Chapter 133 Nightmare

Mu Qing was amused by Hu Xiner and relaxed a little, and talked about his experiences outside.

"Originally, Erdong and I were going to the Dali Temple. The assassin we captured previously refused to give up, so we went there every day to question him. But today, when we went, he suddenly died."

"Sudden death?" Hu Xiner also felt something was wrong.

Mu Qing nodded. "After the incident, we immediately cordoned off the scene. Erdong examined the assassin's body and found nothing amiss. So we called in a professional coroner."

"What's the result?" Hu Xiner raised her head.

"It's still under investigation, and the coroner hasn't found any results." What Mu Qing didn't say was that since it couldn't be seen from the outside, the coroner could only open the stomach. He was afraid of scaring Hu Xiner.

"Has the assassin changed his confession in the past few days?" Hu Xin'er looked at Mu Qing and analyzed seriously, "I forgot to tell you a few days ago. The eldest princess and I met the crown prince that day. The crown prince appeared gentle and polite on the surface, but he showed a very scary expression in private. I don't think he is as simple as I thought."

Mu Qing was a little surprised. "The assassin still insisted that he was sent by the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince did come to the Dali Temple, but only once, to greet me."

Just as Erdong and the others said, the prince was indeed a very good person. His words revealed his concern for the people, and he was also very open-hearted with him and Erdong, his two future assistants.

His sincerity dispelled the resentment in Mu Qing's heart.

Hu Xin'er was also a little confused when she heard this: "I originally wanted to say that this might have been done by the prince, because if he sent the assassin, he would definitely find a way to silence him. But..."

But he only went to the Dali Temple once these days.

And the way he behaves makes people trust him.

Hu Xiner almost thought she was having an illusion that day.

Mu Qing patted her on the back and said, "Don't worry, I will be on guard against him."

"What if it's not true? Wouldn't that be an injustice to a good person?" Hu Xiner was a little conflicted. After all, the prince was the future emperor. If her relationship with the prince was ruined because of this, it would be more trouble than it would take.

Seeing her adorable look as she worried about him, Mu Qing's dark clouds in his heart dissipated unconsciously.

He smiled lightly and flicked Hu Xin'er's eyebrows: "When he asks me, I will say that it was my wife's order. My wife's orders cannot be disobeyed!"

Hu Xin'er covered her forehead and cried out in pain: "Do you know that being shot in the forehead is very painful!"

Mu Qing wanted to rub her, but she rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't touch me. I'm going to sleep in the study tonight."

As he said this, he was about to get off Mu Qing's legs. Mu Qing quickly hugged his wife tightly.

The two laughed and joked for a while before continuing to talk about business.

Regardless of whether it was done by the prince or not, the assassin died inexplicably, and the real culprit behind the scenes was far more powerful than they imagined.

It is precisely because this matter is both strange and without any trace that it deserves detailed investigation. Perhaps the Dali Temple has been infiltrated by a traitor.

Yunqiu came in with tea, and Hu Xiner asked her to fetch some water.

Mu Qing looked at Yun Qiu's back thoughtfully: "Did you find it easy to use her?"

"Very good." Hu Xiner felt a little jealous when she saw her husband staring at another woman's back in the middle of the night.

Mu Qing noticed in time that his wife's aura was not right: "Although the people my mother sent are capable, they are still not as easy to use as my own people. I will accompany you to pick a few loyal servants someday."

Hu Xin'er responded sweetly: "Okay, but why did you suddenly think of this?"

Mu Qing's face was filled with resentment: "Xiao Lan told me about your visit to the brothel."

To be precise, Xiaolan went to tell Erdong.

If Mu Qing had not happened to be there, he might have been kept in the dark.

Hu Xin'er put her arms around his neck a little embarrassedly and said coquettishly, "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

Mu Qing looked at her silently, with a questioning look in his eyes: Will there be a next time?

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." He sighed sadly. "I encountered a strange thing on the road today."

"What's the matter?" Hu Xin'er played with his hair.

After coming out of the Dali Temple, Erdong was called away by Xiaolan to rescue the eldest princess.

He went to look for Hu Xiner alone, but suddenly a disheveled man rushed out on the road, muttering that his body and soul were in different places and a great disaster was about to happen.

That's why Mu Qing came back angry.

The reason for not taking Feng Ge in was that he felt that the stranger came from unknown sources and was afraid that Hu Xiner would be hurt.

Hu Xiner listened and said, "Some charlatans deliberately say that people are in trouble so they can trick them into spending money to eliminate the disaster. Don't take it too seriously."

Mu Qing sighed again: "Xin'er, ever since I returned to the capital, I've vaguely felt as if there was a big hand looming over my head. I always feel irritated and uncomfortable."

Hu Xiner suggested, "How about we go back to the town?"

Anyway, Mother Lu has no plans to let Mu Qing become an official. She just wants Mu Qing to be safe and sound, and preferably give birth to a big fat grandson as soon as possible.

Mu Qing showed a worried look: "If we don't find out who sent the assassin, there will be danger in the future."

Hu Xiner smiled and said, "Then I'll make a little more money and hire 100 bodyguards to protect you and me!"

Her optimism and cheerfulness deeply touched Mu Qing.

Mu Qing couldn't help but bury his head in the crook of her neck.

It is said that the land of gentleness is the tomb of heroes, but sometimes he feels that he is that land of gentleness, delaying Hu Xiner's grand ambitions.

He told Hu Xin'er about this idea, and Hu Xin'er burst out laughing: "Hahahaha! How can you be so funny? With the financial resources of the Lu Mansion, hiring 1,000 bodyguards is more than enough."

"What if I'm not Lu Yunjue?" Mu Qing seemed to have really taken the crazy Taoist's words to heart.

Hu Xiner knew that he had always felt insecure because he had lost many memories.

So he softly comforted her, "Silly boy, even if you are really just a homeless person, you are the most beautiful homeless person in the world. There are many people who want to keep you as their mistress."

Mu Qing hesitated to speak. Could it be that Hu Xin'er was really only attracted by his beauty?

Hu Xiner blushed when he asked so many questions. The better the relationship between a couple, the more embarrassed they would be to talk about love or not.

Mu Qing understood immediately, and hugged Hu Xin'er and sighed affectionately, "Xin'er, honestly, although you're a little weak in martial arts, you always face everything with a smile and ease. In fact, your courage is even greater than mine."

Hu Xin'er said sweetly, "I'm not afraid because I know you will always protect me."

When the two were moved, they couldn't help but kiss each other, and the candles were blown out, leaving only the beauty in the room.

Late at night, Mu Qing felt like he was lying on a table, unable to move, and someone was slashing his face with a knife...