Chapter 377 Countless Questions Cannot Be Answered
Shen Hanxing's fingertips were icy cold, and even the blood in them seemed to be frozen.
She could feel her heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to explode, her eardrums were buzzing, and the blood light in front of her eyes began to shake.
She wanted to look away, but Xuanyuan Ce's gaze was like nails piercing her face, forcing her to look at the glaring red.
Just then, a hand gently pressed on the back of her shoulder.
It’s Qi Moxun.
He took a half step forward and stood beside her calmly, his shoulders slightly tilted, as if he was erecting an invisible barrier in front of her.
Shen Hanxing could feel the muscles in his arms tensing, and he was obviously trying hard to control his anger, but his voice was unusually calm.
"We have noted Mr. Xuanyuan's rules. Can you take us to see Fu Jingheng now?"
His tone was neither humble nor arrogant. He didn't show weakness, nor did he confront the problem head-on. He brought the topic back to the right place.
Xuanyuan Ce paused in wiping the arrow, his eyes swept across Qi Moxun's face, and then fell back on Shen Hanxing.
He saw that her lower lip had turned white from being bitten so tightly, and that her hands at her sides were trembling slightly, but he still wanted to add fuel to the fire.
"What's the hurry? I haven't finished hunting yet."
He raised his hand and threw the clean arrow to the bodyguard behind him, then took the other bow.
"The deer in the Mist Hidden Mountain are the most cunning. They always think they can hide in the fog and be safe, but they don't know..."
He drew the bowstring to its full extent, his eyes fixed on the bushes not far away.
There was a leaf swaying gently, obviously hiding frightened prey.
“…As long as I want, no matter how thick the fog is, it can’t hide me.”
With a whoosh, the arrow flew through the air, followed by a short whine, and then silence.
Shen Hanxing's breathing was completely disordered.
She knew that Xuanyuan Ce was not talking about a deer.
He was talking about her.
No matter how deep they hid, he could easily find and destroy them as long as he wanted.
Her fingertips began to feel numb and her vision became blurry, but she stared at Xuanyuan Ce's face and forced herself to suppress her fear.
She is Shen Hanxing, the president of Chuxin Company and the mother of two children. She cannot fall here.
"Mr. Xuanyuan's archery skills are indeed amazing."
She suddenly spoke, her voice steadier than before, and even with a hint of a smile in it.
"But this villa is so elegantly built, and the smell of blood filling the yard would probably ruin the scenery."
When these words came out, not only Xuanyuan Ce was stunned, but even Qi Moxun looked at her in surprise.
Chen Hanxing met Xuanyuan Ce's inquiring gaze and continued.
"After all, we're here to discuss business, not to watch the hunt. If Mr. Xuanyuan is busy, we can wait in the guest room first and not disturb your leisure time."
Her tone was calm, even a little considerate, but every word she said was like a soft knife. She neither accepted his threat nor hinted at the vulgarity of his behavior.
Xuanyuan Ce stared at her for three seconds and suddenly burst into laughter.
The laughter was so loud that it quieted the hounds around him. He stood up, handed the hunting rifle to the person behind him, and brushed the dust off his hands.
"Miss Shen is more interesting than I thought. Okay, since the guests find it a spoiler, let's stop hunting for now."
He raised his hand to signal.
"Take Miss Shen and Mr. Qi to Tingzhuyuan and treat them well."
Two bodyguards stepped forward to lead the way, and Shen Hanxing followed them, deliberately not looking back at the pool of blood.
But she could feel that Xuanyuan Ce's gaze was following her all the time, like a cold snake, wrapping around her and making her back stiff.
As they walked through the corridor, Qi Moxun quietly approached her and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Well done."
Shen Hanxing didn't say anything, but just shook his hand.
His palms were full of sweat. It turned out that he was not as calm as he looked.
It was not until he entered the guest room of Tingzhuyuan and the door was closed that Chen Hanxing seemed to have lost all his strength. He slid down slowly with his back against the door panel and sat down.
She covered her face with her hands, and a suppressed gasp came from between her fingers. The calmness she had just maintained collapsed, leaving only a chill that penetrated deep into her bones.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Qi Moxun squatted down and gently pulled her hand away.
Her face was as pale as paper, her lips were bloodless, and the red bloodshot under her eyes spread like spider webs.
He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "You were very brave just now, braver than I thought."
"I'm scared to death."
Shen Hanxing's voice was filled with tears, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.
"Axun, did you see the deer's eyes? It was just wide open, as if asking why..."
Even though I have seen many tricks in the business world.
But most of them are wars without gunpowder.
Such a cruel scene is something I have never seen before in my life.
The impact on her three views was almost extreme.
For a moment, it was really hard to calm down.
"Don't think about it."
Qi Moxun held her cold hand, pried open her fingers, and saw the deep crescent mark on her palm, and his heart tightened.
He gently rubbed the marks with his thumb. "He's just trying to scare you. The more he does this, the more we must stay away from chaos."
"There must be surveillance here, so be careful what you say. I just saw an old locust tree in the yard with a hole in its trunk. I'll find a way to spread the news so the people behind us can be prepared."
Shen Hanxing nodded, sniffed, and tried to calm herself down.
She knew this was just the beginning.
Xuanyuan Ce's show of force failed, and there will only be more difficult tactics next.
And where is Fu Jingheng?
What are he and Xuanyuan Ce plotting?
Why did Xuanyuan Pavilion ask her to come?
Countless questions swirled in his mind, Shen Hanxing closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
When I opened my eyes again, the fragility in my eyes had been replaced by tenacity.
She can't lose.
For the two children waiting for her to return and for the responsibilities on her shoulders, she must hold on.
She must find the answer she wants in this villa that looks elegant but is actually full of traps.
The wind outside the window blew through the bamboo forest, making a rustling sound, as if someone was whispering in the dark.
Shen Hanxing held Qi Moxun's hand tightly, feeling the warmth from his palm, and secretly made up her mind that no matter how dangerous the road ahead was, she would go on.
…
When night falls, the shadows of bamboo sway on the window paper, like countless prying eyes.
Under the pretext of checking the doors and windows, Qi Moxun quietly stuffed a dead leaf with a secret code into the gap of the windowsill.
Chen Hanxing sat at the table, his fingertips stroking the celadon tea set in the guest room. A tiny "Ce" character was engraved on the bottom of the cup, and dark patterns seemed to be hidden deep in the glaze, which looked very much like the outline of a map of Wuyin Mountain.
"Knock knock knock," there was a sudden knock on the door. Qi Moxun instantly stood in front of Shen Hanxing and said in a deep voice, "Come in."
A servant came in with a tray, his head lowered and his voice weak.
"Dinner, sir and madam."
The silver bowl on the tray was covered with a lid, but it faintly smelled of medicine.
Chen Hanxing noticed that there was a circle of light red marks on the maid's wrist, as if she had been tied up with ropes for a long time.
After everyone left, Qi Moxun opened the lid of the bowl and found clear soup inside.
He stirred it carefully and cautiously.
Under the wolfberries floating in the soup, I found half a torn piece of paper. When I unfolded it, I saw only three words: "Forbidden in the Back Mountain".
The sound of the wind outside the window suddenly became faster, the rustling of bamboo leaves was mixed with the low barking of hunting dogs in the distance.
Shen Hanxing looked at Qi Moxun, his eyes full of complicated emotions.
"It's Fu Jingheng's handwriting! He's hinting at the forbidden area in the back mountain!"
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