and all the streets, alleys, courtyards, houses, and Zhuangzi don't have the word Guixiang."
Murong Xue frowned slightly. The civilian man's house was turned into a mess, and there was no place to hide anything. This must not be the so-called Guixiang: "Could it be that Guixiang is not in the small town, but somewhere else?"
"It's possible." The shadow guard nodded slightly.
Murong Xue frowned even tighter, the world is so big, it is not easy to find a place called Guixiang: "Do you know where this man has been to in the past ten years?"
"Back to Miss, this man was discharged from the army due to injury. After his discharge, he came all the way from the capital to live here in seclusion until now." The shadow guard said in a deep voice.
Murong Xue nodded, the commoner man came here from Qingyan Capital, and she wants to return to Qingyan Capital from here, as long as she walks along the path that the commoner walked, she should be able to find the place called Guixiang …
"Cough cough cough..." The leader in black was seriously injured and coughed heavily.
The shadow guard suddenly remembered that they had caught a living: "Miss, what should I do with this assassin?"
Murong Xue glanced at the black-clothed leader, and said coolly, "Take it back and interrogate it carefully."
The people in black are here to assassinate the commoner man, and their master behind the scenes is very likely to be the real culprit who killed Murong Yue. Naturally, she must thoroughly investigate...
"Yes!" The two shadow guards responded in a deep voice, one on the left and the other on the right to hold the black-clothed leader, and strode out.
"Ta Yue, go and buy a carriage, I want to leave immediately." Murong Xue ordered softly: Guixiang is not in the town, and she doesn't need to stay here anymore, walk back along the official road, and look for it carefully. Back to Lane' this place…
Hearing her words, Tayue was slightly taken aback: "Miss, aren't you going to take Ouyang Shizi's carriage?"
Murong Xue snorted softly: "Ouyang Shaochen's carriage is cold and swishing, it doesn't even have charcoal fire, what's there to sit on, go buy a new carriage, and buy some more charcoal."
"This...not good..." Tayue was a little embarrassed: the eldest lady rode in Prince Ouyang's carriage every day, and this was the first time she complained that the carriage was cold and there was no charcoal. She didn't want to see Prince Ouyang, so she said that.
It has to be said that the truth about the moon has come to light. It was because Murong Xue didn't want to see Ouyang Shaochen that she scolded the carriage of Xiaoyao Wangfu. The carriage had never burned charcoal, and Murong Xue had always nestled in Ouyang Shaochen's arms to absorb the warmth. Yeah, I don't feel cold at all...
"Always ride in the carriage of Xiaoyao Wangfu and trouble Ouyang Shaochen. That's not good. Tayue, when you buy a carriage or charcoal, remember to tell Ouyang Shaochen that I am leaving, lest he say that I ignore him on purpose." . " Murong Xue gave orders word by word, with a strong determination in her eyes.
"Yes." Tayue nodded, a look of helplessness flashed in her eyes.
The carriage of Xiaoyao Wangfu was parked outside the small town, Ouyang Shaochen sat in the carriage, flipping through the letters slowly in a light robe, his whole body was full of coldness, his obsidian-like pupils were as deep as a deep pool.
"My son!" Wuhen's voice came from outside the car.
Ouyang Shaochen said coldly: "What's the matter?"
"It's getting late, do you want to eat?" Wuhen asked softly.
"Not hungry." Ouyang Shaochen replied without turning his head, his deep eyes lingering quickly on the letter.
"You don't eat much for breakfast, and it's useless for lunch at all. You should use some for dinner, otherwise, your body won't be able to take it..." Wuhen softly persuaded, and sighed helplessly: After the Shizi quarreled with Miss Murong, he returned to the carriage , not to drive the carriage, and without other instructions, let the carriage stop in the snow, and it has stopped until now.
The tea and pastries in the carriage are already cold, and Shizi doesn’t like cold tea and pastries. He definitely didn’t drink tea or eat for a long time, so he just sat in the carriage. He was clearly torturing himself while reading letters. .
The people in black are here to assassinate the commoner man, and their master behind the scenes is very likely to be the real culprit who killed Murong Yue. Naturally, she must thoroughly investigate...
"Yes!" The two shadow guards responded in a deep voice, one on the left and the other on the right to hold the black-clothed leader, and strode out.
"Ta Yue, go and buy a carriage, I want to leave immediately." Murong Xue ordered softly: Guixiang is not in the town, and she doesn't need to stay here anymore, walk back along the official road, and look for it carefully. Back to Lane' this place…
Hearing her words, Tayue was slightly taken aback: "Miss, aren't you going to take Ouyang Shizi's carriage?"
Murong Xue snorted softly: "Ouyang Shaochen's carriage is cold and swishing, it doesn't even have charcoal fire, what's there to sit on, go buy a new carriage, and buy some more charcoal."
"This...not good..." Tayue was a little embarrassed: the eldest lady rode in Prince Ouyang's carriage every day, and this was the first time she complained that the carriage was cold and there was no charcoal. She didn't want to see Prince Ouyang, so she said that.
It has to be said that the truth about the moon has come to light. It was because Murong Xue didn't want to see Ouyang Shaochen that she scolded the carriage of Xiaoyao Wangfu. The carriage had never burned charcoal, and Murong Xue had always nestled in Ouyang Shaochen's arms to absorb the warmth. Yeah, I don't feel cold at all...
"Always ride in the carriage of Xiaoyao Wangfu and trouble Ouyang Shaochen. That's not good. Tayue, when you buy a carriage or charcoal, remember to tell Ouyang Shaochen that I am leaving, lest he say that I ignore him on purpose." . " Murong Xue gave orders word by word, with a strong determination in her eyes.
"Yes." Tayue nodded, a look of helplessness flashed in her eyes.
The carriage of Xiaoyao Wangfu was parked outside the small town, Ouyang Shaochen sat in the carriage, flipping through the letters slowly in a light robe, his whole body was full of coldness, his obsidian-like pupils were as deep as a deep pool.
"My son!" Wuhen's voice came from outside the car.
Ouyang Shaochen said coldly: "What's the matter?"
"It's getting late, do you want to eat?" Wuhen asked softly.
"Not hungry." Ouyang Shaochen replied without turning his head, his deep eyes lingering quickly on the letter.
"You don't eat much for breakfast, and it's useless for lunch at all. You should use some for dinner, otherwise, your body won't be able to take it..." Wuhen softly persuaded, and sighed helplessly: After the Shizi quarreled with Miss Murong, he returned to the carriage , not to drive the carriage, and without other instructions, let the carriage stop in the snow, and it has stopped until now.
The tea and pastries in the carriage are already cold, and Shizi doesn’t like cold tea and pastries. He definitely didn’t drink tea or eat for a long time, so he just sat in the carriage. He was clearly torturing himself while reading letters. .