Chapter 37 So what if I’m beaten to death?
"What happened to this assassination?"
After Chunxi and Xiao Qingyue left, the prince dismissed the servants and looked at Shen Qingyuan with a serious expression.
Shen Qingyuan lowered his eyes and said calmly, "If it was just a case of hiring someone to kill, those people should have fled after they succeeded, instead of leaving clues to lead me there. Whoever benefits the most in the end will be the real culprit behind this."
Shen Qingyuan had been solving cases in Jingzhao Prefecture for ten years. Outsiders said that he had wasted those ten years doing nothing, but only the Crown Prince knew that he had been sharp forging himself into an extremely sharp person during those ten years.
His judgment will not be wrong.
The prince's eyes darkened slightly. "He became famous at a young age and should have had a promising future, but he was paralyzed for three years. Although he has recovered now, his former military exploits are gone. He truly needs an opportunity to be remembered by the world again."
In the eyes of those in power, right or wrong is not the most important thing, ability is.
Wei Lingze is capable and has a good family background, so even if he uses some shady means, no one will investigate further.
Shen Qingyuan had long expected this result.
"I can keep this secret and not pursue this case any further, but I have one request."
"you say."
"After the next case, I will go to the Censorate."
"What kind of request is that? You've solved so many cases in the past ten years. You should have a seat in the Censorate long ago. But haven't you always cared about fame and fortune? How did you suddenly come to your senses?"
The prince's tone was playful, but he heard Shen Qingyuan's serious answer: "I can not care about fame and fortune, but I can't let her suffer with me."
"No way, someone like Shen Aiqing who doesn't understand romance is also going to learn from the storybook to save his life and pledge his love?"
"I like her, not to repay her."
Shen Qingyuan corrected.
The prince smiled with his eyes curved.
It is so rare that the old tree of Shen Aiqing finally blooms.
The prince did not hide his whereabouts when he left the palace this time. Soon all the major families knew that the prince had gone to the Xiao family, and Shen Qingyuan was recuperating in the Xiao family.
When the Mo family got the news, they immediately went to the Qingyuan Marquis' Mansion and scolded Mrs. Mo.
Shen Qingyuan was still alive and well, but his stepmother was crying and setting up a mourning hall. Everyone knew that she treated her stepson harshly and wished he would die soon?
Shen Qingyuan had been recuperating from his injuries at the Xiao family for several days and had not sent anyone home to report his safety. Mrs. Mo was so happy that she wanted to build a cenotaph for Shen Qingyuan, but she was immediately furious when she was scolded like that.
It would have been fine if Shen Qingyuan didn't report his safety to his family, but he even went to the Xiao family to recuperate. Does he still regard her as his mother?
Shen Qingyuan has been doing nothing for so many years. How could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince make a special trip out of the palace to see him? He just attaches great importance to this case and wants to solve it as soon as possible.
After ordering the mourning hall to be removed and resting for a night, Mrs. Mo took her people to the Xiao family.
As soon as she saw Shen Qingyuan, Mrs. Mo immediately covered her face and burst into tears: "Yuan'er, I'm so glad you're okay. Otherwise, how could I be worthy of my sister?"
She deliberately wore plain clothes and put something on her face. She looked even more haggard than Shen Qingyuan. If you didn't know her, you would think she really treated Shen Qingyuan as her own son.
Shen Qingyuan's expression was indifferent: "Hasn't my mother already set up a mourning hall and is waiting for me to die?"
Mrs. Mo had thought about it all night and had already figured out the right words. She didn't answer the question directly, but cried even louder: "Yuan'er, how could you think of me like this? I have treated you like my own child all these years. You are clearly fine, but you didn't report your safety to the family. I can't sleep or eat. If I didn't do something, I'm afraid you would have committed suicide."
After Madam Mo finished speaking, her confidant, Nanny Jia, immediately echoed her, "Yes, Young Master, Madam has been worried about you these past few days, and now you're still running a fever. Even if Madam is not your biological mother, you can't ignore her and hurt her feelings like this. If this gets out, people will say that Young Master is unfilial."
