Soon the people behind the tree were dealt with, and Pei Xingyuan slowly wiped his fingertips with a handkerchief, his lowered eyebrows cold and bloody.
He took advantage of the situation and sat next to her. He was silent for a brief moment. When he raised his eyelids again, the anger around him was gone.
He looked at the little guy whose big eyes were closing and opening for a while, and laughed.
"Who have you offended? People are willing to spend a lot of money to hire dead soldiers. This is obviously to take your life."
Mi Xiayao originally thought that they were just sent by the Duan family, but at the word "dead man", she frowned decisively.
"You don't know?" He saw the thoughtful look on her eyebrows and asked.
"At first I thought it was my ex-husband who sent someone to steal my dowry."
"If your dowry needs to be used to recruit dead men, that's really... sneer." Halfway through Pei Xingyuan's words, he remembered Duan Honglin in prison yesterday, and immediately stopped his sneer and laughed.
But he soon realized that he shouldn't have said that, and hurriedly changed his words, "Besides the Duan family, who else have you offended recently?"
His words changed their taste when Mi Xiayao heard them.
That dowry?! What does he mean?
His face was somewhat unhappy, and his words were a lot stiffer, "In the past, I only stayed in my house——"
Mi Xiayao was investigating in her mind. At the end, her voice became softer and she said, "It turns out it's her."
It's the widow.
She lowered her head and looked at the child who was completely asleep in her arms. The fetal hair had not yet fully grown, and his round little head was resting on her chest.
Pei Xingyuan followed her gaze and touched her chest. The man's eyes froze slightly, and he looked up in panic and looked into the distance.
"Now that you have a sense of balance in your mind, what are your next plans?" Pei Xingyuan said awkwardly.
Xia Yao pinched her eyebrows a little irritably.
She is already busy. After returning to Beijing, she may not know how busy she will be in order to save her grandfather. This child is like a hot potato.
Now that she is only two-tenths of the way back to Beijing, it is impossible for the escort team to protect her.
Her eyes fell on the man next to her... Looking at his handsome profile with a high nose, she pursed her lips.
Since Pei Xingyuan is Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he must have his own people and forces. If she can catch up with this person, her journey back to Beijing should not be difficult.
"If you don't mind, sir, can we cooperate?"
"What?"
Pei Xingyuan seemed to have heard something strange, and his distant gaze immediately turned to her.
"When you come to Jingzhou City, you will definitely be involved in more than just killing and corruption. And since I got married in Jingzhou City, I know all the nearby cities very well.
"My conditions are very simple. You will escort me and my son to the capital. I will help you take shortcuts around here."
Pei Xingyuan half-squinted his eyes and looked at her, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"I'm talking about cooperation with you."
"But the shortcut I want is not the shortcut to get around here," Pei Xingyuan raised his eyebrows, "What I want is the shortcut to all the information about all the wealthy businessmen nearby."
The two people stopped talking for a moment, and Mi Xiayao and Pei Xingyuan looked at each other.
The fact that he could leave his words to this point meant that he was wavering in his heart.
Mi Xiayao suddenly understood what kind of character the Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple was in front of her.
Her cold brows finally brought a smile, "Although I haven't left the house these years, I know a lot about receiving gifts and sending greetings during festivals and festivals."
Obviously they didn't explain the matter clearly, but both sides found the information they needed from the remarks.
And they tacitly acquiesced to what the other party meant.
"My next destination is Golden State.
"But a group of people with women and children is too conspicuous," Pei Xingyuan seemed calm, "It would be great if we could disguise it."
Mi Xiayao stood up with her child in her arms, glanced at the man at her feet who was thinking a lot, and twitched her lips.
"Your Majesty, you are right. I can disguise myself a little and look like an old woman at least. How about... I become your grandmother?"
Why couldn't Mi Xiayao see what he was thinking?
The accident happened that night. She always thought that everyone accidentally fell into a trap. According to the ambition of Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he should not be a lustful person.
No idea, man!
"Tsk, you weren't so fond of taking advantage of others before."
"What did you say?" Mi Xiayao caught the word keenly and looked at him sharply.
At this moment, I wanted to carve Pei Xingyuan's appearance into my mind and search for similar facial features.
"So you didn't ask me that on purpose that day?" Pei Xingyuan stood up, looked down and caught her appraising gaze.
With their eyes looking at each other, they secretly observed the changes in each other's expressions, all of which were seen by the other party.
Just as something vaguely appeared in Mi Xiayao's mind, someone behind her suddenly interrupted their confrontation.
"Boss, even though I said when I took your order that we would protect you if there was danger, the damage to our brothers was too much, and it was beyond our budget."
After the relatively minor injuries in the escort group recovered, they came directly to settle the score with Mi Xiayao.
"I will pay three times the balance, which is indeed beyond my budget." Mi Xiayao had no intention of confronting him anymore, so she simply dealt with her own affairs.
After appeasing the members of the escort team and discussing the most satisfactory plan with the other party, the other party decided to return to the team first and continue escorting the remaining dowry back to the capital as agreed, while she stayed and followed Pei Xingyuan's team through the city's route to the capital.
near.
The fake identity we just negotiated did not really go according to the grandma's plan that Mi Xiayao said.
When Mi Xiayao followed Pei Xingyuan's team into Jinzhou City, she discovered that he had arranged for her to be her husband.
Pretending to be a wealthy couple doing business.
They had just checked into a relatively clean inn when Pei Xingyuan blocked her in the room again and refused to let her go.
"Is the richest merchant in Jinzhou City a cloth seller named Zhong?"
"Yes, but if we say it has the most solid backing, it is actually the Bai family, a century-old medical clinic. It seems to be a family that practices medicine, but at its core, it is still a businessman who runs a pharmacy."
She generously shared the information she knew.
When Pei Xingyuan heard the unexpected answer, he reacted quickly.
"What do the Bai family like best? If I want to hold a Hongmen Banquet, what will be the easiest way to lure them out?"
Mi Xiayao paused for a moment, "The head of the Bai family has a love for beauty. He will take the time to take a look at any beautiful thing."
However, what Pei Xingyuan said about the Hongmen Banquet aroused Mi Xiayao's curiosity.
What exactly is Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple trying to do behind the scenes?
He was not worried about being noticed by Mi Xiayao. After receiving the new information, he opened the door in a hurry and went out, arranging for his subordinates to make plans later.