The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Wei Bai came from a distance, holding a letter in his hand. Next to him was Du Ziheng, who looked anxious.

"Princess, Princess, the letter has arrived."

"Okay, okay." Yun Mujiu walked quickly towards Wei Bai, took the letter and opened it.

Yun Mujiu quickly read through the handwriting on the letter, and found it familiar. The strokes were strong and powerful, and the writing was so powerful that one could see the writer in person when reading the words.

This letter was actually written by Ye Xiaohan himself, without any guard writing it for him.

"It's rare to see the prince write such a long letter himself." Wei Bai's tone was full of surprise.

"Isn't that nonsense? This time the prince wrote the letter to the princess personally, how can it be the same?" Du Ziheng retorted Wei Bai.

Yun Mujiu pursed her lips and smiled, and finished reading the contents of the letter in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Ye Xiaohan was resting in an inn, and Wei Song and two guards went to the backyard of the inn to feed the horses.

Ye Xiaohan stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery not far away.

Their current location was quite remote, a small town with few people, and the streets were nothing like the bustling streets of the capital. Even near the small inn where they were staying, there were no busy streets.

That night, Ye Xiaohan led the team towards the village with candlelight, and at the same time had people surround the entrance and exit of the mountain where the town was located.

The secret guards found out that the group of people had appeared near this mountain.

Ye Xiaohan and his companions all wore veils on their faces or veils on their heads, so others could not recognize who they were.

An hour later, after searching and visiting the local area, Ye Xiaohan's people finally came to a conclusion...

That is, the person they are looking for is no longer there.

Previously, a group of outsiders came here to rest and stayed in the inn in the small town for many days.

Sometimes they go out early and come back late, and they don't talk to anyone. The shop assistants and the manager don't know their situation.

It’s not that there weren’t some guys who were curious, but those who went up to chat were all scared.

Because it was obvious that the group of people were not weak, their eyes were all equally sharp and cold, and some even drew their swords against people.

Now, not only is there no trace of that group of people in the inn, but there is no trace of that group of people in the entire town and the entire mountain.

In the lobby on the first floor of the inn, the old innkeeper told Ye Xiaohan what he knew, and finally said respectfully to him, "Sir, I don't know the rest. Ten days before you arrived, the group of people had already left."

"I guess what I and others saw were just a group of followers. Their real leader should be behind them and rarely show up."

"Sir, our shopkeeper is telling the truth." A young clerk smiled and continued, "That group of people seems a little mysterious. We deliver food to their rooms every day. They never come to the lobby on the first floor to eat, and we have never seen their leader."

Ye Xiaohan said nothing, but the cold aura around him made the shopkeeper and the clerk tremble.

They had never seen someone with such a strong aura. Even among the group of people who came that day, it was not certain that anyone's figure and temperament could compare with the adult in front of them.

The old shopkeeper and the young man were trembling, wondering if they had done something wrong that caused someone to seek revenge on them. Or if they had offended the important person in front of them, whether it was their hospitality or their words that were wrong.

Ye Xiaohan half turned around, and the eyes under the veil gave Wei Song a look.

Wei Song, who had disguised his face, nodded and took out two large pieces of silver from his pocket.

The old shopkeeper's eyes widened. It was the first time he had seen such a generous person. His hands were shaking. He didn't know whether to accept it or not. Would accepting it or not lead to the man's head falling off?

Wei Song said directly: "Boss, this is our accommodation and food expenses."

He took out another piece of gold and said directly: "Well... we are not allowed to tell anyone about our coming here. Otherwise..."

Wei Song's tone turned cold. There was no need for him to say more. The shopkeeper, who was almost scared to death by Ye Xiaohan's temperament, wanted to answer quickly. This gold is hush money.

"This young man," the shopkeeper looked at the man in the veil, "this gentleman."

"Please rest assured! I will never reveal any information! No matter who asks in the future, I won't dare to do it even if I have a hundred guts!"

The shopkeeper's face flushed, and he was worried. It turned out that no one was seeking revenge on him, nor did he offend the big shot in front of him. The big shot was just staying here temporarily and asking for some information.

Today, when he saw the cold-looking man in black, and a group of other people who looked like his subordinates, how could he have the guts to leak any information about them?

Ye Xiaohan didn't say anything. He waved lightly at Wei Song and turned to leave.

As he left, the solemn atmosphere in the hall seemed to weaken, but there were still some chilling chills left.

Wei Song glanced at the shopkeeper and the clerk, with a strong reminder in his eyes. They came here to investigate the case secretly, and they could not reveal their whereabouts or any information. Moreover, after a while, they would secretly pass the news to the emperor's people, and then the emperor's people might follow the clues they provided to investigate, and they would never let the emperor's people know that they had investigated.

When there was no one in the lobby, the shopkeeper and the clerk breathed a sigh of relief. They had not felt so scared when the group of people came a few days ago, but now they were scared to death.

The old shopkeeper held the heavy objects in his hands, and suddenly he thought it through and smiled. The heroes had no intention of killing them, so why should they be so scared? They just needed to do their job well.

Besides, this place is quite remote, who else would want to ask about that gentleman? Even if there really is someone, he would never tell anyone!

"Gugu...Gugu..."

As the melodious and sad sound of birds chirped, Ye Xiaohan's memories instantly returned to reality.

"Knock knock..." There was a knock on the door.

Wei Song entered the room, bowed, and respectfully called out, "Your Majesty."

"Yeah." Ye Xiaohan left the window and came to the table.

He said to Wei Song: "Pass on my order. Set out immediately after one stick of incense."

"Yes!"

Wei Song paused for a moment, but decided to ask, "Your Majesty, what about the people in this inn?" Should we deal with them?

"Do not care."

Ye Xiaohan seemed to know what Wei Song was worried about, and said, "First, no one will find out that we have been here. Second, even if someone really knows about our movements, and the shopkeeper may really expose our information, they can't reveal anything."

They didn't let the shopkeeper and others know any news, so what could the shopkeeper and others know?

I don't know anything, so there's nothing to tell others.

Besides, the shopkeeper and others are innocent people, and there is no need to involve their lives.

"I understand." Wei Song lowered his eyebrows, nodded slightly and retreated.

Ye Xiaohan sat on a wooden chair, looking at the unfamiliar room, with the corners of his lips slightly curved.

Mu Mu should have received the letter he sent, right?

I don't know if Mu Mu is missing him...