Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 158 Beidi
The wind stopped and the snow was still, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the thick snow, reflecting a piece of silvery white light, mixed with the orange light in the porch, revealing a bit of warmth.

Unlike the hustle and bustle in the front yard, it seemed much quieter here.

"Little." Pei Ce looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's lost look and didn't know what to say. He never did things like comforting others.

Mu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and forced a smile: "I'm fine, son, you can continue talking."

Although Pei Ce didn't know how to comfort others, he knew that she was trying to be brave at the moment, and said, "Xiao Xiao, don't worry, as long as I live, no one will dare to bully you."

The young man's wild and unruly tone is sincere and warm, like the most dazzling fire in winter, which can illuminate the darkness of the night and dispel the biting chill.

Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing: "Then I will thank you first."

Seeing her eyes regain their brilliance, Pei Ce let go of his hanging heart, and continued: "According to the time Mrs. Mu said, I specially asked someone to go to Huaizhou to inquire. Back then, there was a fire in Qingshan Temple. Many people died, among them"

Having said that, he suddenly stopped, and his face gradually became serious, "Including the servants of the Ling family."

Mu Xiaoxiao was surprised: "The Ling family? The Ling family in Huaizhou is the branch of Ling Annian, could it be?"

"You have a good idea," Pei Ce nodded. "It was only after I did some research that I found out that Lingling was born in Qingshan Temple that year. Coincidentally, the day she was born happened to be the time when Qingshan Temple was hit by a fire."

The fire almost burned away all the evidence, and many things have not been clarified yet, but his intuition told him that Mu Xiaoxiao's life experience is definitely inseparable from Lingling.

But now that Ling Ling was dead, and Ling An was far away in Juzhou, if someone wanted to get rid of him, there was absolutely no way to stop him.

Pei Ce looked at her and asked, "Xiao Xiao, did Mrs. Mu say anything else?"

It is still somewhat difficult for Qingshan Temple to find out his life experience based on this sentence alone.

Mu Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, carefully recalling what her mother had said before, then shook her head and said: "At that time, my mother was distraught when she heard the news of my father's death, and she wanted to die with all her heart, and she told me a lot, so Many years have passed, and I only remember things about Qingshan Temple."

In this way, there is no way.

After thinking about it, Pei Ce said, "Since Ling Ling was born in Qingshan Temple, the Ling family must have clues. I will send someone to Huaizhou to continue the investigation. It is only a matter of the Ling family."

Speaking of the Ling family, he unconsciously thought of Fu Mingjue, and felt that the bones in his body began to ache.

Mu Xiaoxiao naturally understood his concerns, and said, "Don't worry, young master, I will find a way for the Ling family."

"Well, then you should be careful and don't offend that lunatic Fu Mingjue."

"Don't worry son, I'm not you." Mu Xiaoxiao smiled while covering her face.

Embarrassment flashed across Pei Ce's face, and he got up to leave, "That's all, it's getting late, I won't accompany you."

Seeing that he was about to leave through the window again, Mu Xiaoxiao quickly stopped him: "Master, there are so many people at the moment, you'd better go through the door!"

Pei Ce paused, thought for a while, and silently closed the opened window again. I don't know if it was because Fu Mingjue suddenly thought of the reason just now. He always felt a little pain in his waist, so it would be safer to walk through the door.

Snowy nights in the capital are always mysterious and peaceful. The dark clouds in the sky cleared away, revealing a cold silver moon.

A gust of cold wind came, Pei Ce shivered three times, and then sneezed loudly.

He Feng hurriedly caught up with the cloak, "Young Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay, let's go back first." Pei Ce wrapped his cloak tightly, and just took two steps, he suddenly realized something was wrong, "Why did I think of Fu Mingjue when I mentioned the Ling family? Shouldn't I be thinking of Ling Youyao?"

He Feng didn't hear what he said clearly, and asked, "My lord, what are you muttering about?"

"It's nothing, let's go quickly." Pei Ce shook his head, and the moment he raised his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

He Feng poked his head out from behind and asked, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Pei Ce stared at the figure, and said, "Does that look like Jiang Liu?"

Hefeng followed his gaze, frowned and said, "It seems to be."

Jiang Liu always only followed Fu Mingjue. Now that he appeared here, did it mean that Fu Mingjue was also nearby?

Pei Ce's gaze lingered for a moment, although he was curious, he didn't take a closer look, he avoided Fu Mingjue before it was too late, so he wouldn't look up eagerly.

"Go, go back."

"Eh, good."

The snowy night was silent, the alley next to Yuliu Street was very quiet, no one was coming and going, only a dark carriage was parked, and a few people were standing in the dark, also dressed in black, when they saw Jiang Liu approaching, they all respectfully lowered his head.

With a heavy expression on his face, Jiang Liu stepped up and got into the carriage.

"My lord."

Fu Mingjue sat there quietly, looking down at the blood-stained newspaper in his hand, and asked in a neutral voice, "How is it?"

"The news is confirmed, but they are very cautious. They have changed everything from clothing to appearance. If their eating habits are not different from Dayan's, the subordinates would hardly be able to recognize them as Beidi people."

"Beidi will come to Dayan every year for the court meeting at the end of the year. Now it's only November, but they have already arrived in the capital."

Fu Mingjue put away the informant in a slow manner, and then leaned over to the stove, watching the silk scarf mixed with ink and blood being swallowed by the flames little by little, "You said they came to the capital nearly a month earlier, what's the matter?"

Jiang Liujian frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Beidi has gradually annexed other tribes in the grassland over the years, and its power is not what it used to be. Now that they sneaked into the capital ahead of time, they must have a plan. As for what they plan, I don't know."

Fu Mingjue asked again: "I heard that Beidi sent the second prince here this time?"

"That's right," Jiang Liu nodded, "Beidi's second prince, Yuan Yuxuan, is deeply favored by Beidi King. Although Beidi has not established a prince yet, many people have already tacitly agreed that Yuan Yuxuan is the prince."

"Prince." Fu Mingjue chuckled, "I remember that Queen Beidi has a son?"

"Yes, but the fourth prince has been weak and sickly since he was a child, and his qualifications are mediocre. If there is no queen, he would have died many times already."

Fu Mingjue said: "Beidi sent the second prince here this time, it seems that he really intends to make him the prince."

It was only two days ago that I received the news that Yuan Yuxuan had passed Qingyang Pass. It would take at least three days and three nights to get from Qingyang Pass to the capital, even if the horse whipped the whip, but now Beidi was found in Beijing. Makes people think too much.

Jiang Liu pursed his lips and asked, "My lord, what should we do next? Then we"

The charcoal fire in the stove was burning vigorously, emitting bursts of heat. After a long silence, Fu Mingjue said, "Stay still."

The purpose of the other party's visit is still unclear, and it is not suitable to make a move for the time being. Bei Di has always been ambitious, and it is no accident that he entered Beijing at this time.

(End of this chapter)