"You say." Mu Jingrui watched Shangguan Wanning suffer and could only watch helplessly, wishing he could take her place.
"Go to Aunt Zhao's room and find a special spice for me. Take some out and ask someone who knows about it to identify it. I think... there's something wrong with that spice."
“What kind of spices?”
"Hmm..." Shangguan Wan Ning didn't know how to describe the smell, "As long as you smell it, you will know it."
"good."
Mu Jingrui carefully put Shangguan Wanning back into the bed and took out a small piece of porcelain from his sleeve.
"This contains excellent medicine. After your wound heals, let Lu Tong apply it on it for you. It will not only relieve itching and pain, but also won't leave scars."
Shangguan Wanning looked up at Mu Jingrui, her bright eyes gleaming with a clear light, and she said coquettishly: "Whether I will have a scar or not, what does it have to do with you?"
Mu Jingrui was not angry. He smiled lightly and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Of course it matters. You can't see the back... I want to see it in the future."
Shangguan Wanning's cheeks flushed, she clenched her fists and hit Mu Jingrui.
Mu Jingrui did not dodge. After being hit by her a few times, he reached out and tidied her hair on her forehead, and said softly: "Wait for my good news. Take good care of yourself these days. If anything happens, let Lu Tong notify me immediately."
"Know."
Shangguan Wanning was immersed in Mu Jingrui's gentle gaze, and ripples appeared in her heart.
Mu Jingrui left reluctantly, covered himself with the black scarf again, and went directly to Aunt Zhao's room under Lutong's guidance.
At this time, everyone had fallen asleep, even the maids and nannies on duty were dozing off in the outer room.
He walked over and pressed their acupoints, making them sleep more deeply.
Mu Jingrui quietly lurked in Aunt Zhao's room, and when he walked near the dressing table, he vaguely smelled a special fragrance.
He immediately understood why Shangguan Wanning said that she could tell just by smelling him.
Because this scent is really special.
Mu Jingrui took out an inconspicuous little box from the drawer. He opened it and saw a pink ** inside.
He hid in his sleeve and was about to leave when Aunt Zhao suddenly woke up and shouted, "Who are you? Come here..."
Mu Jingrui didn't want to get entangled any more, but when he thought of what Aunt Zhao had done to Shangguan Wanning, he still slapped her in the air and then jumped out of the window.
Aunt Zhao's loud shouting alarmed the patrolling night guards, who quickly came over and surrounded Mu Jingrui who was about to escape.
Mu Jingrui looked around, drew out the soft sword wrapped around his waist, and with a flash of sword light, he forced the guards back while jumping onto the roof and galloping away.
He ran all the way, and in order to shake off his pursuers, he deliberately took a big detour before returning to his home.
"Brother, why did you just come back?"
Mu Jingyan, who was dozing off on the table in the living room, rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked over to him.
"Um?"
She paused, and then sniffed Mu Jingrui again and again like a puppy.
"What are you doing?" Mu Jingrui felt very uncomfortable with his sister.
"You went to a red-light district in the middle of the night? You smell so good?"
Mu Jingrui poked his sister's forehead and scolded her with a smile: "Have you ever seen anyone go to a place like that dressed like me?"
"Oh!" Mu Jingyan's eyes revealed a meaningful smile, "Then you must have secretly gone to see Wan Ning."
"Nosy." Mu Jingrui was touched by what he was thinking. He avoided Mu Jingyan's gaze, sat down and poured himself a glass of water, "It's late, go to bed."
Mu Jingyan stretched her body. Seeing that her brother had returned safely, she had nothing to worry about and turned back to her room.
Mu Jingrui took out the box, and the strange fragrance stimulated his sense of smell again. This time...
It was as if there was some strange force pulling him, making him feel restless. Shangguan Wanning's appearance kept flashing in his mind.
He really wants to...
Mu Jingrui felt extremely hot all over, and even after drinking several glasses of water, he still couldn't suppress the fire burning in his chest.
It seems that Shangguan Wanning's guess was correct, there is indeed something wrong with this fragrance.
Mu Jingrui took a deep breath, closed the box, and wrapped it with several layers of handkerchiefs, trying his best to prevent the fragrance from escaping.
He stuffed the box under the table, got up and took a cold shower to wash away all the lingering fragrance on his body.
After the morning court the next day, Mu Jingrui reported the matter to Xiao Yujue and handed the box to him.
"Don't worry, I will have someone find out what this thing is as soon as possible."
Xiao Yujue also didn't want the Marquis of Yiyong's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion to become enemies.
They originally belonged to the same camp and the same force. If they split, the political parties in the court will face a reshuffle, which is not good for the current situation.
Mu Jingrui was worried when he thought about how Shangguan Wanning endured the pain last night.
"elder brother……"
The door of the study was pushed open and Mu Jingyan rushed in.
Mu Jingrui was troubled by her behavior of never knocking on the door. "Xiaoyan, can you be more like a girl?"
"Oh, let's talk about it next time." Mu Jingyan was a little anxious. "When I was shopping outside just now, I saw the sedan chair of Marquis Yiyong heading towards the Prime Minister's Mansion. The ones holding the sedan chair were his second and third sons. They looked aggressive, and it seemed that...something was not right."
Mu Jingrui's face changed and he immediately stood up from his chair.
Marquis Yiyong Zheng Guoxun has seldom gone out in recent years. This time he went to the Prime Minister's Mansion in person. It seems that what Shangguan Wanning was worried about happened.
"Brother? What's wrong with you?" Mu Jingyan noticed the change in his brother's expression and asked with concern.
Mu Jingrui didn't bother to answer. He immediately picked up a pen, wrote a few words, folded them and put them into his sleeve, then hurried out.
Zheng Guoxun received news from the Prime Minister's Office that Shangguan Yue not only ignored his daughter during this period, but also seriously injured his granddaughter, whom he regarded as his beloved treasure.
He flew into a rage.
He immediately ordered a sedan chair to be prepared and rushed to the Prime Minister's residence.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning came flying over and pierced through the curtain of the sedan chair.
Zheng Guoxun pinched it with his fingers, and half of his arm felt numb.
The sedan stopped, and the two sons and the guards drew their weapons.
"Dad, how are you?"
Zheng Guoxun opened the note on the flying knife and a deep light appeared in his eyes.
He lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and said calmly, "I'm fine. I feel a little unwell, so I'll turn back."
Zheng Binghang and Zheng Bingrong looked at each other.
"Dad, aren't we going to see my little sister and Ning'er? They...they've been bullied."
Zheng Guoxun said nothing and lowered the curtain of the sedan chair.
Seeing their father's firm attitude, the two brothers had no choice but to order their servants to return home.
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