Fourteen days, this was the fourteenth day that she was on her way to the Xueji Dynasty. It was already late spring and early summer, and the weather seemed a bit hot. When she came, Princess Yongyue gave her a few guards, but in order not to let her
When others noticed something was wrong, she called them all back.
At this time, she was sitting in the carriage, holding a dark-colored folding fan in her hand. The fan ribs were made of fine nanmu and felt very good to the touch. If you look carefully, you can still see a line of words engraved on the end of the fan ribs.
——That's a building.
The woman lifted the curtain and stuck her head out, asking: "Uncle, how long is the journey from here to the Xueji Dynasty?" It must be said that this ancient means of transportation is really tiring.
The dazzling sunlight hit her body. She was wearing a white robe with a blue background and her hair tied high. She was obviously dressed in men's clothing, but this way of dressing made her even more noble and elegant.
"At this speed, we estimate that we will reach the capital of the Xueji Dynasty tomorrow." The coachman replied steadily, looking ahead, still driving under the sun.
Mo Yiran stepped back and gently rubbed the words on the folding fan with his five fingers. It will take exactly half a month to arrive at the capital of Xueji Dynasty tomorrow. It will take half a month to get from Xiye Kingdom to Xueji Dynasty. So that's
Said she could only rest this afternoon again.
In the evening, as dusk fell, she and the coachman stayed in a medium-sized inn.
After dinner, Mo still stood alone under the nanmu window, feeling that the air seemed a little dull, and it looked like it was going to rain.
She folded the ink fan gently and tapped it several times in the palm of her hand. At that moment, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, making her complexion pale.
Holding the folding fan in hand, she walked back to the table and sat down on the nearest stool. She said leisurely: "Since you are here, why don't you show up?" As she said that, the hand holding the folding fan quickly pointed to the window and said the last word.
When she spoke a word, her voice rose in vain.
"No wonder Yin Tianyi asked you to work as a lobbyist in the Xueji Dynasty." A slightly magnetic, deep male voice burst into the room suddenly, but no one was there.
"Your Excellency is not weak at all. He was able to track all the way from Xi Yeguo to here." Mo Yiran stood up, sneered and said, "Since it's so hard to travel, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?" As she spoke, she had already picked up her hand.
The teapot on the table is filled with a cup of tea.
The sound of "whoosh" was the sound of the wind passing by, but when the woman looked up again, there was already a man standing in front of her. He was wearing a dark blue robe, a tall figure, and his whole body exuded a cold temperament, but...his
There was a silver mask on his face, hiding all his features.
"Can you tell me, are you from the Xiye Kingdom... or from the Xueji Dynasty?" The woman Shi Shiran handed him a cup of tea and said, "Even if you die, at least let me die in a more understanding way?"
The man curled his lips and smiled, but he couldn't see it clearly under the mask. He took the tea cup in Mo Yiran's hand and drank it all. Then he put the cup firmly on the table and said: "As smart as you are,
How could you let yourself die in my hands?" His voice was low and solemn, without any warmth at all.
Mo Yiran heard the words, smiled softly, walked to the window, leaned gently against the window lattice and said, "Oh, really? Then did we draw a tie, or... did you lose?" She said boldly.
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"I never know how to write a word for input." The man's tone was extremely arrogant, but no matter how much he suppressed his voice, you could still hear that it was the voice of a young man, because he was in the period of changing his voice.
"That's a tie." The woman straightened up and looked out the dark window.
"As long as I'm here, Yin Tianyi won't have the chance to return to the Xueji Dynasty." After the man finished speaking, he flew out of the window before Mo Yiran could react.
Mo Yiran looked at the dark night sky, pursed his lips slightly, and when he lowered his eyes, he realized that the knuckles of his fingers holding the folding fan had turned white.
It was a building, and she was the top killer in the world. This time she spent all the money she took from Princess Yongyue on inviting them.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the border of Xueji Dynasty, a killer came. So it can be seen that Yin Tianyi's situation is precarious, and... all his actions are under the surveillance of others, and the people who monitor him...
...most likely from the Xueji Dynasty.
But she couldn't tell whether they were from Xi Yeguo or Xueji Dynasty. If they were from Xiyeguo, then they should have taken action halfway and not wait until the last day, but if they were from Xueji
As a member of the Ji Dynasty, why did she feel like someone was following her since she left An Yiju?
The reason why she was able to escape just now was because when she held the folding fan in her hand and pointed it out the window, she had already sent a signal to the people in the building. In fact, she had no martial arts at all, but why could she clearly feel it?
With the enemy approaching, could it be that... the previous owner of this body knew martial arts?
Just when she was deep in thought, she heard a knock on the door, which brought her back from her thoughts.
She moved over and opened the door. When she saw that the person coming was the waiter from the store, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"This is objectively your supper." The waiter stood by the door holding a few side dishes and said respectfully.
Late night snack? Mo still frowned and said: "The waiter went to the wrong place, I didn't say I wanted to have late night snack." After saying that, he wanted to close the door, but the waiter insisted: "But this is indeed for you.
A late night snack." He said with a look of helplessness.
Mo still couldn't help it, so he could only say: "In that case, bring the midnight snack in." After saying that, he took out the money from his pocket and gave it to him: "This is the money for the meal."
The waiter wiped his hands on his clothes, smiled sheepishly, and said: "The meal has been paid. If there is nothing wrong with you, I will leave first." After that, he quickly exited the room.
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Mo Yiran looked at the food on the table and always felt something was strange. Who would buy her a midnight snack? It must have been the wrong one, but...it just so happened that these were the foods she liked to eat, so she curved her lips and smiled.
, then he sat down, picked up his chopsticks and was about to start eating, when someone broke in through the window and shouted: "Don't eat!" You could still hear the urgency and worry in his voice.
At this time, Mo still picked up the chopsticks with his hand in mid-air, looking at the person who came in through the broken window. He bent down and cupped his hands and said: "Since Miss Mo didn't buy this dish, it means there may be something wrong. It's better to be careful."
wonderful."
Mo Yiran looked at the visitor, slowly put down his chopsticks, stood up without saying a word, and looked steadily at the young man in front of him. He was wearing a black robe and was of medium height. Who else could this man be if he wasn't Leng Mo?
"Prince An Yi sent you to supervise me?" This was her first thought, and even she didn't know why she thought so.