Chapter 155 The Southern Territory was robbed

Well...

If there's still a need to ask someone for help...

Mu Xi had no choice but to offer a suggestion: "How about this, tomorrow you take the initiative to go to Lord Shen and explain the situation, and ask him to act as the guarantor of the military order and the pardon. He can also help you to refine the wording of the written agreement."

Mu Xun asked, "If that's the case, wouldn't it expose what you're planning? Are you trying to let Lord Shen know early on that you don't intend to relinquish the position of heir apparent?"

"Let...of course I'll let...this was done to give up my position." Mu Xi generously taught Mu Xun how to fool people. "Just say that. If he still doesn't believe you, just say that the main reason is to deal with the Gao family. Otherwise, even if I'm willing to give up my position, the Gao family will never agree to it for Mu Chong's sake."

"Fine, let's do it this way for now," Mu Xun could only reluctantly agree.

Afterwards, Mu Xi made arrangements in earnest for her trip to the Southern Border.

Everyone around you, including all your trusted confidants, must be brought along.

Besides that, the most important thing is money. As the saying goes, money makes the world go round, and this applies everywhere.

Three days later, the military order and the pardon were settled.

Before setting off, Mu Xi had no choice but to make a trip back to the Jin Fangjun residence as a formality.

Jin Fangjun Mu Zhen's body lay on the bed, and in order to "welcome" Mu Xi's visit, it even opened its eyes slightly.

Rumors have already spread that Prince Jin Fang brought this upon himself, and that Prince Yu deliberately sent Mu Xi to his death.

Mu Xi prayed silently in her heart, then set off with a full two hundred men to begin the campaign to quell the bandits in the southern border.

The wheels rolled over the dust on the official road, leaving a dim yellow trail in the late autumn at Luoyan Gorge.

This journey bypasses the passes and goes straight into the heart of the southern border, all in order to find the nominal General of the South, Dai Rong, as soon as possible.

The steep cliffs on both sides and the trees rustling in the wind only accentuated the deathly silence of the canyon.

Mu Xi leaned against the carriage, her back aching and weak from the bumpy ride over the past few days, and she also developed PTSD from the terrain.

The last time she walked on such a mountain path, she was ambushed and nearly died from an arrow wound to the heart.

Although she sacrificed her fairy personality to protect her heart and save her life, she is still often weak and frail, otherwise she wouldn't have to suffer so much just to travel.

Luoyan Gorge is already in the southern border region, and the mountain and forest landscape of the coastal area is different from that of Moyang City.

As we gradually emerged from Luoyan Gorge, a three-way intersection came into view.

Mu Xi's nerves relaxed slightly.

However, the dense forest was unusually quiet, without even the sound of birds or animals.

A group of over two hundred people walked along the road, with only the sound of horses' hooves in the background.

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the whistling of several bowstrings, and a dozen dark figures darted out from the dense forest.

"Form a formation to protect the Crown Prince..." Mu Xun shouted, drawing his longsword.

Along the way, Mu Xun trained his guards as he traveled.

The accompanying troops were all elites, and their reaction was incredibly fast, charging forward with swords and shields.

However, the black-clad figure moved with agility and unpredictability, quite different from the previous black-clad robbers who charged head-on with wide, sweeping movements.

Mu Xi's heart pounded in her throat. The Southern Territory was not like Moyang City; she was unfamiliar with the place and its people.

But she had brought the danger upon herself, so she had to force herself to remain calm and drew a short knife from her waist, deciding to remain still for now.

Mu Xun's guards were disciplined and methodical, while the group of men in black also coordinated perfectly.

And the figure beneath the black clothes...

Mu Xi found them all strange. Many of them were short and agile, yet their movements were ghostly. Their blades were pointed with cunning and ruthless precision, without resorting to direct confrontation. Although they were all masked and their faces were obscured, they were clearly women.

Just as I reached this conclusion, a pungent wisp of smoke suddenly wafted in from all directions.

Alarm bells rang in Mu Xi's mind: "Poisonous smoke...poisonous smoke... Doctor Luo... Doctor Luo..."

Doctor Luo was still riding in the carriage behind with Bao Fan.

Mu Xi cried out twice before quickly covering her mouth and nose.

This is clearly toxic fumes; once inhaled, it rushes straight to the top of the head.

In just a few breaths, as the poisonous smoke filled the air, the guards fell from their horses before Mu Xi's eyes, like wheat cut down by a sickle.

Although Mu Xun's sword strikes were fierce, he also inhaled a lot of poisonous gas and was surrounded by several men in black.

It's too late.

The scenery before Mu Xi's eyes instantly distorted and spun, all sounds receded like a tide, and before her consciousness was swallowed up, her last memory was watching Mu Xun's figure sway as he disregarded his own safety and rode back towards her...

When I opened my eyes again, the blinding sunlight shone through a small moon-shaped window.

Mu Xi composed herself and tried to get up without any difficulty.

Now she found herself in a simply furnished room with a carved gauze curtained wooden bed, a round table and rattan chairs, and a teapot and teacups on the table.

Mu Xi looked down at herself and saw that she was still wearing the light green long robe she wore before she fell into a coma, and the inner garment was the imitation human skin vest that Doctor Luo had insisted she wear.

Through the continuous improvements made by Doctor Luo, the human skin vest became increasingly breathable.

Mu Xi touched her ornaments again; the short sword at her waist was gone, and most importantly, the troop-mobilizing token was missing…

Fortunately, the military command token was still safely tucked away in his bosom.

This is our only asset in the southern border.

But this situation... doesn't seem like being kidnapped, does it?

Mu Xi slowly got out of bed and went to the door.

As soon as the door opened, two women dressed in black stood with their backs to the door like clay or wooden sculptures. They turned around only when they heard the door open, and without saying a word, each stretched out a hand to block the way out.

"Who are you? Where is this?" Mu Xi asked, only to find her throat dry and hoarse.

Although the two women, dressed in black, were different from the previous robbers, their aura clearly indicated that they were martial artists, not ordinary servants.

The two men didn't answer, they just blocked each other with their hands.

Mu Xi dared not make a move and could only ask again, "Where are the others?"

The two women in black remained silent.

"Are you deaf and unable to hear me, or mute and unable to speak?" Mu Xi naturally thought neither was possible.

The woman in black remained motionless.

Unable to do anything else, Mu Xi forced herself to step outside.

But as soon as she moved, two women in black immediately grabbed her from the left and right and carried her into the house.

"Ah...who are you people? Help...help..." No matter the situation, shouting for help should always work.

As soon as Mu Xi shouted, there was a commotion in the next room.

Clang, clang, clang...

Then came Mu Xun's cry: "Young Master...Young Master...is that you?"

"Mu Xun, Mu Xun..." Mu Xi didn't expect Mu Xun to be right next door. She tried to rush out, but was instead lifted up and pushed onto the bed.

Another series of clanging noises came from Mu Xun's room next door, but no one was seen.

Finally, all that could be heard was Mu Xun's concerned and anxious inquiry: "How is the young master? Is he injured?"

"No..." Mu Xi was pinned to the bed and gave up struggling, only able to shout at the top of her lungs, "Are you alright? Where is this place? Where is everyone else?"