Forced love, an inescapable fate

Wen Muchuan entered the palace at the hour of You. The imperial edict ordering a thorough investigation into the murder of the Sixth Prince by a killer when he returned to Beijing was issued during the morning court session the next day, and the case was directly handed over to the Dali Temple.

After the morning court session, seeing the princes' faces turning alternately pale and blue, Wen Muchuan asked the eldest prince Jiang Xian a question in a good mood.

"Your Highness, it seems you didn't get enough rest last night. I wonder if there's anything bothering you. Please tell me about it. As your former teacher, I can help you resolve some of your concerns."

Whenever Jiang Xian thought about the fact that Wen Muchuan had entered the palace last night, and that was why the imperial decree came down this morning to thoroughly investigate the assassination of Jiang Ci, he felt extremely angry.

It was obvious that the emperor had been indifferent to Jiang Ci before, and he knew what Jiang Ci would encounter when he returned to the capital this time, but he still chose to turn a blind eye. This shows that the emperor didn't like Jiang Ci either, and didn't want him to come back. Wen Muchuan must have said something to the emperor last night, which made him suddenly change his attitude. It's just that Wen Muchuan never got involved in the disputes between his brothers, and never chose sides. When the Left Censor-in-Chief Fang Zheng and his faction strongly recommended Jiang Ci to be the crown prince, he was the first to take the lead in opposing it. But why would he help Jiang Ci now?

He was a little confused, but Wen Muchuan was a man with a deep mind and arrogance. He usually looked down on everyone. He had tried to win him over many times before, but was always rejected. Since then, this man has been on his blacklist. However, this man was deeply trusted by his father. He could not use him for his own purposes, but he could not afford to offend him either.

So even though he was filled with hatred in his heart, he still maintained a flattering expression.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I might have caught a cold last night. I'll ask the Imperial Hospital to prescribe some medicine later. I should be fine."

Wen Muchuan raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard this.

"So that's how it is. I thought it was the Sixth Prince who had returned, and that His Highness was so anxious about his brother that he couldn't sleep at night. It seems I was overthinking it. But who on earth sent the assassins? They were really quite powerful. Last night, I was shocked by what Li Feng, who escorted the Sixth Prince back to the capital, said. But the master behind these assassins is also incompetent. You said that so many assassins were sent, and they returned unscathed. I guess the master behind them has been so angry that he wants to vomit blood these past two days. But what surprised this Master the most was the performance of the Sixth Prince. I didn't expect him to be completely different from the rumors. He even knows kung fu. Looking at his performance in the court just now, he was neither humble nor arrogant. I originally thought that he was spoiled by the State of Qi, but I didn't expect that he is actually a very capable person. By the way, you haven't seen him for many years. Why don't you go up and say hello?"

Jiang Xian almost couldn't catch his breath. This Wen Muchuan knew how to stab people in the wound.

He suppressed his unhappiness and bowed.

"I will reminisce with my Sixth Brother when I have the chance. I am not feeling well today, so I will go back first. Master Wen, please do as you please."

After saying this, he strode away as if fleeing, fearing that if Wen Muchuan said a few more words, he would really vomit blood.

Watching the people fleeing, Wen Muchuan half-closed his eyelids, concealed the expression on his face, and looked meaningfully at Jiang Ci who had been paying attention to him and Jiang Xian.

Seeing people looking at him, Jiang Ci smiled and then strode away.

As for the conversation between Wen Muchuan and Jiang Xian just now, he heard it clearly without missing a word.

He naturally knew that Wen Muchuan was all-powerful. Not only was Xunji Hall behind him, but he was also deeply favored by the Emperor. He was someone who could not be offended, but he was definitely not someone who could be bribed. Two years ago, he already knew that he was in Dongli Town and sent people to test him. As for Su Minsheng, did he appear in Dongli accidentally or intentionally? The story behind these things was not simple, but he still could not get an answer.

But he vaguely felt that the men in black who rescued them at the last moment of that night were related to Wen Muchuan, but he had no idea about his motives.

......

It was half a month later when the news of Jiang Ci's assassination on his way back to Beijing reached the border.

Mu Qingli listened to Feng Zong's account of what happened with fear. She didn't expect that Jiang Ci would experience such a thrilling thing on his way back to Beijing.

"Brother, what's his current situation? He's a prince after all. Who would be so bold as to send someone to assassinate him?"

Feng Zong handed her the letter Jiang Ci had written to her. "The Sixth Prince is fine, he's not seriously injured. Ah Li, I can't explain the current situation at court in just a few words, but don't worry, he'll be able to escape unscathed this time. As for what happens next, he'll be able to handle it. He's not simple, he's not as fragile as you think."

Mu Qingli took the letter from Feng Zong's hand and hurriedly opened the envelope. Looking at the familiar handwriting inside, she felt as if he was right beside her, and she felt a lot more at ease.

"Sister, I'm glad to see you. I've returned to Beijing safely. Everything went well, except for a little crisis I encountered on the road. Everything else has been settled. You don't have to worry about me. I've been away from home for many years, and when I come back again, everything has changed. But I will adapt as soon as possible. Beijing is bustling and prosperous, and there are many small gadgets that you'll be interested in. I bought some for you, and I hope you like them. The border is difficult, so take care of yourself. Once I've arranged everything here, I'll take you back to Beijing..."

Looking at the contents of the letter, Mu Qingli could already imagine him sitting at his desk with his back straight, writing. It had been less than a month since he left, but Mu Qingli felt like a long time had passed.

She was frightened during this period and had nightmares every night. Fortunately, nothing happened and he finally arrived safely.

Looking at the small wooden box in Wanyue's hand, Mu Qingli raised her hand and opened it. She saw two small clay dolls lying inside. They looked like a boy and a girl, and they looked honest and cute. She couldn't let them go. There seemed to be another layer under the box. After she opened the upper layer, she found a thick stack of silver bills and some gold and silver jewelry underneath. Looking at all this in front of her, her eyes couldn't help but become moist. In such a critical situation, he was still thinking about her.

Feng Zong looked at everything in front of him and retreated silently.

Mu Qingli held the two clay dolls in her hands, and tears finally flowed down her face.

After two years of companionship in Dongli Town, she had long regarded Jiang Ci as her only relative. Looking at these in front of her, she had the feeling that her younger brother had grown up. No matter what her initial plan was, after getting along with him, she treated him as her younger brother.

Now, the results have come out, and all her efforts have not been in vain. In this world, she is finally no longer alone.