As soon as the sky was white, a green cloth carriage left Qibuzhuang and went straight to the direction of Deshui Xuan.

The driver was a burly man, wearing a leather robe and a felt hat with the brim pulled lower.

In the carriage, Mu Rui was holding a heater, sitting in a well-dressed square, and the dice that he often pinched in his hand were gone.

His face was a little paler than before, and his eyes were flushed with blue and gray, as if he had just experienced a desperate struggle with the futon and was defeated.

Since yesterday, he got a report from his cronies, saying that Ling Jun invited him to Deshui Xuan, and he has been pondering the real purpose of Ling Jun inviting him to Deshui Xuan.

However, his mind was dazed, and he tossed on the bed for a night, but he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Lingjun's gourd.

Before being inexplicably included in Ling Jun's "command", he and Ling Jun had almost no intersection, and naturally, there was no way to understand his routine.

Although, everyone in Yanjing said that Ling Jun was a "bad star" who was difficult to deal with, and he used to have such a misunderstanding, but after a previous period of "getting along", this kind of thought has long been gone.

As the saying goes, things gather like and people gather in groups.

He didn't believe that a woman as shrewd as Liu Qingxin would fall in love with a reckless man.

"There's still a mile to go, and we'll be there, master."

The strong man who was driving the carriage tightened the reins slightly, let the horse pulling the carriage slow down, turned his head, and reported to Mu Rui, who was sitting in the carriage.

"Speed up, along the road, and look around."

Mu Rui was thinking about how to deal with Ling Jun when he saw Ling Jun later.

At first glance, when he heard the strong man report to him, he was slightly stunned at first, and when he came back to his senses, he cleared his throat and gave the strong man instructions.

In the past few days, he has done his best to find Liu's whereabouts, so to speak.

But what made him unbelievable was that every punch he threw out seemed to be smashed on the hanging silk, even if he couldn't use his strength, he couldn't detect the reality of the other party.

This gave him a kind of panic for no reason, or a kind of despair that he couldn't see what he wanted.

He wasted more than 20 years before he only met such an interesting woman, even if he was not fortunate enough to marry her, he would never want to see her fall into the hands of some pickled people.

"West, do you have any news back?"

After a moment of silence, Mu Rui leaned slightly, opened the curtain in front of the Qingbu carriage a small slit, lowered his voice, and asked the strong man.

"Back to the master, the latest news is still the one that came three days ago."

Listening to Mu Rui's question to himself, the strong man hurriedly responded to him.

He has been working for Mu Rui for many years, and this is the first time he has seen Mu Rui care about someone's well-being, not to mention, just to find the whereabouts of that person, he does not hesitate to expose his carefully managed and buried forces.

"Wait until you go back to Qibuzhuang and write a letter over there to ask."

Liu Qingxin's wedding convoy was robbed on the outskirts of Yanjing City.

He had personally investigated the accident site and concluded that the people involved in the looting were trying to capture the prospective princess Liu Qingxin, not to seek money.

Although the robbers had cleaned the ground and had not lost the slightest object that could identify them, the hoof prints left by the horses trampling on the ground, and the ruts that were pressed out when the carriage was removed, could not be erased overnight.

A horse that can trample through the snow and step on the ground with such deep hoof prints must have a lot of weight.

The horses that can carry such a high weight and run like a fly are either the favorites carefully raised by the young masters of various provinces, or they are the iron bones and copper tendons that have been honed from the military camp.

Just imagine, how could the young masters of the various provinces who were searching for good horses as treasures be willing to let their hearts be sharp and come out to do this kind of dangerous physical work

cough, even if there is any enmity with this quasi-princess, who is willing to use his own private collection to cause harm, who can take out more than 100 good horses at once

As far as he knows, in Yanjing City, the person who loves horses the most is the third prince Zhu Lingjun, but even in the Three Princes' Mansion, it is only a stock of more than 30 good horses, which is not an exaggeration to say that the number of people who participated in the plunder.

He had already invoked the hidden connections and probed the flow of men and horses in the three battalions in the northeast, Jiangnan and southern Xinjiang, and now, only the Northwest battalion and Ningxia's Yijia army were still missing, and no news was sent back to him.

He's waiting.

Or rather, I was looking forward to this, and it was related to one of the two large camps that had not come back, otherwise

Emperor.

No, hopefully what she went through wasn't the trickiest of situations.

Although, this is the most conducive to his wish, but if, only if, if this is the one on the throne, in order to completely cut off some possibilities, the means, at this time, she is afraid that there is only a pile of white bones left, and there is no possibility of reappearing in front of him.

"The letter you ordered last night has already been sent by a carrier pigeon, my lord."

Hearing Mu Rui instruct him to write a letter to the west for inquiry, the strong man was stunned for a moment.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that Mu Rui had slept too little in the past few days, and he forgot that he had already given himself instructions last night, so he mentioned such a sentence again, so he hurriedly reported to him that he had already done something.

"I know."

"Write another one, no, five identical letters, and send them out at the same time, in case the carrier pigeon encounters the falcon and cannot be delivered smoothly."

Mu Rui pursed his lower lip, put down the stove he was holding in his hand, and took two pieces of red charcoal from the charcoal basin next to him and added them.

I don't know if it's his delusion, Yanjing these days has been colder than the previous days.

Not only the weather, but also the relationship between the various prefectures, it is also colder, especially after several national governments have also joined, competing for the position of chasing the murderer for their juniors.

If the person behind this looting incident is really the one on the throne, then in the end, what a game of chess it will be

It is the most difficult to guess the emperor's heart, and it is the most difficult to share the bitter friendship for a long time.

Although these words are from the mouth of the play, they are neither delicate nor subtle, but the truth is really true, and it is not inferior to the books written by those sages.

If it is really this possibility that he does not want, then where is the position of the third prince Zhu Lingjun

conspirator

ignore

Still as uninformed as he appeared

Do you know that Liu Qingxin

Or is it that she has always known about this matter, and even, she has participated in the planning, just for

No.

How could a woman as smart as she put herself in danger just to give to someone who was destined to fail her