Huo Huaizhi gave him a disapproving sidelong glance.
Grey Falcon immediately became more restrained, pursed his lips, and said, "It's strange that the Prince of Lin'an's Mansion paid assassins from the September Pavilion to eliminate Lady Liu..."
Huo Huaizhi frowned slightly and slowly spoke, "It's just killing a powerless country girl, something the Prince's guards could do. Why bother using the Nine Moon Pavilion?"
After all, September Pavilion is a Jianghu organization. If the Prince's Mansion gets too involved with it, it will inevitably become a target of gossip.
Grey Falcon scratched the back of his head and continued, "Besides, the Prince of Lin'an and his heir are stationed on the frontier year-round and have no motive to harm Lady Liu. So, she must be the Princess Consort..."
At this point, he suddenly remembered something and quickly added, "Oh, right, Master, there's one more thing..."
Huo Huaizhi's eyes sharpened; "What is it?"
Grey Falcon: "Shortly after leaving the capital, Lady Liu encountered the Princess of Lin'an and the Princess of Zhenxi Zhao, who were going out to offer incense. The Princess of Zhenxi was in trouble with her pregnancy and almost miscarried, but Lady Liu saved her and she was safe."
The situation seems to have become even more confusing...
"But since Liu was her savior, why would they repay kindness with enmity?" Huo Huaizhi asked in confusion.
After thinking for a while, Grey Falcon finally came up with a possibility.
“My lord, what kind of dirty business can't be done in the wealthy families of the capital? Perhaps Liu accidentally stumbled upon some secret, which is why the two princesses want to silence her.”
He felt that it would be better for Liu Yingying to die sooner rather than later, and that she should never appear in front of the young master again!
Upon hearing this, Huo Huaizhi's expression darkened, seemingly displeased with Grey Falcon's words.
Grey Falcon noticed his master's expression and quickly changed the subject, "However, the Princess of Lin'an and the Princess of Zhenxi Zhao have always been known for their arrogance. Murder and arson are nothing more than a matter of a word for them."
Huo Huaizhi nodded reluctantly, which was considered as agreement with Grey Falcon's statement.
"As for the Yiyue people, it's related to the background of the young man beside Madam Liu. I found out that the young man and his mother escaped from the Yiyue tribe, which is why they were hunted down by the tribesmen."
After listening to Grey Falcon's words, Huo Huaizhi had already made up his mind and immediately ordered, "Send someone to investigate that Xue Ye again. I need to know his entire past with the Yiyue Clan!"
Grey Falcon: "Yes!"
The next few days were quite peaceful, and no assassins came to surround and intercept Liu Yingying and her group.
After Wufeng's injuries healed somewhat, he took Huayue and caught up with Xue Ye's carriage.
On the deserted official road, Liu Yingying, who was driving the carriage, would occasionally look back at the carriage following closely behind, her brows slightly furrowed.
How annoying! If you have something to say, just come up and talk. What's the point of following me around like this?
Inside the carriage, Xue Ye seemed to sense her emotional fluctuations and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's those two unlucky bastards, following us all the way!" Liu Yingying said with a rather helpless sigh.
"It's them..." Xue Ye murmured, though it was a question, it came out with a strong sense of certainty.
Clearly, he had anticipated that Wufeng Huayue would catch up.
After traveling all day, we finally arrived at the post station as darkness fell.
Liu Yingying harnessed the carriage, gave the silver to the innkeeper to feed the horses, and then led Xue Ye to the room that had been booked.
This official road is usually deserted, so they don't have to squeeze into one room tonight.
After eating a bowl of noodles with gravy, Liu Yingying made an excuse to go for a walk to digest her food, leaving Xue Ye alone in the room.
In reality, it was to give him some private space.
She knew that Wufeng and Huayue would definitely go to him!
Sure enough, no sooner had Liu Yingying left the post station than Hua Yue helped Wu Feng into Xue Ye's room.
"Young Master, it is my incompetence that I failed to protect you. I... deserve to die!"
He knelt on one knee without wind, his face full of sincerity.
After these several ambushes, if it weren't for the young master's good fortune, he wouldn't have been able to go back and report.
That would disrupt Elder Ninth's plans!
Xue Ye's expression remained indifferent. "I've already said it, I'm not your young master, you don't need to be like this..."
There was no wind; "Your subordinate dares not!"
Xue Ye opened his mouth, feeling somewhat weary, but hesitated to speak.
Wu Feng coughed twice and said, "Young Master must be worried. Under the current circumstances, it is really not suitable for you to continue traveling with Madam Liu."
"Leaving with your subordinates sooner is better for her and for all of you!"
If there's no wind, Xue Ye is well aware of it.
But he knew clearly that once he left, it would be as difficult as climbing to heaven to see him again!
Hua Yue couldn't help but speak up: "I never imagined that the young master would be so attached to that woman, even forgetting the deep hatred he had for his maternal grandfather!"
Upon hearing this, Xue Ye's expression froze, and then his entire aura turned extremely cold.
"What did you say?"
This time, Wufeng did not stop Huayue from continuing.
Hua Yue sneered, her tone laced with sarcasm: "My Yi Yue people are skilled in various secret arts and have a deep understanding of the properties of herbs. There are many centenarians in our clan."
"Many team leaders even lived past 100, while those who died young lived to be 80..."
Hua Yue paused at this point, seemingly enjoying the change in Xue Ye's expression.
"But your maternal grandfather, our previous team leader, passed away before he was even fifty. Didn't your mother, Madam Jiang, ever have any doubts?"
Xue Ye clenched his fists tightly, his heart filled with anger and resentment.
At that time, he was still young. When he and his mother were fleeing the Yiyue tribe day and night, he only thought about finding a safe place to stay as soon as possible.
His mother never mentioned the cause of his maternal grandfather's death, and as a child, he naturally wouldn't have thought about it that much...
However, the information revealed in Huayue's words just now was very straightforward.
His maternal grandfather was murdered!
On the path outside the post station, everything was desolate, and the view as far as the eye could see was shrouded in the hazy twilight before dusk.
Liu Yingying, wearing a lake-blue maple cloak, stood in front of an old mulberry tree, carefully prying off two parasitic dendrobium plants from the trunk.
Now that she has no points and cannot redeem items in the store, she can only try to stock up on as many supplies as possible in her space for emergencies.
"What is Madam Liu doing?" A magnetic and familiar voice came from behind.
Liu Yingying was slightly surprised, but not entirely unexpected.
Without turning her head, she replied, "This thing is called dendrobium. It benefits the stomach and promotes the production of body fluids, nourishes yin and clears heat, and has high medicinal value!"
After peeling the dendrobium off, she turned around and held it in her hands for Huo Huaizhi to see.
"Young Master, look! There are actually several of them growing on this tree!"
Huo Huaizhi frowned, looking at the crumpled clump of withered grass in her hand, and said, "I have long heard of Madam Liu's medical skills in the capital, but I am curious about who Madam Liu studied under?"
When the plague broke out in Nanjing, even the imperial physicians were helpless.
Faced with such an uncontrollable plague, successive dynasties often had only one way to deal with it: wipe out all living things in the plague outbreak area!
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