Shi Qingxue was frightened by the news brought by Wei Ziye, and how could she make any decision.
She looked at Mo Junyang with confusion, wanting to hear what he had to say
Mo Junyang immediately gave her a 'be patient' smile and directly asked Wei Ziye the key: "Do you know anyone else who knows about this?"
Wei Ziye: "Mr. Qu said that this news cannot be hidden. Even if those people didn't know it when I came down, everyone who should know it by now should know it."
Shi Qingxue frowned, and an increasingly bad premonition spread in her heart.
Before this, she was still thinking about who was so full that she could kill Shi Juncai. After listening to Wei Ziye's words later, she understood that this murder case was probably against her father, Duke Shi.
Mo Junyang held Shi Qingxue's hand and continued to give instructions to Wei Ziye: "I understand. Go back and tell Yue Bai first, asking him to always pay attention to the situation in Kyoto and control the trend of public opinion as much as possible. If an accident occurs, he will You can be self-sufficient.”
The implication is that their prince still has no intention of returning to Beijing.
Wei Ziye silently swallowed the other purpose of his coming here - to persuade Mo Junyang to return to the capital - and said, "Here."
As soon as Wei Ziye left, Shi Qingxue couldn't sit still.
She looked at Mo Junyang and asked irritably: "Jun Yang, do you know anything else?"
Mo Junyang shook his head, "I don't know yet, but my guess is similar to what you think. Someone is deliberately targeting your father."
"Then let's..." Shi Qingxue's first thought was to go down the mountain and return to Shi's home, but she stopped this irrational thought in time before she could stand up.
She gritted her teeth tightly and pressed the tip of her tongue tightly against her teeth, looking like she was prepared but didn't know what to do.
Looking at Shi Qingxue holding back like this, Mo Junyang felt even more distressed than her acting impulsively.
He sighed heavily, stretched out his hands to take the person into his arms, and felt Qingxue's whole body stiffen. While caressing him, he sighed: "Don't be anxious, things are still under control. Juncai married the other party when he was killed." The Duke of the country is in trouble, and he just wants to sow discord."
Shi Qingxue's back gradually relaxed, and her expression softened a little. She leaned on Mo Junyang's shoulder, pursed her lips, and then said: "The relationship between my grandmother and my father was extremely bad. Basically, Since then, we have been separated from each other. But after all, they are Shi family members. If grandma misunderstood that Shi Juncai was killed by her father, then I'm afraid... "
It was obvious to everyone how much Mo Shujun doted on Shi Juncai. Even though Shi Juncai committed the evil act of killing his brother, she still insisted on saving Shi Juncai's life.
It is no exaggeration to say that Shi Juncai is Mo Shujun's lifeblood.
Now that her life is gone, if Mo Shujun mistakenly thinks that Shi Junhe did it again.
The consequences are simply unimaginable!
Although she was not afraid of Mo Shujun, and even secretly hated Mo Shujun's partiality, but after everything came to light, she knew the reason for Mo Shujun's partiality.
She no longer had the same doubts and complaints as before.
All of Shi Qingxue's family affection and admiration disappeared due to Mo Shujun's indifference and harsh treatment, so she had no hatred or hatred for Mo Shujun.
She only felt that Mo Shujun was pitiful and pathetic.
Qingxue had a sad face, took Mo Junyang's hand, and said her feelings without any concealment, "Although it's a bit funny to say the word 'family' to my grandmother, after all, we have lived together for such a long time. , there are always feelings.
If this is the case for me, I think it must be the same for my father. After all, my grandmother was the one who raised my father. My father could hate Shi Juncai, and he could have no contact with his grandmother, but he couldn't really be indifferent. I'm worried that Daddy will be hurt by this. "
After all, they don't want to be enemies with Mo Shujun.
"No, your father has his own ideas. Besides, the eldest princess's power is limited now, so she can't do anything to your father." Mo Junyang comforted softly.
In fact, this is what really puzzles Mo Junyang.
The Duke of Shi's Mansion is now in the limelight, and it is married to Prince Rui's Mansion. Shi Junhe has more military power, and he is the one who is in the emperor's heart.
Even if Mo Shujun is a member of the clan, it is just in name only. She has some power, but it is impossible to really do anything to Shi Junhe.
So, what is the significance of the people behind the scenes in instigating the relationship between Mo Shujun and Shi Junhe
It would be even more unreasonable if it was just to ruin Shi Junhe's reputation.
Although the fact that Shi Jun was the product of Mo Shujun's affair was not announced to the world - in order to save the faces of Shi Lei and Mo Shujun - but what should be known is that everyone who has the ability to know knows it, and this will not have any impact on Shi Junhe. What an impact.
What on earth does this mastermind want to do
Shi Qingxue felt a little relieved.
She also believed in her father, but then she pursed her lips and couldn't help but frown and said: "But if dad is unprepared, he can still be easily assassinated. I will send someone to tell dad about this and remind him to pay attention. A little, so as not to encounter the evil plot."
Mo Junyang nodded, knowing that Shi Qingxue's consideration was not unreasonable.
After all, the reason they got the news so quickly was because Mo Junyang had someone in Beizhou, and it was unknown when Shi Junhe would get the news and how much information he would get.
"I'll let Zi Chao deliver the message for you!"
