Inside the Prince's Mansion
Zheng Qing called out to Ye Qi, who was about to leave.
Is what Yun Han said true?
Ye Qi didn't hear what Mo Yunhan said to him; he simply cupped his hands in greeting.
“Uncle, if the Prince gives the order, just do your best to do it. You should trust the Prince’s character.”
Zheng Qing believed it, of course.
He just couldn't believe it.
Tomorrow really...
Ye Qi had already turned and left.
In the pitch-black Chang'an District, only a few candles were lit.
The entire street was eerily quiet.
Song Yushu was worried about leaving Mo Qingrui alone, so he let her stay at the Prince's Mansion.
"Things have finally taken a turn for the better. Stop crying, or you'll go blind. Tomorrow, the Empress Dowager's coffin will leave the capital. According to etiquette, you should go to the city gate to kneel and bid farewell. Remember, no matter what, do not cause trouble with the Emperor at that time."
Mo Qingrui nodded.
It seems that in the blink of an eye, many years of vicissitudes have passed.
“I know. It’s no use pleading with the Emperor; the imperial decree has already been issued. If he truly cared for his niece, he wouldn’t have ordered Jiang Zhao’s execution without even asking me a question. The Emperor’s heart is ultimately cold.”
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Weishan
It cannot be called a mountain.
Its terrain is unusually strange, with the highest point only a house's height above the flat ground.
However, in low-lying areas, the number of such places is several times greater.
Weishan is more like a series of overlapping mountain valleys.
The area is densely forested and rocky, and is home to a variety of precious medicinal herbs, making it a favorite destination for many herb farmers.
However, due to the unsuitable living environment, the nearest village is still a distance away on foot.
The falcon landed at the entrance to Weishan.
Both Xiaohua and Xiaohong smelled the unusual odor and excitedly let out low growls.
Mo Yunhan helped Jiang Qingwan dismount.
"Don't rush. There are many forks in the road and swamps. If you fall in, it won't be easy to get out."
Xiao Hong and Xiao Hua both raised their heads in displeasure.
But they didn't go any further.
Swamps are different from other terrains; even intelligent spirit beasts like these find it difficult to get out once they get trapped.
Jiang Qingwan retied the sash of her cloak.
"Mo Yunhan, have you been to Weishan before?"
"Yes, I've been here before." Mo Yunhan looked at the dark road ahead with a slightly somber expression, and raised his hand to rub the head of the falcon.
"When I was young, I rode into the area in search of a medicinal herb, and it was here that Falcon's father died."
Because of this incident, he did not come back for many years.
I still vividly remember the locations of the swamp.
Let's go.
He reached out his hand to Jiang Qingwan.
He left the falcon outside, then, leading her and Little Flower and Little Red, his figure quickly disappeared into the dark forest.
What medicine were you looking for at the time?
"Ghost Hand Flower. My mother's death anniversary is approaching. I heard that a Ghost Hand Flower has grown in Weishan. It blooms beautifully and is said to be able to summon souls. If you take it, you can see the dead."
Jiang Qingwan looked at his back, and through the sparse moonlight, she seemed to see the impetuous and stubborn boy from the past.
"The Ghost Hand Flower cannot summon spirits; it is highly poisonous. If ingested, it will cause hallucinations, eventually leading to death from the poison invading the internal organs. After death, the person will have a smile on their face due to the hallucinations, appearing extremely happy and peaceful. Fortunately, you didn't eat it."
Mo Yunhan did not stop walking.
He carefully observed the surroundings.
With a faint smile, she asked in return, "If I had known you back then, I wouldn't have believed these rumors and would have just asked you for a talisman to see the deceased."
He said it casually.
Jiang Qingwan's heart tightened suddenly.
"Do you still want to see her?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Hua, who was following behind Jiang Qingwan, suddenly let out a low growl, exuding a dangerous killing intent.
Xiao Hong also looked ahead warily.
Mo Yunhan slowly stopped.
"Someone is coming, and they smell of blood."
He tightened his grip, shielding Jiang Qingwan behind him.
Perhaps due to the weather, a light mist had already gathered on the mountain road and forest path ahead.
The heavy, panting sounds grew closer, eerie and terrifying.
Just as Mo Yunhan was about to make his move.
He could see the other person's clothes clearly.
"They are constables from the Jingzhao Prefecture."
The person who came was injured and was clutching his chest, running towards them in terror.
Upon suddenly seeing the two people and two beasts, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
Mo Yunhan spoke first.
"Has something happened to Liu Ruzhi?"
Hearing his master's name called, the constable regained some of his senses.
She quickly recognized Mo Yunhan and Jiang Qingwan, and was both surprised and delighted, crying and wailing all at the same time.
"Ninth Prince, Ninth Princess... save my master... something terrible has happened!"
He was somewhat incoherent.
Jiang Qingwan said gently, "Everything will be alright now that we're here. Catch your breath and talk properly."
The constable calmed down and took several deep breaths to regain his composure.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, Lord Liu led us to Weishan to apprehend the culprits, but those two bandits are incredibly cunning, leading us deeper into the mountains. Fortunately, our head constable visited Weishan years ago and is familiar with the terrain, avoiding the dangers of swamps and ravines. Lord Liu even used the terrain to his advantage, luring out the two bandits so we could capture them with all our might, but who knew... who knew..."
As he spoke, a look of extreme terror appeared on his face.
"Who knew that the two bandits were not alive?"
Jiang Qingwan spoke for him, saying what he hadn't said.
The constable was so shocked that his eyes widened.
"Your Highness, you are truly a deity! You can foresee the future! Those two bandits are not living beings. Their wounds are festering, their eyes are bloodshot, and their faces are expressionless. They even managed to crawl out of the deep pit with their bare hands, like demons. We were all terrified and unable to resist them at all. We all protected Lord Liu and tried to retreat."
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