Dayan first waste material

Chapter 104 Mu Huaichuan will finally be on the chessboard

Wei Jiuyuan and the others recuperated in the medicine hall, while Mu Huaichuan and Shen Sitang went to the Tianji Hall to read the dossiers about the saints of southern Xinjiang.

Mu Huaichuan's clothes were intact, his hair was not messed up, and he was unscathed in the face of more than a dozen masked men in black.

Shen Sitang was protected by Wei Jiuyuan, but he only suffered a little skin trauma on his arm, and he was fine after bandaging it up.

The officials of Tianji Hall were still taking files, and while they were waiting, Shen Sitang asked tentatively: "You Yushi, are you still angry?"

Mu Huaichuan looked at her speechlessly.

Shen Sitang comforted him with a smile: "Don't be angry, Sister Jiuyuan was injured to save me, and she didn't hurt on purpose."

Mu Huaichuan asked back: "Who is so full and has nothing to do to suffer such a serious injury on purpose?"

The implication is that she was accidentally injured, can he not know?

"Then...then she was hurt, why are you blaming her? Shouldn't you comfort her? "

"Faithful words are hard to hear, and comfort without deterrence will only make her heal her scars and forget the pain."

Shen Sitang looked at him incomprehensibly, curled his lips and muttered: "You are really strange, you are obviously worried about the safety of Sister Jiuyuan, but you want to speak so badly."

Mu Huaichuan seemed not born with good words, and she discovered it when they first met.

Did this person say on the surface that you are here to seek death?In terms of actions, he still fought for her to have the chance to dissect the third prince's body.

Just a soft-spoken one.

Mu Huaichuan opened his mouth to refute, but in the end he remained silent.

When he was young, he always followed his mother to hide and hide. He avoided this group of people and then avoided that group. Later, when his mother passed away, he was robbed again. Those people wanted to snatch him back to recognize his ancestors.

Nobody taught him how to get along with other people, but...

Mu Huaichuan seemed to have thought of something, and smiled wryly to himself.

The greatest luck in his life was that he was brought back and thrown to Duke Du, who taught him how to practice and brought him up, so that he gradually understood a lot of truths.

But he is still lonely, because he knows very well that he is just a very useful chess piece, and will eventually be placed in the most dangerous place on the chessboard, where life and death are at stake.

So he doesn't need to get along well with others. If he becomes a life-and-death friend, it will cause them a dilemma.

Mu Huaichuan looked at Shen Sitang quietly. In fact, the Sixth Prince was worrying too much, really.

When Shen Sitang looked back at him, she was inexplicably puzzled, why did she feel that there were many unspeakable things in his eyes?

The officials of Tianji Hall knocked on the door and entered, Mu Huaichuan looked away, and Shen Sitang also stopped his thoughts.

There were six bundles of files, and the officials filled the tea table with the files in Shen Sitang's shocked eyes.

"This... so much?"

Is this southern border saintess more terrifying than Princess Fuling?
Mu Huaichuan seemed to have expected it, picked up a file and read it without saying a word.

In Shen Sitang's memory, there is such a person as the Saintess of Southern Xinjiang, but there is no other information about this Saintess. The original Shen Sitang never paid attention to these.

After reading the dossier, Shen Sitang realized that the reason why there is so much information about her is because the Saintess of Southern Xinjiang is just a nickname, and they are not sure whether or how many saintesses have been changed over the years. .

Shen Sitang was terrified after thinking carefully, and suddenly closed the file in his hand and said in shock: "You Yushi, if this saint is the same person from beginning to end, isn't she an old monster who has lived for more than 800 years? Possibly more than 800 years?"

The Yan Dynasty only has a history of 800 years. It is not easy for the Inspectorate to have so much information about the Saintess of Southern Xinjiang.

Mu Huaichuan poked his head out from behind the file that was blocking him, and met Shen Sitang who also poked his head out.

"Can't you change your mind? For example, the saints are often changed, but we have never seen the saints, so we don't know if they have changed."

Shen Sitang blinked, and said frankly: "You Yushi, you seem to be talking nonsense."

After all, they still don't know if the saint is the same person.

Mu Huaichuan pursed his lips and tried to smile, and retracted his head.

"The right censor..."

"I can only talk nonsense, why are you asking me?"

Mu Huaichuan interrupted Shen Sitang's words and refused to communicate with her.

The corner of Shen Sitang's mouth twitched, and he continued to browse through the mountain of files helplessly.

This night was destined to be another sleepless night, Shen Sitang couldn't bear the sleepiness and fell asleep, and was awakened by Chen Yuean's urgent and panicky calling the next day.

As soon as Chen Yue'an arrived at the inspector's office, he randomly grabbed an official and asked if anyone was injured last night.

The official replied respectfully, but just as he finished speaking, apart from Vice Envoy Shen being slightly injured, the official found that Master Zuo Yushi standing in front of him had disappeared.

The official stood there in a daze and finished the last sentence: "The other deputy imperial envoys are all seriously injured."

Chen Yue'an found Tianji Hall all the way, and when he opened the door of the tea room, he was distressed and panicked and woke up Shen Sitang.

"Qian Ning, are you alright Qian Ning? Show me where you are hurt, is it serious?"

Shen Sitang opened his eyes in a daze, and hissed: "Brother Chen, you...you picked my wound."

Chen Yue'an's hands are really accurate, she has a little bit of injury on her arm all over her body, and he picked her right upright, and it's all right now, it wasn't serious at first, but now she can't be sure.

Mu Huaichuan poked his head out from behind the file. Chen Yuean was a little embarrassed after letting go of Shen Sitang, but when he saw him, he seemed to have found a breakthrough, and cursed: "Didn't you ask you to protect her well? Why did you hurt her? I knew I couldn't count on you."

Mu Huaichuan laughed angrily, got up and walked out: "Go on and watch."

Only then did Chen Yue'an realize that there were files in front of them, and he asked anxiously, "What are you looking at?"

Mu Huaichuan didn't respond to him.

Chen Yuean chased him out: "You tell me what you found!"

Mu Huaichuan said without turning his head: "One of the characteristics of a saint in southern Xinjiang: a woman."

Chen Yue'an waited for a while but didn't have anything to say, so he yelled at him again: "It's gone?"

Mu Huaichuan still didn't look back: "It's gone."

Chen Yue'an was furious: "Isn't what he said nonsense?"

Shen Sitang turned to look at him, nodded in agreement, and asked by the way: "Brother Chen, have you visited Sister Jiuyuan and the others?"

Chen Yue'an walked back while walking in: "I see what they are doing? Isn't it true that no one was injured except you?"

Shen Sitang looked blank: "Who told you?"

Just as Chen Yuean was about to respond, he suddenly realized that the official didn't seem to tell him what happened to the others. He asked awkwardly, "Could it be that everyone except you was seriously injured?"

Shen Sitang nodded solemnly.

Chen Yue'an laughed dryly: "Qian Ning, read the dossier first, I'll go to the pharmacy to see them, and I'll bring you breakfast later."

Before he finished speaking, he had already run out, and Shen Sitang couldn't help laughing as he watched the figure disappearing at the door of the tea room.

(End of this chapter)