Chapter 030 The Princess's Doubts
The eldest princess received two pieces of news from different channels.
First, Mo Beiyuan was poisoned and almost died.
Secondly, there was a fire and a theft in Prince Consort Huanjing's mansion.
At this moment, Duan Ya looked as usual as she sat in the flower hall of Prince Consort Yan Jing's mansion, holding up the teacup and drinking tea very elegantly.
"Tea is still better in Xuanzhou. The mountains and waters here are beautiful, but there were always bandit problems in the past." She said to her attendant Han Lang.
"Yes." Han Lang had a few things to do and was kneeling there, not daring to move.
Mo Beiyuan was not protected well, and the booklet that Feng Aoqing sent out was not found. He couldn't even keep an eye on the Prince Consort's Mansion in Yanjing.
She stood up and went to the storehouse, and Han Lang hurriedly followed.
The warehouse looked normal.
The guard brought up two locks, one from the main building, which was cut into two pieces by a knife, and the other was the lock of the real heavy warehouse, with only the lock hook cut off.
"This lock is made of fine iron from Jixia Country. No ordinary sword or knife can break it, unless..." Han Lang hesitated to speak.
"Do you want to talk about the Jixia people?" Duan Ya frowned slightly.
"I dare not." Han Lang bowed hurriedly.
It is said that the people of Jixia are too old. The weapon to open this lock must be made of Jixia fine iron, and it must be of the best quality, so only a very small number of royal family members can use it.
And his master has a very deep connection with the Jixia royal family.
Duan Ya walked towards the warehouse.
When the door opened, even she couldn't hold back her excitement and looked at Han Lang in surprise.
Han Lang was at a loss as to how to explain this problem.
"How many hours did it take?"
Han Lang could only tell the truth: "Less than two quarters..."
Duan Ya threw down her sleeves.
Han Lang knelt down and said, "Master, it is true."
"Do you know how much time and manpower it took me to fill these two rooms with things?!" Duan Ya's voice remained the same, but with a hint of coldness.
"I know, but there were no signs of vehicles entering or leaving that night, and there were no vehicle tracks or footprints in the yard. It's as if these things... disappeared out of thin air." Han Lang said helplessly.
How could Duan Ya believe such an explanation?
"That means they were moved away a long time ago, little by little." She looked up at Han Lang.
Han Lang had been with her for many years and understood what she meant, so he replied, "They have all been imprisoned. I have already personally asked them once. What do you think..."
"No need. If you can't ask, no one else can."
Duan Ya straightened her skirt and left the warehouse.
"Was Beiyuan there that night?" she asked again.
"Exactly. He was poisoned and just saved his life. I'm afraid I'm powerless to deal with this."
"Are you sure it's not a serious injury, but poisoning?" Duan Ya frowned deeply.
"Yes. Those who heard the report said that it seemed more like poisoning than serious injuries, and the poison was cured by Feng Aoqing." Han Lang knew that once these words were spoken, this person would be shocked again.
Anyway, he told Duan Ya some of the things that happened along the way.
"Beiyuan, you really did hide a lot of things from me! When Feng Aoqing forced me to rescue her that day, I knew she was just pretending. The Princess Yonglin was just pretending for me, but this person now is the real Mo family's Patriarch's wife, Mo Beiyuan's first wife!"
Duan Ya's silver teeth were crushed in her mouth.
"Master, I'll go check it out." Han Lang volunteered.
"You don't have to worry about this."
"Yes." Han Lang could only agree.
"You stay here and investigate the whereabouts of the things. Once you find out, deal with the people involved directly, no matter who they are. There is no need to report. And there is also that booklet." A sinister look appeared on Duan Ya's face.
Han Lang nodded in agreement.
What he didn't know was that he couldn't complete either of these two tasks. He definitely couldn't find the lost items, and he couldn't find the booklet either. It was all in Feng Aoqing's space.
At night, people in the city discovered that the Prince Consort's Mansion was in flames, and the flames illuminated the entire South City.
What a wonderful house! Why does it always flood? It can't be saved.
How sad the princess must be to lose this house! This is where she and her husband met and stayed together!
The people sighed.
Duan Ya began planning the battle for the throne when she was twelve years old.
She was in control of everything, and everyone was within her calculations. Mo Beiyuan, who was two years younger than her, had been part of her plan since he was ten years old.
Mo Beiyuan is the sword in her hand and the shield in front of her body that Duan Ya prepared for King Cheng.
I have to say that she has a keen eye, and no matter what method she uses to win over people, every one of them is useful.
Later, Feng Aoqing caught her eye again, and she arranged their marriage.
This woman is not only beautiful, but also has a perfect identity, and most importantly, she is stupid.
Stupid people are easier to control.
Everyone is willing to give everything for her, even their lives.
However, the grown-up and battle-hardened Mo Beiyuan gradually slipped out of her control.
Her words are no longer the only command. He will ask why, suggest how, and predict what will happen.
More importantly, he seemed to see the new emperor's incompetence and understood her thoughts.
In this way, he could not be kept, but she still had compassion and did not want him to die, but who wanted him to die?
Now it seems that Mo Beiyuan has hidden a lot of things from her, including Feng Aoqing.
This foolish woman whom she thought was domineering and rude turned out not to be what she saw.
She won't allow anyone to lie to her, no one.
She wanted to see what kind of person this woman was.
She wanted to see what Mo Beiyuan was planning to do.
She also wanted to know who wanted him dead.
He can only kill himself.
......
After everyone fell asleep, Mo Beiyuan walked into the ruins of the main building of Beidou Village.
Si Chen hung upside down on the abandoned beam like a bat, with his head hanging above Mo Beiyuan's head.
"You always like to use fire." Mo Beiyuan laughed.
"It saves trouble." Si Chen replied.
"Ao Qing immediately guessed it was you."
"She is smart, but the Princess Yonglin I heard about doesn't seem to be like her." Si Chen recalled the scene in the Prince Consort's Mansion.
"The Princess Yonglin that I know doesn't seem to be like her." Mo Beiyuan felt helpless. He couldn't figure this out.
"Let me tell you, well, I don't know how to tell you, it's just..." Si Chen was not a talkative person, and after saying "just" and "anyway" for a long time he still couldn't organize the words to express what he wanted to say.
Before he could finish, a dark shadow came straight towards them.
To be precise, it was Chao Sichen, because his position looked too much like a sneak attacker.
"Master Mo, get out of the way!" the man shouted.
As the voice came out, the person had already arrived in front of Si Chen. With a flash of cold light, Si Chen quickly jumped away and kicked the small sword away with his toes.
"Young Master An, we are one of us." Mo Beiyuan hurriedly stopped him.
An Jinge then stopped and saw Si Chen clearly in the moonlight.
He was about the same height as me, only average in height among men, and looked... changed in appearance.
"Is he an ugly freak? He even disguises himself to see the master." An Jinge curled his lips.
Mo Beiyuan laughed: "Young Master An, you have misunderstood Master Si. He changed his appearance because he is too handsome."
When An Jinge looked up again, she saw Si Chen angrily tearing off his disguise.
Oh, he is quite handsome, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Ouch!" Someone behind the three people tripped and let out a cry of pain.
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