Mrs. Mo pretended to wipe her tears. Seeing that Shen Qingyuan did not refute her, Aunt Jia continued, "The eldest young master does not respect the lady, but the lady cannot ignore the eldest young master. The lady is worried that the eldest young master will not be used to living in the Xiao family, so she specially ordered someone to pack up the eldest young master's things and bring them here. The eldest young master can stay in the Xiao family as long as he wants."
Mrs. Mo covered her face with a silk handkerchief and almost laughed out loud.
This unfilial son thinks that an aunt who is not related to him will really protect him? It’s just a daydream!
His granddaughter is about to get married, but he is shamelessly recuperating here, and I don’t know why he is being looked down upon behind his back.
She wasn't here to take him home today.
It was easy for him to recuperate at the Xiao family, but it would not be so easy for him to return to the Marquis' Mansion in the future.
Madam Mo seemed to have seen Shen Qingyuan bowing his head and begging her, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise. At this moment, an extremely majestic voice rang out: "Asshole, who gave you the courage to speak to the master like that?"
Old Madam Xiao strode into the room, and before Mrs. Mo could react, a maid came forward and held Madam Jia down, slapping her hard in the face.
"Ouch, ma'am, help!"
Jia Mama cried out in pain and begged, and Mrs. Mo was so frightened that her face turned pale. She forced herself to say, "She is a servant of the Marquis' Mansion. Sister-in-law has no right to deal with her."
Nanny Jia was Mo's maidservant who came with her as a dowry, and she represented Mo's face. Madam Xiao had Nanny Jia beaten, which was tantamount to trampling on Mo's face.
Madam Xiao snorted coldly, her eyes like knives, fiercely nailing Mo's face: "She is talking nonsense in the Xiao family, so what if I beat her to death?"
Madam Xiao really had murderous intentions. Madam Mo trembled all over and was a little unsteady on her feet.
This old guy is really determined to protect Shen Qingyuan!
Seeing that Mo's plea was useless, Aunt Jia quickly changed her tone and begged for mercy: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have been disrespectful to the young master. Please spare my life, old lady!"
Old Madam Xiao felt it was noisy and gave a look, and the maid immediately covered Aunt Jia's mouth and dragged her out.
Madam Xiao finally relaxed her expression, walked over to Shen Qingyuan and sat down, then asked softly, "Does your wound still hurt today?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Even if the pain is gone, you still need to take good care of yourself for a while. Don't worry, this yard is specially prepared for you. You can stay here as long as you want."
Old Madam Xiao spoke caringly to Shen Qingyuan, and when she had almost finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Mrs. Mo.
Mrs. Mo tensed up immediately. She thought Madam Xiao would say a few polite words to smooth things over, but she only got a lighthearted reply: "Why don't you get out of here? I'm waiting to treat you to dinner."
With her face flushed red, Mrs. Mo left in great humiliation, taking the beaten Jia Mama with her head like a pig.
"Old thing, she actually humiliated me like this for Shen Qingyuan."
Mrs. Mo gritted her teeth and couldn't help but lift the curtain of the car to look at the Xiao family's gate with resentment.
She will definitely take revenge for today's vengeance tenfold or a hundredfold in the future!
Thinking of this, I was about to lower the curtain when I suddenly saw a few sneaky figures not far away.
Mrs. Mo's mind moved slightly, and she asked the coachman to park the carriage in the alley next to her and bring those people over.
"What are you doing sneaking around outside the Xiao family's door?"
Mrs. Mo interrogated them with a cold face. Several of them were wearing coarse linen clothes and looked like ordinary people. The woman in the lead was so scared that she kept kowtowing.
"Don't misunderstand, my lord. I'm here to look for my daughter. My daughter, Chunxi, saved Lord Shen from Jingzhao Prefecture. Lord Shen took her to the Xiao family and she hasn't been home for many days."
Is it Chunxi again?
A cold light flashed in Mo's eyes.
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