Shi Qingxue lowered her head and thought for a moment, shook her head, and sighed helplessly, "I'd better let the little novice monk in the temple make this trip! My father and mother know the people here and will believe her words."
Mo Junyang remained silent and did not speak.
Shi Qingxue looked at Mo Junyang, who was expressionless, as if he had acquiesced, and knew in his heart that the other party was not acquiescing, he was simply unhappy!
The reason lies in what he just said.
Qingxue was surprised that Mo Junyang would actually be angry with her - this man was so cunning in the past, and even if he was really unhappy, he would never show it so obviously for her to see.
Is this a sign that Mo Junyang is getting closer to her
Shi Qingxue was not sure, but she would definitely not let Mo Junyang sulk like this.
She quickly held Mo Junyang's big hand, intertwined their fingers, looked into the man's deep eyes, and explained flatteringly: "It's not that I can't trust you. It's just that I sent a letter home, but I used your people, even if we It’s really hard to explain that we are really engaged.”
Mo Junyang paused for a moment and accepted Shi Qingxue's words.
"I'll prepare a horse for you!"
Shi Qingxue was a little stunned as she watched Mo Junyang walk out of the house like the wind.
Just now, she seemed to see a suspicious red color on Mo Junyang's neck.
Was she dazzled
Shi Qingxue shook her head to stop her random thoughts and wrote a letter instead.
The young novice monk who delivered the letter was less than twenty years old. He had a shaved head at a young age, and the vegetarian diet in his family temple made him look even thinner. Standing at the door of his family temple, the wind and frost were raging, as if a blizzard was coming. It's like being able to blow him away.
Shi Qingxue had already told him everything he needed to ask, but looking at the appearance of the little novice monk, he still couldn't help but asked worriedly: "It's a long way to Kyoto, are you really okay?"
Thinking about it, it's worrying enough.
The young novice monk called Shi Qingxue the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, donor, please rest assured that the young monk will definitely live up to his trust."
"I'll leave everything to my little master! The weather is so bad right now, so even after sending the letter, you should stay at Duke Shi's Mansion for the time being, and come back when the weather gets warmer!" Shi Qingxue gave a few more instructions.
The little novice monk responded quickly, with a smile that couldn't be hidden on his immature face.
The family temples of powerful families raise genuine novice monks and nuns, but they are not as strict as those who practice Buddhism, nor can they truly achieve all the four elements.
This little novice monk has lived in a family temple since he was a child and has never seen the prosperity of Kyoto. This task was specially pointed out to him by his master because he was smart.
When he thought of finally being able to see the prosperous Kyoto that others talked about, the little novice couldn't help but get excited, so he got on his horse and ran down the mountain.
Wei Zichao looked at the little novice monk's frizzy movements and couldn't help but curl his lips.
Dongshuang saw it and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"
"That little monk looks like he has never seen the world. His movements are rough and unfamiliar. I don't know if he can complete the task smoothly." Wei Zichao commented coldly.
He still feels bad about the fact that Shi Qingxue did not choose to let him deliver the letter but asked a young novice to do it!
Dongshuang didn't understand the concerns of the masters, but she had her own ideas.
She patted Wei Zichao's shoulder and comforted him briskly: "Because this matter is very simple! It's just a letter delivery, there's no need for you to do anything! You have more important tasks!"
When Wei Zichao heard these remarks, his stern face relaxed a little, and finally looked a little comforted.
But he still showed his ability in front of Dong Shuang, "I work hard on such a small matter, and it doesn't even take three days to do it again and again."
Dongshuang had no doubt, "Yeah, you are the best."
Wei Zichao's tense face began to turn suspiciously red again, he lowered his head and stopped talking.
Dongshuang didn't notice, and continued: "But there's no rush in this matter! Didn't Liu Niang also say that he didn't have to come back in a hurry? As long as the young monk can safely deliver the letter to the Duke of Shi's Mansion, that'll be fine, right? ?”
"Who knew he could do such a simple thing well?" Wei Zichao snorted twice, trying to divert his attention and dispel the heat on his face.
"There's no danger on this journey. He can't freeze to death on the road, right?" Dongshuang replied casually, not caring at all.
Little did he know that it was her casual words that hit the mark.
Snow was still falling on Tanshan Mountain, but it was already much smaller than when Mo Junyang and the others went up the mountain.
A long string of horse hoof prints were left on the white mountain road.
This time it was going down from the top of the mountain, and when it reached the edge of a cliff, it turned into a mess of horse hoof prints and some scratches, which continued to the edge of the cliff.
The horse seemed to linger there for a long time.
Looking further down the mountain, the horse hoof prints go all the way down again.
But if you observe carefully, you can find that the horse's hoofprints this time are different from the previous steps. They are more orderly and the distance between the horse's hoofprints has also increased.
It was as if someone who was better at equestrian was riding on the horse.
However, this little episode was not noticed by anyone. The Duke of Shi Kingdom far away in Kyoto had received the news that Shi Juncai had died of illness. Then someone came to report that the eldest princess Mo Shujun had fallen ill.
Shi Junhe knew what Shi Juncai meant to Mo Shujun, so he immediately asked a doctor to rush to Mo Shujun's residence.
He had no idea that a letter that was supposed to be sent from Tanshan to the Duke of Tokio's Mansion had yet to arrive.