Yi Xin as a concubine

Mo Xuan Mansion is easy to find. It is the largest, most ancient and imposing mansion in the east of the city.

The five people did not knock on the door directly, but stayed in the inn closest to Mo Xuan Mansion.

"Master, why don't we just go in?" Huang Quan asked carefully while packing Chu Xingchen's luggage in an unskilled manner.

Although he is also one of the master's guards, he spends most of his time outside. Compared with Wangchuan's understanding of the master, he knows much less, so it is better to ask if you don't understand than to do the wrong thing because of half-knowledge.

"Yifan should have arrived earlier than us. He would have come to find us if he knew we were coming. We have never been to Mo Xuan Mansion and don't know the situation inside. There are so many people in the mansion and it would be bad if some unnecessary trouble was caused." Chu Xingchen also knew the situation of the guards and explained patiently.

"But I didn't see any marks left by you along the way. How did Master Yifan know we were here?" Huang Quan still didn't quite understand and asked in a naive way, which was totally inconsistent with his cold image.

"Yifan was originally the future heir of the Moxuan family, but he didn't like writing and preferred to wield spears and sticks, so he voluntarily gave up his position. In order to compensate him and to protect him, my grandfather gave him one-third of the family power for him to command, so he should have known it as soon as we entered the city."

"But will Master Yifan's men be able to recognize us in this state?" Huang Quan said as he tugged at his clothes, looking somewhat reluctant. This kind of scholar's gown was not as comfortable as a samurai uniform. Fortunately, it was loose enough and did not affect his sword-drawing speed, otherwise he would have resisted even if his master ordered him to do so.

"Don't underestimate your Master Yifan. He just doesn't like being bound." Chu Xingchen said as he looked at the person coming at the door and smiled.

"My cousin still understands me so well." The man's voice was free and clear, but people who were familiar with him could still hear the fatigue in it.

When Huang Quan heard the stranger's voice, he turned around abruptly and subconsciously placed his left hand on the hilt of the knife. He did not relax his vigilance until he saw the person standing at the door with his back to the light.

The man who came was tall and sturdy, with a somewhat dark face in the light. After not seeing him for a few months, his temperament became more calm. He stood there quietly, unconsciously exuding a bit of majesty. But when he opened his mouth, he still had that nonchalant tone. Who else could it be but Mo Xuan Yifan?

Huang Quan moved his hand away from the hilt of the knife, saluted respectfully to Mo Xuan Yifan, then tactfully left the room and stood silently at the door, dutifully guarding the door for his two masters.

"How is grandpa's health?" Chu Xingchen asked.

Without the outsiders, the fatigue on Mo Xuan Yifan's face became clearer. He shook his head silently and said after a while: "The old man was plotted against and was poisoned and unconscious."

Chu Xingchen's brows were filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Have you found out who did it?"

Mo Xuan Yifan shook his head again, his tone becoming heavier. "Uncle Hui cleared everyone around the old man, and there was no problem. The old man hasn't gone out for two or three months, and other people rarely go to his yard. And his poison was not given recently. The doctor said it's been at least half a year. It's a chronic poison. If it weren't for the Simon incident, it might take another three or four months for it to show up."

"Three or four months? Is there anything important happening in that time?" Perhaps because there were too many things to deal with, Chu Xingchen immediately grasped the key point and asked.

"No, I haven't heard the old man say that... No, the last time I went home, probably after the Chinese New Year last year, the old man said that he would abdicate, and specifically asked me if I regretted giving up my inheritance rights. He said that there was still a chance to change my mind now, otherwise once he announced it to the public, I would have no chance." Mo Xuan Yifan suddenly remembered that the last time they met was a conversation between the father and son, and told Chu Xingchen everything.

After listening to this, Chu Xingchen held his forehead and pondered for a while and asked, "Were there other people present when you were talking to your grandfather?"

Mo Xuan Yifan thought for a while before replying, "I said it casually at the time, and I didn't deliberately hide it from anyone. The old man likes quietness, and there aren't many servants in the yard. I didn't pay much attention to whether there were people around. I'll go back and ask Gray Old Man. He's always been concerned about Grandpa's affairs and is a cautious person. He should remember the situation at the time."

