Her guards

Chapter 127 Her Choice

Chapter 127 Her Choice
"I was originally going to die at Zhao Tan's hands, but Zhao Tan escaped, and I was carried away by several eunuchs."

"In order to survive, the eunuchs told some powerful people about my identity, and they took me in, seeing me as a valuable commodity."

"I passed through the hands of many people in this way, and the world became more and more peaceful. The new dynasty was stable, and those who had disloyal intentions were eliminated one by one. I also took the opportunity to break free from control."

"Because my identity is something I can't show to the public, I hid in the mountains and became a hunter."

"However, over the years, there have been people who have never given up investigating me, trying to use my name to plot against the world."

A new dynasty had been established, and the emperor had secured his throne. At this point, anyone who tried to seize power would inevitably be considered a traitor.

But the previous dynasty was only a little over a decade ago. Those who are alive today were once subjects of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If they rebelled against the current dynasty for the sake of the previous dynasty, they are not traitors and can be called loyal subjects.

Yang Luo understood, looking at Mo Zheng: "So in your previous life you..."

Mo Zheng frowned: "I was definitely used in my previous life. Although I don't know what will happen in the future, we will not conquer cities and territories or harm the people, because my companions and I have never thought about restoring our country."

She finished speaking and looked at Yang Luo.

"You might not believe this, but..."

Yang Luo interrupted her: "I believe you."

This surprised Mo Zheng: "Why do you believe it?"

Yang Luo looked at her and said, "If you really wanted to rebel, you wouldn't have come to save me. It would have been most beneficial for you to let me die in the bookstore."

She pointed to Mo Zheng's neck.

The jade pendant that revealed her background was still hanging there.

If she dies in the bookstore, not only will Mo Zheng's true identity be preserved, but she can also completely replace her.

Mo Zheng, taking her place and holding the jade pendant, had ample opportunity to get close to the emperor and kill him.

But Mo Zheng didn't; in fact, she was willing to risk everything to save her...

Mo Zheng smiled and stopped the topic, then said, "The people at the bookstore today must be people who want to use me to rebel and seize power."

Yang Luo nodded: "Yes, that person said at the time that we were all people who couldn't be seen in public..."

She did indeed interpret the sentence as referring to bandits.

Mountain bandits loot and cause chaos; it's something that can't be done in public.

I never imagined they were thieves who wanted to plunder the world.

"Based on what you said about my fate in that previous life, we can deduce that I was either used by them to lure the imperial court into a purge, or I refused them and was exposed by them to the imperial court, leading to my purge," Mo Zheng said.

Yang Luo frowned and murmured, "At that time, I was locked up at home and didn't know what was happening outside. Then, not long after, I died too."

Therefore, we don't know who is behind the bandit leader Ah Sheng, nor do we know what happened after this incident, or whether someone really took the opportunity to stir up chaos in the world.

“This person is very cautious; he hasn’t left any traces in our several encounters,” Mo Zheng said, giving a wry smile. “Maybe I never knew this in my previous life.”

So were they both confused in their past lives? Yang Luo smiled sarcastically and looked at Mo Zheng: "This time we'll definitely find out their identities."

She stood up as she spoke, her hands clenched and her eyes gleaming.

“When you face them directly, you are in the open while they are in the dark, so you are naturally at a disadvantage. But if you watch from the sidelines, you will be in the dark while they are in the open, and you will definitely be able to find out their identities.”

Next, she just watched from the sidelines? Mo Zheng also stood up and looked at Yang Luo.

“Miss, I will arrange for your safe departure,” she said.

"Leave? Why would I leave?" Yang Luo looked at Mo Zheng and raised an eyebrow slightly. "I won't leave for my young master's sake."

For the sake of the young master... Mo Zheng felt somewhat helpless.

Zhang Shengyou and Tao Hua exchanged a glance.

Miss Yang is going to continue pretending to be the young master's maid.

“Miss Yang, you don’t need to take that risk,” Mo Zheng said softly. “Those people are vicious and ruthless; they could turn on you and kill you at any moment. I can give you a different identity so you can live safely…”

Yang Luo interrupted her, and smiled gently: "I'm not living this time for the sake of living safely."

Her gaze swept over Mo Zheng and Zhang Shengyou, who had peach blossoms.

"Moreover, only if you live can I live safely this time."

