Shi Qingxue's force level was basically scummy, so she subconsciously closed her eyes and ducked to the side, but she could only dodge this time.
"ah!"
There was a scream, and it wasn't hers.
Shi Qingxue was stunned for a few breaths and suddenly opened his eyes. The original assassin in black was lying on the ground covered in blood, with his eyes open.
In front of her, a tall figure stood upright, with his back to the sun, as steady and dreamy as a mountain.
Shi Qingxue squinted her eyes and watched the person opposite reaching out to her. Her soft voice sounded soothing, "It's okay. Can you get up?"
She paused, did not reach out, and chose to stand up on the ground. At the same time, she took a few steps back to distance herself from the man.
Expressing his gratitude, he said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your rescue."
Yes, the person who saved her turned out to be Mo Junhao!
This was something Shi Qingxue had never thought about, and she didn't want it to happen at all - but it had become a fact.
A feeble thank you made her even more irritable than when she was in danger before. She couldn't see it on her face, but her irritation was already immersed in her bones.
The hatred between her and Mo Junhao was too deep. Normally, she could still muster the energy to deal with it, but now she was somehow indebted to her enemy for saving her life. This was driving her crazy!
Mo Junhao also noticed that Qingxue was in a bad mood, but he just pretended that the other party had not recovered from the danger, and said more gently: "It doesn't matter, this is what I should do."
While he was talking, he looked around again and looked around the assassin, and then said: "When one assassin comes, a second assassin may come. It's not safe here. I'll take you back to Kyoto!"
Shi Qingxue was stunned, and the weird feeling in her heart was even worse: her assassination was already inexplicable, but Mo Junhao was able to appear in such time, as if she had agreed in advance - she had no doubt that Mo Junhao was at the side. Waiting to get this 'life-saving grace', it is even possible that he has been following her since she left Kyoto.
But it’s hard to say who sent the dead assassin.
Qingxue did not go around in circles with Mo Junhao, picked up her bow and arrows, and said directly: "Thank you for your kindness, His Highness, Fourth Highness, but Qingxue has something important to do and will not return to Kyoto."
As for where to go, she didn't want to say, and there was no need to say.
Mo Junhao raised his eyebrows, glanced around Qingxue's slightly pale face, and reminded him calmly: "Someone already knows about your departure from Beijing, and they want to put you to death, regardless of you. It’s not safe to go anywhere now.”
Shi Qingxue's expression remained unchanged, "It will be the same when I return to Beijing."
This means going to Qingluo Mountain at all costs.
Mo Junhao: "...Okay, I'll send you there. If I'm here, no matter who sends the assassins, they will restrain themselves."
The crimes of silently killing a woman from a noble family and assassinating a prince are definitely not on the same level.
Shi Qingxue's first thought was to refuse, but she knew that under the current situation, it was impossible for her to reach the Shi family army's camp safely on her own, but asking her to ask Mo Junhao for help was simply worse than killing her. Even more uncomfortable!
She took several deep breaths and reminded herself that she must not act on impulse. Then she suppressed the depression in her heart and forced a smile, "In this case, I will trouble you, Your Highness. Qingxue will be very grateful after returning to the capital."
No matter how unhappy she was, this promise had to be made.
Mo Junhao was obviously very satisfied with her "repaying the favor", with a smile on his face, but he still said humbly: "Sister Xue, you don't have to be polite, it's just a little effort."
Shi Qingxue was too lazy to answer him and took the horse and continued on the road, but Mo Junhao stood in front of her and said with a distressed look on his face: "Sister Xue wants to ride away?"
How about walking over
Qingxue rolled her eyes secretly and looked at Mo Junhao without saying anything.
Mo Junhao shrugged innocently, "I mean, I don't have a horse. If we want to ride a horse, we need to ride a horse together."
"..." Shi Qingxue wanted to refuse and leave.
But at the moment, there was no way to go or a shop to go behind - the key was that she was the one who was in a hurry, not Mo Junhao - she gritted her teeth patiently, mounted her horse, glanced at Mo Junhao, and didn't move.
The smile on Mo Junhao's face became even brighter. He suddenly felt that Qingxue, who was having trouble with him, was so cute that he couldn't move away. He couldn't help teasing: "Sister Xue, don't you want to ride a horse with me?"
Shi Qingxue didn't answer at all and looked at Mo Junhao calmly, but the latter looked at each other for two seconds before admitting defeat and jumping on his horse.
Shi Qingxue instinctively sat forward, wanting to stay away from Mo Junhao, but before she understood, the person behind her took the first step and grabbed her waist, holding the reins with one hand.
The two of them were stuck together, and she couldn't move.
"Don't move, I'm going to speed up, be careful of falling."
Mo Junhao said so, Shi Qingxue could only endure it and ignore the touch behind her as much as possible.
Fortunately, such patience only required half a day. When the two arrived at the next town at night, Shi Qingxue immediately asked the waiter at the inn to buy another horse for her.
Mo Junhao had been pregnant with Nephrite for so long, and even though he was satisfied, he did not forget to strive for greater benefits for himself, "Shopkeeper, please give us a room."