"What was your second brother's reaction?" Chu Xingchen asked again.

"Before I came back, he had been serving me. He was so thin that he looked unrecognizable. That kid inherited all the pedantry of scholars. That's why my grandfather was always worried. He was afraid that he wouldn't know how to adapt. After all, knowledge alone can't carry the burden of the entire family."

When Mo Xuan Yifan mentioned his younger brother, he could only feel helpless. He didn't know who he looked like. They were all taught by the old man, but he looked neither like the old man nor his father. He was completely different from his brother.

He is a good person and has first-class knowledge, but he is too pedantic. Although he is in his early twenties, he looks like an old man. His mother is also very troubled by him.

"It seems that someone wants something that doesn't belong to him. I just hope he doesn't stretch his hand too far, otherwise Grandpa will be really sad."

Chu Xingchen sighed silently. That little old man, he clearly learned and taught the art of power and the way of checks and balances, but he had the softest heart. Otherwise, he would not have been so soft-hearted as to marry his mother to his father, who was the crown prince of a country, causing the Mo Xuan family to always be mired in controversy.

"Arrange for me to visit my grandfather in the evening. I have brought Doctor Du with me." Chu Xingchen said.

"Okay, it's okay if you don't show up. We can work together, one in the open and one in the dark, and fish out that rotten fish as soon as possible. Without internal worries, we can solve the external troubles." After Mo Xuan Yifan finished speaking, he got up and left.

As soon as he left, Chu Xingchen called everyone in for a meeting.

"Yuyan, do you have any people in Yingzhou?" Chu Xingchen asked.

Yuyan nodded, "The master sent them here some time ago to find out the situation. I passed the message before I came, and they didn't leave. Second Master, do you want to meet them?"

Chu Xingchen nodded and said, "You arrange it."

Yuyan responded and then got up and left, not knowing where to find anyone.

"Huang Quan, contact the brothers and keep a close watch on Mo Xuan Mansion. Report any unusual movements immediately."

"Yes, master." Huang Quan responded and left.

"Doctor Du, Lancao, you two pack up. I'll send you to Mo Xuan's house in the evening. I'll leave my grandpa in the care of you two." Chu Xingchen continued to instruct.

Doctor Du stroked his beard, said nothing, and walked away shaking his head. He was just temporarily called in to treat patients, so naturally he would go wherever there were patients. Now there were no people who could threaten him, so wherever he went was to treat patients and save lives, it made no difference to him!

Instead, Lancao looked at the door hesitantly, then looked at Chu Xingchen, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "I am yours, young lady. Even if you are the future son-in-law, you cannot give me away casually."

Chu Xingchen was lowering his head to organize his thoughts, trying to see if he could find any clues from the recent intelligence. When he heard the little girl's words, he couldn't help but look up, and then he felt a little amused.

"I know that you are Baoer's most caring eldest girl and the best at taking care of people. That's why I asked you to follow Doctor Du because I want you to help me take care of the two old gentlemen. I will pick you up when my grandfather gets better. We still have to go back to the north. The situation in Mo Xuan Mansion is unclear now, and I am worried about other people." Chu Xingchen is always more patient with Xin Baoer's people. This is probably what it means to love someone and love their dog.

"Hey, if you want to tell me, I know. I will take good care of Doctor Du and Mr. Mo Xuan and won't give the bad guys the chance to harm them." Lancao was relieved and promised solemnly.

"Okay, I feel relieved as long as Lancao is here. Let's go pack up." Chu Xingchen found it funny and joked in a good mood.

Watching the little girl running away in a hurry, Chu Xingchen's eyes showed a bit of tenderness, as if he saw the figure he had been thinking about through Lancao's back.

"Baoer, I miss you. When can I see you again?"

Xin Baoer is drawing seriously in the study. She plans to draw the drawings for at least the next six months before the New Year, as well as plan the future direction of other categories and services. After the New Year, she plans to leave Nanzhao and go to other countries.

Suddenly, a strange wind blew up from the open door, blowing the drawings on the desk all over the floor. Xin Baoer sneezed loudly.