An Ning was stunned: "All your assets?"

Mu Ange continued, "I'm not by your side, and you don't have anything to rely on."

An Ning interrupted him, saying, "I thought you were going to take me away."

A hint of pain flashed in Mu Ange's eyes: "The road ahead is dangerous, it's too dangerous for you to follow me."

An Ning looked at the two hundred people outside: "It's dangerous, yet you brought so few people. Perhaps I can help you?"

Mu Ange looked at An Ning, somewhat puzzled. Why did he feel that An Ning's attitude towards him had changed?

“This time it’s serious, you can’t go with me.”

An Ning replied, "Are you really comfortable handing me over to someone else?"

Although I have arranged for the person I trust most and made the most meticulous arrangements, no one can replace me in guarding peace.

"Have you thought it through? You're coming with me?"

An Ning nodded: "I can rest easy knowing I died right next to you."

Mu Ange gently patted her head: "Don't say that word."

As winter approached, the cold wind grew even more biting. Although charcoal fires were lit inside the tents, people still shivered from the cold.

Although the night is cold, my heart is still warm.

Inside the palace.

The emperor, nestled on his soft couch, looked at the case report submitted by the Minister of Justice: "Is it really him?"

He found it hard to believe that just as he was about to order the man to be killed, the man happened to perish in the fire.

"It's confirmed, he's a eunuch."

"Aside from this, are there no other characteristics?"

The Minister said, "The age and height match. Old Master Yan also took a look and fainted on the spot, saying that it was all his fault and that he should not have let her go to work in the small house alone. The small house was dimly lit and always lit by candles. I'm afraid that the candles accidentally burned something else, which caused the fire."

The emperor frowned slightly: "With such a big fire, why didn't he run away?"

The Minister continued, "Old Yan said that his apprentice is usually very serious about his work, so much so that he can't even hear thunder. By the time he realized what was happening, it was already too late."

Where is the body?

"All that's left is a skeleton."

The emperor placed the memorial in his hand on the table: "Give it to Elder Yan; after all, he is his beloved disciple."

"yes."

When the blackened corpse was carried from the Ministry of Justice to the Ministry of Works, it was quite a grand affair. Before long, the news of Xiao Ningzi's death in the fire spread.

Old Yan looked at the corpse and cried uncontrollably until his hand started to cramp and his eyes rolled back repeatedly. He was then helped back into the house to rest.

The moment the door closed, Old Man Yan's tearful face instantly turned expressionless. He moved his mouth slightly, then rubbed his cheeks, looked at the person beside him, and asked, "Was I overacting just now?"

"No, no, it's very realistic. I almost believed that the corpse was Xiao Ning."

Inside the Yangju Palace, a secret guard reported: "Your Majesty, Elder Yan has been crying incessantly, and he's even started having cramps from crying."

The emperor waved his hand, signaling him to step back: "It really is that eunuch."

Mu Anjin stepped forward and said softly, "Father can rest assured now."

"When that eunuch suddenly appeared beside me, I felt it was very strange, and it was indeed not a good omen."

Mu Anjin nodded: "As the Emperor, Father cannot have those messy and unlucky people around him."

"How is Mu Ange? Has she set off?"

"They've already left."

"Isn't two hundred people too few?"

Mu Anjin said with a smile, "Third Brother is highly skilled in martial arts, so it's alright. It's not like we're on a military campaign, just suppressing bandits."

The emperor nodded. In the dim light where the emperor couldn't see him, Mu Anjin's face revealed a bloodthirsty smile. It was about suppressing bandits, but who could say exactly how many bandits there were?