Chapter 49 Disposing of the Corpse

Mu Xi was finally thrown back onto the bed, weak and listless: "Quick...quick..."

Mu Xun's eyes, like a lake after the rain, were filled with heartache: "You almost risked your life twice, it's all my fault..."

Yes, both times it was a near-perfect one-for-one exchange.

But Mu Xi didn't have time to think about these things: "Outside...is there anything outside..."

Before he could finish speaking, the shadows of the trees outside the window suddenly rustled.

Mu Xun immediately became alert, his eyes suddenly turning cold as he realized something: "This is bad, she can't be alone."

This is exactly what Mu Xi is worried about.

"Don't be afraid, I'll handle it." Before Mu Xun finished speaking, he rushed to the window, his white figure flashing like lightning as he flipped out.

Finally, Mu Xi heard Mu Xun shout in some direction, "Assassins! Assassins! Protect the Prince! Protect the Prince!"

Yes, why not just blame the assassin for the death of the Han family?

Mu Xi hadn't had time to come up with such an excuse yet.

Mu Xun does have a brain after all, but...

Looking down, I saw Han's corpse again.

Under the moonlight, the marks on Han's neck were clearly visible, and they definitely needed to be treated.

Thinking of this, Mu Xi regained some strength and stood up again, wanting to move Han's body.

As soon as I exerted force, the wound on my chest throbbed with pain again.

Mu Xi collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

Outside, following Mu Xun's shouts, shouts and the footsteps of soldiers running around began to appear all around.

Mu Xi grew increasingly anxious. If Han's body wasn't dealt with soon, and it was discovered, it would be impossible to cover it up.

Despite the excruciating pain, he pressed his hand against the wound, his vision blurring as he struggled to his feet.

Before I could even stand still, the door was slammed open again.

Mu Xi turned around in fright.

Jin Fangjun Muzhen, leaning on a cane and supported by the head steward Pei Dong, stood at the door, panting heavily.

Mu Xi pointed at Han's corpse, about to say something.

The divine physician Luo rushed in from outside: "Your Highness... Your Highness... How could there be another assassin trying to kill you?"

As they passed Jin Fangjun and Mu Zhen at the doorway, half of their bodies bumped into each other.

Unaware of what was happening, Doctor Luo knocked Jin Fangjun Muzhen to the ground.

"My Lord, My Lord..." The head steward, Pei Dong, was also lame, and when he fell down, he realized something was wrong.

Tao'er, who was following behind Doctor Luo, almost tripped and fell, then screamed in surprise: "Ah..."

The inner room immediately descended into chaos again.

Mu Xi took a deep breath: "Don't shout, I'm fine, I'm still alive."

Doctor Luo had originally headed straight for Mu Xi, but upon hearing Mu Xi's words, she turned back for a glance and immediately looked down on her: "Isn't this just making things worse..."

Jin Fangjun Muzhen fainted on the spot before he could even say a word.

"First...first..." Mu Xi wanted to say that she should first help her dispose of Han's body.

But Doctor Luo clearly misunderstood. He turned back to take Mu Zhen's pulse and casually instructed Tao'er, "You... first help the young master up and lie down on the bed. The young master is not suitable to get out of bed at all, let alone do any labor."

"Ah...yes..." In a panic, Tao'er walked around Han's corpse and stepped forward.

With Tao'er's help, Mu Xi finally got up again and sat back on the bed.

Doctor Luo touched Mu Zhen's wrist briefly with her fingers before standing up and saying to Pei Dong, who was struggling to his feet, "Your lord has worked hard for many years, and his body is at its limit. His heart is very weak, and he will be in serious trouble if you are not careful. You should take him back quickly and give him the 'heart-saving pill' that I have prepared. Since you can't help, there is no need to run around here anymore."

"Understood." Pei Dong said nothing more and limped out to call for help.

"Wait..." Mu Xi barely managed to get herself onto the bed, but she couldn't forget about Han's body. "Thank you for taking the Divine Physician Luo to escort you, Lord. I dare not let anyone else see me in this inner room now."

Doctor Luo glanced at Han's corpse and understood. He was very reluctant, but he nodded in the end.

After thinking for a second, he bent down and inserted two silver needles into Mu Zhen's wrist before helping the unconscious Mu Zhen up and, together with Pei Dong, sending him out.

Mu Xi watched the three figures disappear into the distance, then turned back to instruct Tao'er to help dispose of Han's body.

But Tao'er was just a naive teenage girl...

Just as Mu Xi was hesitating, Mu Xun jumped back through the window.

As soon as Mu Xun returned, he asked, "Brother, are you alright? Besides the old wounds, are there any new ones?"

"I'm alright." Mu Xi didn't care about her wounds at this point. "Did you catch anyone? What should we do with the body?"

"It's good that my brother is alright." Mu Xun looked Mu Xi over anxiously, and only after making sure that Mu Xi's breathing was relatively smooth did he breathe a sigh of relief. Then he replied, "We caught two lookouts outside and dealt with them directly. As for Han's body... let them be given to the assassins."

"Hmm." Mu Xi had lost too much blood and was completely exhausted. Her mind was also not sharp enough, and she couldn't think of any other solutions for the time being, so she remained silent.

Mu Xun glanced at Han's corpse again: "There are ligature marks on her neck, so... it has to be faked that she was slit in the throat by an assassin and then pushed into the well to drown."

Mu Xi had no objections.

As Mu Xun spoke, he drew his sword from his waist and slashed it toward Han's neck.

But he stopped halfway through the sword's fall.

Tao'er, who was standing to the side, thought of something and said, "Second Young Master, please wait a moment. This servant will relight the lamps."

“No need,” Mu Xun immediately stopped him.

Mu Xi didn't want to turn on the lights now, so the room was dim, but the moonlight was bright, which didn't hinder her from doing her work.

Mu Xun's gaze fell on Han's corpse without a trace of warmth, and his words were unusually calm: "Such a despicable person should not have defiled your bedroom. My blade will also leave marks, so it would be better to change your knife somewhere else."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xun bent down and carried Han's body. Just as he was about to rush out the window again, he asked Tao'er with concern, "Where is Doctor Luo? Go and invite Doctor Luo over quickly to re-bandage the young master's wounds."

Before Tao'er could answer, the door was pushed open again, and someone said, "Doctor Luo, Doctor Luo has arrived."

Doctor Luo pushed open the door and entered. Upon seeing Mu Xun carrying the corpse, he asked, "What do you plan to do with the corpse?"

Mu Xun simply stated: "The assassin attempted to kill Han, but mistakenly killed her and pushed her into the well, where she drowned."

"Your explanation will fall apart if the coroner examines it," Doctor Luo said, disagreeing. He further asked, "Could we destroy the evidence and simply pretend she's missing?"

Mu Xun didn't need to think too much: "This person is Gao's birth mother, she won't disappear easily, someone will definitely investigate to the end."

Doctor Luo waved his hand, turned around and locked the door: "Never mind, it seems we won't need it. I have no other good ideas."

Mu Xun did not reply, and carrying Han's body, he disappeared through the window again.

Doctor Luo turned around and instructed Tao'er, "Light the lamps and clean this place up again, making sure there are no traces left."

"Yes." Tao'er had already found the candlestick and immediately lit it.

The matter has now come to a temporary end.

Mu Xi felt a wave of relief wash over her, and an overwhelming sense of exhaustion washed over her as she collapsed heavily to the ground.