Chapter 131 Birds of a feather flock together
Mo Jinchuan lowered his eyes, stroking the red jade ring on his thumb, and said indifferently: "After Princess Shihan has identified the deceased and determined the cause of death, I will conduct a thorough investigation and give him justice."
Zhuang Shihan was so angry at this that she laughed. She pointed to a place not far away and said sarcastically, "There's probably no one else in the entire army who's this ugly. If His Majesty had just raised his eyes, he wouldn't have said such vulgar words."
An Yi: "How outrageous!"
Zhuang Shihan frowned, "You're the one being presumptuous! As a guard for His Royal Highness Prince Jin, you don't think about protecting your master's safety, but instead chase after women like a dog all day long. What do you want to do?"
An Yi has always been bad at speaking, and his face flushed red with anger at her words. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't make such a fuss here."
"Am I talking nonsense?" Zhuang Shihan covered her lips and chuckled. "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself. There are so many eyes in the army watching."
Although she was speaking to An Yi, her eyes were fixed on Mo Jinchuan without blinking, trying to see even a hint of shame or anger on his face.
A single man and a single woman rode in a carriage together for several days, and nothing happened. Are they kidding me?
Unless he's not a man...
Her complicated gaze moved down Mo Jinchuan's handsome face, and when it reached his waist and abdomen, someone grabbed her wrist.
Lin Tingfeng's voice, suppressed with anger, rang in his ears, "Stop making trouble."
His hand was so strong that Zhuang Shihan felt like her wrist bones were about to be crushed. Her expression immediately changed and she said in a cold voice, "Let go!"
Seeing that her brows were furrowed in pain, Lin Tingfeng subconsciously loosened his grip but did not let go.
He shielded Zhuang Shihan behind him and said apologetically, "Shihan is a quick-witted person and means no harm. I hope His Royal Highness Prince Jin and Commander An will not take it personally."
Zhuang Shihan said unhappily, "What does my business have to do with you?"
Lin Tingfeng glanced sideways and scolded coldly, "Shut up!"
"I..." Zhuang Shihan was already angry, and felt even more aggrieved when she heard him say that.
But the next second, when she heard Lin Tingfeng say, "He is too indulgent towards her, so if you want to punish someone, punish him," the bitterness in her heart instantly turned into sweetness.
She knew that Brother Feng still had her in his heart.
Zhuang Shihan quietly reached out to hold Lin Tingfeng's hand, but he avoided her without leaving a trace.
An Yi looked at the two people as if no one was around, and had only one thought in his mind.
Draw your sword and kill them, and send them to hell to be a pair of desperate lovers.
The military camp is a very important place, how can they play around like that?
Compared to the gloomy An Yi, Mo Jinchuan was obviously in a much better mood.
He looked at Lin Tingfeng, who said he would take full responsibility but didn't really mean it, and said kindly, "It's rare that you two are so affectionate. I don't want to be cold-blooded and heartless, so I won't punish you."
"Your Majesty..."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration!"
Lin Tingfeng's face lit up, and he was about to say a few words of flattery to bring the two closer, when he heard Mo Jinchuan say quietly, "Since General Lin is so considerate of Princess Shihan, I'm sure he wouldn't want her to work alone. All the subsequent matters will be handed over to you two."
Hearing this, Lin Tingfeng's face turned ugly in an instant.
He looked hesitant and wanted to say something, but Mo Jinchuan didn't give him a chance and directly ordered An Yi to take him away.
When the master and servant walked to the door of the tent, they could hear a quarrel faintly behind them.
"Isn't it just dealing with a corpse? Do you have to be so disgusted?"
"Shihan, are you still a woman?"
"Whether I am a woman or not, you are no better than anyone..."
An Yi quickened his pace, fearing that he would hear something else and offend Mo Jinchuan's ears.
After they walked away, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, what do you think General Lin likes about her?"
Mo Jinchuan's eyes flashed with disgust, and he said lightly: "Maybe we have similar interests."
An Yi spat and muttered softly, "You two are birds of a feather. You're leaving Miss Song, such a good wife, unattended..."
"An Yi." Mo Jinchuan interrupted him coldly, "You've been talking a lot in the past two years."
Upon hearing this, An Yi quickly shut up and pushed him back.
After walking for a while, Mo Jinchuan suddenly said, "Write a letter home and ask Uncle Chen to find two more gentlemen for Zixu. They should be quiet."
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When Song Yanxi woke up, the army was already on the march.
Seeing her sit up, Mo Jinchuan handed her the cloak he had prepared long ago and said calmly, "We have passed the border of Qingzhou."
"I actually slept for so long?" Song Yanxi hit his head and thought to himself that this shouldn't have happened.
She had never been a deep sleeper, and even though she was tired from the long journey and her sleep was far less light than when she was in the capital, she should not be unable to hear such a loud noise as the army marching.
Suddenly, Song Yanxi's eyes fell on the incense burner in the corner of the carriage.
Last night, half asleep and half awake, that fragrance...
Song Yanxi frowned and was about to ask, but Mo Jinchuan spoke first: "Tu Chuan gave me a box of Wangchuan Dream before he left."
"You actually used magic fragrance on me!" Song Yanxi's face suddenly changed.
No wonder she not only slept soundly, but also dreamed of many happy childhood memories with her family.
How dare he!
Meeting her angry eyes, Mo Jinchuan sighed softly and said softly, "Put on some clothes first, so you don't catch a cold."
"You!" Song Yanxi's eyebrows arched as she angrily questioned, "Why would Your Highness do such a despicable thing?"
When their eyes met, Mo Jinchuan said helplessly, "The dream of Wangchuan was not ignited by you."
There were only the two of them in the carriage. If it wasn't for her, then it could be...
Song Yanxi suddenly thought of something, and the anger in her eyes turned into guilt in an instant. She apologized, "I'm sorry, I was judging you by my own standards and misunderstood Your Highness."
"That's all right." Mo Jinchuan smiled lightly and lowered his voice, "It's not glorious to tell anyone about this matter. I'd like to trouble you to keep it a secret for me."
Song Yanxi nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will definitely prepare a prescription to treat your insomnia."
Mo Jinchuan wanted to say that it was not necessary, but swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.
After all, I can't tell her about this matter in detail.
If she knew that he had not had another attack since the day they met again, she would definitely be scared.
Furthermore, if you really think about it carefully, with her intelligence, she would definitely realize that he did it on purpose.
She hated being schemed against, even if it was for her own good.
Hearing Mo Jinchuan talk about Scarface being killed, Song Yanxi couldn't help but feel shocked, "Where did this thief come from? How dare he be so bold!"
Their eyes met, and they found the answer in each other's eyes.
Song Yanxi's face looked a little grim, but she forced a smile and said, "The prince and I have no connection in front of outsiders. Even if they were to guess, they should have guessed that I was just following them because I couldn't stand the fact that they were always together."
Mo Jinchuan looked solemn and asked, "Do you have any enemies in the capital?"
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