That's why she responded to the old man's words in the bookstore.

She was very scared at the time.

She also wanted to tell the old man that the person he was looking for was now Miss Yang from the Duke of Ding'an's mansion.

But if she reveals Ah Sheng's secret, she might survive at the time, but what about later? Without Ah Sheng, how long can she live?
"In short, you don't need to say anything more." Yang Luo looked at Mo Zheng again and said softly, "Next, you investigate who killed my mother and who wants to kill me. I will investigate who wants to use your reputation. Even if we still die in the end, we will die knowing the truth."

Mo Zheng looked at her silently for a moment, then bowed and said, "I will obey your orders, Miss."

Zhang Shengyou and Tao Hua snapped out of their daze and quickly followed suit, bowing and saying, "We will obey Miss's orders."

Yang Luo looked at them and smiled again, a hint of excitement in his eyes.

From that moment on, she was no longer herself.

She pointed to her face.

"These expressions of mine look like yours, don't they? Don't I look arrogant and smug?"

"At that time, I was in the bookstore facing that old man. I wasn't thinking about anything else, just about your expression and the tone of your voice."

"As expected, they were fooled."

Mo Zheng frowned: "I'm not arrogant or smug at all. I'm very kind."

Yang Luo glanced at her: "Yes, people who don't know you well think you're kind, but once they get to know you, they'll find out how arrogant you can be sometimes."

Peach Blossom chuckled and said, "Yes, young master, you are like that sometimes."

Mo Zheng reached up and touched her brow: "Impossible, impossible."

With this interruption, the atmosphere in the room became more relaxed, and Yang Luo began to talk about what had happened earlier.

Was there anything wrong with what I said back then?

"No, that's very well said. Even we, after listening to you, also think you are the young master's maid."

"But actually I didn't know anything, and I couldn't understand what the old man was saying. At that time, I just wanted to coax him to leave."

At this point, Yang Luo asked with some concern, "But you called Wei Jiao here and had him check the bookstore. Is that alright?"

At that time, Miss Yang, the Duke of Ding'an, was mentioned because she knew that she had a hidden identity and background, and she wanted these troublemakers to investigate. If they found out, it would frighten them.

But now that we know Mo Zheng's true identity—a prince from the previous dynasty—what if Wei Jiao finds traces of him...?

Mo Zheng said, "I called Wei Jiao here to further confirm the extraordinary status of the young lady from the Ding'an Duke's Mansion."

This echoed what Yang Luo had said to those people at the bookstore.

"Moreover, I don't need to be afraid of Wei Jiao, because Yang Luo's identity is real."

He raised an eyebrow and smiled again as he said this.

"If Wei Jiao can find traces, including those of those people, that would be a huge help to us."

Yang Luo looked at her and nodded: "See, that's the expression, very arrogant."

Mo Zheng laughed heartily.

……

.......
As the year draws to a close, the number of carriages and horses passing through the post stations outside the capital increases, and the allocation of rooms according to official rank becomes increasingly strict.

An official document issued by a prefecture could only be assigned to a small room, but the three of them didn't mind. After settling their horses, they went inside.

"I never expected that it would actually attract Xiuyi, and that Xiuyi would actually take over."

Sitting indoors, a middle-aged man spoke in a low voice, looking at the old man sitting opposite him.

The demolition of the bookstore served two purposes: first, to signal the other party that the place was no longer viable; second, to create chaos so that they could make a quicker retreat and avoid being ambushed by the other party's outsiders, as they had suffered losses from this group many times before. These people were ruthless and fierce in their actions. Finally, they also had people in the government who could erase the traces and cover up the incident. This was also to show the other party their strength.

But unexpectedly, no sooner had the building been demolished than the young lady from the Duke of Ding'an's mansion showed up...

He even publicly shouted that he was plotting treason.

They were quite startled.

I wonder if the maid was frightened, after all, she was also a traitor.

Not only did she call out, but this young lady also wanted to invite Xiuyi (a female servant) to come.

And indeed, the embroidered-clothes lady did arrive, and it was Wei Jiao who came.

"She actually manages to order Young Master Ajiao around," another man whispered.

The old man reached out and rubbed his face to relieve his fatigue, his voice muffled: "It's not the first time. Last time, Seventh Master also ran into this young lady and Young Master Ajiao."

(End of this chapter)

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