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558 The Truth about the Assassination (2)

Xuanyuan Ce turned around and glanced at him angrily.

“There’s something that His Highness might be interested in.” Song Jingchen turned around and instructed Mo Yuan, “Go to my study and take out the box I placed on the third row of the bookshelf.”

Mo Yuan paused and glanced at Xuanyuan Ce before turning around.

Soon, she came out with a box. Song Jingchen gestured for her to give it to Xuanyuan Ce.

Chu Feng wanted to reach out to take it, but Xuanyuan Ce stopped him. He personally took the box and noticed something. His eyes flashed.

However, Mo Yuan had already retracted her hand and retreated behind Shen Yijia.

Xuanyuan Ce narrowed his eyes, retracted his thoughts, and opened the box. There was a book inside. He opened it and read the first page. His eyes narrowed. “Why do you have this?”

“I obtained it by chance.” Song Jingchen wasn’t too surprised by his reaction. He continued, “Since Your Highness knows about the Valley of Heavenly Secrets, you should be able to guess why the people from the Valley of Heavenly Secrets appeared in Great Xia. I hope Your Highness won’t be a stepping stone for others.”

He was referring to the people in the Valley of Heavenly Secrets who only assisted people like emperors and generals.

Xuanyuan Ce understood what he meant and sneered. “How do you know that I’m not that person?”

“Are you?” Song Jingchen met his gaze.

No, he was just a mortal. He only wanted to find his wife and daughter and could not even be bothered to participate in the politics of the Xuanyuan Kingdom.

Xuanyuan Ce closed the book and asked angrily, “Do I look like an idiot?”

Song Jingchen shrugged. Who knew?

Xuanyuan Ce was speechless.

He couldn’t stay here any longer. He turned around and walked out. After taking two steps, he thought of something and stopped. He turned around and looked at Song Jingchen. “I didn’t come in a carriage. Please arrange for someone to give me a ride.”

Shen Yijia was a little unhappy. South Wind was not back yet, and Mo Yuan was the only one at home.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yuan stood up herself. “Miss, His Highness is a guest. I’ll send him off.”

Shen Yijia glanced at Mo Yuan and Xuanyuan Ce. She felt that something was wrong, but she couldn’t figure it out. Seeing Song Jingchen nod, she didn’t object.

Mo Yuan went to the backyard to drive the carriage to the door and left with Xuanyuan Ce and Chu Feng.

“You Yi,” Shen Yijia roared at the sky.

You Yi fell from the tree.

“Is there something wrong with your lord?” Shen Yijia asked.

You Yi was speechless.

“Like how an old cow likes eating young grass?”

You Yi thought to himself, “What kind of problem is this? Isn’t this what every old man likes?”

Song Jingchen picked up the jade pendant on the table. The jade was good, but its craftsmanship was poor. “He probably doesn’t have any ill intentions.”

He would not intentionally implicate Xuanyuan Ce.

Shen Yijia actually knew that Xuanyuan Ce had no ill intentions, but she felt puzzled.

The sound of horse hooves was especially loud in the quiet night. Every step felt like a step on one’s heart.

Xuanyuan Ce sat in the carriage with his eyes closed. Suddenly, a horse neighed outside and the carriage stopped.

Xuanyuan Ce opened his eyes and Chu Feng lifted the curtain. Under the night sky, the woman who was driving the carriage was fighting with a man in black.

The man in black pressed forward step by step, but he clearly did not kill her. It was more like he was forcing the woman to attack.

After more than ten moves, Xuanyuan Ce seemed to have confirmed something. He gently knocked on the wall of the carriage and the man in black instantly hid in the night.

Mo Yuan stood still and looked expressionlessly at the calm person in the carriage.

“You know Ji Luo?” Xuanyuan Ce asked coldly.

Mo Yuan said, “I don’t know him.”

Xuanyuan Ce raised his eyebrows and decided to ask another question. “Who taught you martial arts?”

Mo Yuan tightened her grip. “Your Highness is not my master.”

In other words, she could choose not to answer.

Xuanyuan Ce sneered. “If I tell the emperor of Great Xia about your assassination attempt, do you think your master will be implicated?”

“I don’t know what Your Highness is talking about.” Mo Yuan’s hand moved under her sleeve.

Xuanyuan Ce turned the jade ring on his hand. There were also small wounds on his fingers. “She taught you how to use poison, right?”

“I wonder if you’re faster at poisoning people or if my men are faster.”

Mo Yuan estimated the distance between her and the carriage and frowned. Back then, when she fought the man in black at close range, she did not succeed in poisoning him.

She let go and said expressionlessly, “I don’t know the Ji Luo that His Highness is talking about. As for the assassination attempt, I have no grudge against Your Highness, so I have no reason to do it.”

“What’s wrong with learning? Learn from that girl.” Xuanyuan Ce sneered and leaned back against the wall lazily. “Whether you’ve done it or not, it’s not up to you. It’s up to me.”