After that, he explained frankly: "It is safer to live together when we are away from home."
Shi Qingxue said a little coldly: "It doesn't matter, the people next door will know if something happens if they shout, and this can also take care of the store's business."
The innkeeper nodded repeatedly and agreed: "That's right! It's not a small boast. The inn has been operating for more than ten years and there has never been an incident. It is very safe. You two don't need to worry. Besides, I see that you two are on your way. , naturally it is more comfortable for each person to sleep in a room.”
"Then open two upper rooms, connected together." Shi Qingxue made a decision directly, and then withdrew a waiter to lead the way.
Mo Junhao's 'trick' failed, but he didn't force too much. He smiled and followed. When Shi Qingxue stepped into the door, he stepped in with a good reason: "We need to talk."
Shi Qingxue didn't stop him any more, "What are you talking about?"
Her expression was still very cold, even if she was asking for help.
Mo Junhao was finally dissatisfied - after being ignored many times by the person he was attentive to - his smile faded a bit, "Are you planning to go to Qingluo Mountain?"
Shi Qingxue half-smiled, "Didn't you already know that?"
In this situation, there is really nothing to hide. On the contrary, Shi Qingxue is more looking forward to getting useful information from the other party, such as who wants to harm Shi Junhe
Mo Junhao's face was solemn and his tone was serious: "If you are willing to listen to my advice, I still hope that you can return to Kyoto as soon as possible and don't go through this muddy water."
Shi Qingxue: "..."
She stared at Mo Junhao's face with burning eyes - considering that she was very familiar with him, and Mo Junhao was still too young to hide his emotions - he did let her do it because he didn't want anything to happen to her. Back to Kyoto. Although he may have his own purpose, it at least shows that going to Qingluo Mountain this time is indeed dangerous!
Shi Qingxue lowered her eyes and suddenly smiled, laughing at herself: So what? She had already died once, but her father did not deserve to die again.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but my father is in Qingluo Mountain, so I have to go." Shi Qingxue's eyes were full of determination, and her tone of voice was not as tit-for-tat as it was at the beginning.
Mo Junhao thought to himself that this was because Shi Qingxue was very satisfied with his change of heart, "Since you have decided this way, I will accompany you no matter what."
Shi Qingxue was stunned. She wanted to say that you don't have to follow me, but then she realized that the other party's intention of following me was not simple.
She smiled, thanked Mo Junhao again, and suddenly asked: "Your Highness, does he know who assassinated me today?"
Mo Junhao pursed his lips, shook his head, and said cautiously: "The assassin is a professional killer and did not leave any useful information. It is difficult to judge who sent him at the moment. But don't worry, as long as I am here, it will definitely not happen." Let you get hurt a little bit."
Tsk, after a long series of words with almost no breakthrough, Shi Qingxue stopped being conceited and opened the door: "It's late at night, Your Highness, please come back."
Mo Junhao: "..."
He wanted to chat with Shi Qingxue for a while, but the other party seemed overtired, so he had to get up and leave.
Shi Qingxue closed the door, took out a small notebook from her arms, then took a small piece of charcoal and wrote and drew on it.
"Although the possibility is low, it does not rule out that the assassination was a good show written and directed by Mo Junhao. In his previous life, he ordered his father to go to Qingluo Mountain to suppress bandits... But it is said that the person who petitioned the emperor this time It's Mo Junjiu..." She murmured in a low voice, trying to pull out the threads from one mystery after another.
But after she connected all the known information, instead of drawing a conclusion, she made herself even more confused.
In the end, Qingxue had no choice but to write down the certain information in a notebook and look at the rest step by step.
When she had taken care of everything and was getting ready to go to bed, she suddenly felt a chill coming from the window and the shadow of the candle flickered.
'Snapped'!
The room fell into darkness.
Shi Qingxue subconsciously took the bow and arrow, leaned her back against the beam, and listened to the voices to argue.
Then there was no movement for a long time, no one broke in, and no hidden weapons attacked her.
The candle flame was simply blown out by the wind.
His heart suddenly rose and fell, and Shi Qingxue felt uneasy. The hand holding the bow and arrow did not let go, but walked towards the door step by step.
At this time, someone outside suddenly shouted: "The water has escaped! The water has escaped! Come and put out the fire!"
how come? !
Shi Qingxue suddenly paused and quickly opened the door, and then a long sword stabbed in from the outside.
She tilted her head, and the sword pierced through the middle of her long hair, and a large piece of black hair fell down. She instinctively stretched out her foot and kicked, using all her strength, to kick the person out of the room. At the same time, she drew a long bow and shot arrows.
The long arrow hit the palm of the man's right hand holding the sword and nailed it hard to the wooden floor of the corridor.
"Qingxue, are you okay?"
Mo Junhao also opened the door and rushed out. He held a sharp sword in his hand, and there were blood stains on the blade. It looked particularly scary at night when the fire was blazing into the sky.
Shi Qingxue had no time to pay attention and hurriedly walked downstairs, "Leave quickly."
But Mo Junhao grabbed her and held her waist without consulting her at all.