There was silence all around, except for the creaking of ox carts.

The old ox walked slowly on the dirt road at the edge of the desolate field, and a man with a hat and a coat drove the old man to sit in front of the cart and wave the short whip in his hand.

The humble carport was so airtight that only a few faint rays of light could penetrate it.

Damn it, the bumps on the road turned her stomach juice over the river, it was so uncomfortable!

Mo Shihuan's fingers clasped tightly on the wooden railing of the canopy, trying to keep his balance from crashing into the corners of the car due to shaking.

The car had been gone for two quarters of an hour, and if she sat back any longer, it would really be gone, she grabbed the wooden fence with one hand and rummaged through the brocade bag at her waist and put the powder in the brocade bag with the other.

For a long time, she carefully opened an oiled paper bag and sprinkled some of the red powder inside on the road and then on the car. The red powder dissipated immediately after being dispersed in the air, and Mo Shihuan's frowning brows stretched slightly.

These red powders are specially prepared by her for the fine dogs in the palace, and the smell that people can't smell is a very attractive fragrance for these fine dogs, and the smell can spread for miles away.

She honestly closed her eyes and prayed that if the signs she had made in the city at the beginning were not found, she would be blessed if they could be found.

The car drove a few meters, suddenly stopped, someone was talking outside the car, and Mo Shihuan's heart was tightly gripped.

And outside the car, the old man in the coat who was driving the car took off his hat and straightened his spine, which is the old man who is driving the car? This man's face leaked a little, and in the sunlight it was clearly the appearance of a young man.

"I don't know the depth...... Hehe......"

Her eyes looked at the people in the canopy, her eyes were very disdainful and indifferent, and she muttered in a low voice She took out a pack of powder like Mo Shihuan, which was also red powder, some of the secret recipes left by the ancestors of the Wu clan can be shared in the clan, and she let go of the bag and scattered it all in the air.

The three holes of the cunning rabbit, she just wanted to drown, and she could only blame Mo Shihuan's identity, which was born to be sacrificed to the Wu clan.

Thinking of this, a slight smile crept into her face, and then she raised her whip and slammed it on the old cow's back.

At this time, the Liangwang Mansion was already in chaos, and a group of servants who served her on weekdays in Mo Shihuan's pavilion were anxiously waiting for news from their own prince, and Zhuo Chen also mobilized many people to secretly find even the slightest clue inside and outside the city.

"Your Highness, someone sent an anonymous letter, and the letter was nailed directly to the side door by a feathered arrow."

A guard at the main gate of the Liangwang Mansion was holding a letter and handing it to Zhuo Chen, and now the sky was gradually getting darker, looking at the sun that was about to sink in the sky, he was anxious at this moment.

Zhuo Chen tore open the envelope after listening to half of the words, unfolded the note inside, and the small note was unfolded, and only a few lines of small words were seen, but Zhuo Chen did seem to be more anxious when he saw it.

"The matter of not finding Princess Liang has spread in the palace, and the Liangwang Mansion is now in a mess, let's not take the opportunity to find Mo Shihuan first, and wait for King Liang to find it, I'm afraid that no one can find it."

At a small tea shop near the river in the city, Zi Yunlan put down a few pennies of tea money on the table, stood up and ordered something to the person opposite, and then got up and left.

Now in such a situation, there is no distinction between the enemy and me, the most important thing is to find Mo Shihuan first, and the others can endure it first.

"These marks are indeed like the handwriting of Shi Huan......"

At this time, on the official road outside the city, many people stood next to a large stone, watching their master and a strange man look at the marks on the stone.

"The last time she came to my villa, her little tricks were like this, how could I be mistaken." Zi Yunlan rubbed the marks on the stone and said intently.

Zhuo Chen took a step back and squinted his eyes, a gust of wind blew, and the thin dog in his hand suddenly began to bark in one direction, and Zhuo Chen's palms were a little tight.

These thin dogs tugged desperately at the reins in the opposite direction of the official road.

Zi Yunlan withdrew his hand and frowned, "What does this mean?" ”

"This is a trick to cover the eyes, the fine dogs can ask to see the taste of the medicinal powder sprinkled by Shihuan, those medicinal powders have been specially improved, and the dogs raised in the house are all raised to ask about this taste, and they will not go wrong."

Saying that, Zhuo Chen had already unleashed the reins and asked his subordinates to follow these dogs after him.

There were some fine snowflakes in the sky, and many houses began to burn with charcoal, and black smoke came out of the earth dragon and swirled into a mist in the air.

A carriage was parked at the door of the Mo family's old house, and Zhuo Chen in the wing room looked at Mrs. Mo who was holding the hand stove and kept talking to him about some things, but he didn't talk about Zeiss.

He patiently talked to the old lady for a long time, but finally couldn't help but interrupt the old lady's chatter.

"This king is willing to exchange with you for the conditions that can restore the eldest prince of the Mo family, as long as you are willing to make Zeiss's affairs public."

He put down the hot tea and smiled, "What do you think?"

Old Madam Mo copied her sleeves and thought about it, and nodded, "You seem to be more sincere, since you have said so, my old woman must have said to sit down, and I hope that His Royal Highness King Liang is the same." ”

"That's nature."

The room was filled with a strong scent of Buddha, Zhuo Chen didn't feel good smelling it, the two of them talked about it, and he left immediately with the people around him.

When the news reached Zeiss's house, he was playing chess alone, and the chessboard was almost overturned by him, so startled that the magpie pecking at the grass in the yard fluttered its wings and flew away without a trace.

Now the matter was made public.

And then behind this light lies a deeper darkness, which is not known.

In the inn, Ruan Cheng played with the note she had just gotten in her hand, the note had been kneaded by her and was fragile, and with a little force, it turned into a piece of shredded paper.

The house had not yet been served with a charcoal fire, so it looked eerie, and she sat on a chair wearing only a cotton robe and looked at the clouds pressing outside.

Under the light and shadow, she rubbed her hands together and let out a puff of white mist, and held her head to look at a certain place outside the city.

"That's it...... She? ”

In the room, Mo Shihuan looked at the girl lying in the ice coffin, her hands trembled slightly, and she retracted her hand to look at the people inside.

Ruan Anqing lay quietly inside, like a butterfly specimen nailed, looking illusory and fragile, like a person touching a piece of paper.

She walked up to the girl with wide eyes, but she felt that she could not say a word, only that she felt a little indescribable.

She looked at the girl in front of her, and couldn't help but think of herself, and more of the lady in the palace, who was obviously not ready to let her go.

Sure enough, a lot of news has begun to spread in the undercurrent, and the murderous viciousness makes her feel creepy.