After his wife and daughter died tragically, the scumbag prince's hair turned white overnight

The one who got He Hong’s answer is...

Murong Jingyan lifted the curtain and left He Hong's tent.

When he returned to his and Shen Muxi's tent, he saw Gu Xiaoxiao greeting him weakly.

"Uncle Jing."

"What are you doing lying on the desk? If you're tired, go back to bed and rest."

Murong Jingyan stepped forward and was about to pick up Gu Xiaoxiao, but Gu Xiaoxiao dodged him.

"Uncle Jing, Xiaoxiao has grown up. She doesn't need you to hold her like a child anymore."

She pouted in protest.

Murong Jingyan raised his eyebrows in amusement, "Why, are you starting to dislike Uncle Jing's old age now?"

"Uncle Jing's hand is injured, he should take good care of it."

Gu Xiaoxiao stared at Murong Jingyan's bandaged right hand with a stern face, and lectured Murong Jingyan seriously.

"If you hug Xiaoxiao too hard and the wound breaks open, your hand will still be hurt."

Murong Jingyan's smile froze slightly, but soon the smile on his lips deepened.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Jing, I'll listen to you. I'll do whatever you say."

Gu Xiaoxiao made a playful face at Murong Jingyan and turned to go back to the inner tent, but was stopped by Murong Jingyan, "Go play with He Xuan for a while and come back later."

"Uncle Jing, do you want to discuss having a baby with Mom?"

Gu Xiaoxiao looked at Murong Jingyan with surprise.

Murong Jingyan coughed twice awkwardly.

"No, kids, don't talk nonsense."

Gu Xiaoxiao walked up to Murong Jingyan and motioned him to squat down. Then she leaned close to his ear and said, "Uncle Jing, mother doesn't like you very much yet. You have to work harder."

After saying that, she ran away like a puff of smoke.

Hongdou and Luluo hurried to follow.

Murong Jingyan and Shen Muxi's tent was very large.

Moreover, the partition was made of windshield curtains, so Shen Muxi did not hear the conversation between Gu Xiaoxiao and Murong Jingyan.

In fact, when Gu Xiaoxiao said she was playing outside, she was already drowsy.

It was not until Murong Jingyan walked to the curtain that she suddenly woke up.

"Miss Shen, may I come in?"

Shen Muxi glanced at herself and was about to refuse when she heard Murong Jingyan say, "I have something to discuss with you."

She hastily wrapped herself in a thick cocoon.

"Please come in."

Murong Jingyan opened the curtain and walked in.

The atmosphere when a man and a woman are alone in a room is already subtle, and now the dim light in the tent makes their solitude seem even more ambiguous.

Recalling the words "come on" that Gu Xiaoxiao had said to him, Murong Jingyan's ears suddenly felt hot for no reason.

It was Shen Muxi who broke the awkward silence between the two.

"Your Highness, is there anything wrong?"

Murong Jingyan coughed awkwardly and sat down on the small stool next to Shen Muxi.

Gu Xiaoxiao was sitting on that small stool when she was playing by the bed just now. Later, Gu Xiaoxiao went out of the outer tent. Hongdouluoluo stayed with Shen Muxi at her insistence, so the small stool had not been moved away yet.

The tall and strong Murong Jingyan looked particularly funny because he was curled up into a small ball on the small stool.

Shen Muxi couldn't help wanting to laugh, but was interrupted by Murong Jingyan's next question.

"Last night's assassin was from Huijiang. This time, I want to confirm with you whether you have offended any foreigners from Huijiang."

Interracial...

That is, whether it is blood or facial features, they are very different from them.

The corners of Shen Muxi's mouth were stretched into a straight line.

She shook her head solemnly, "When I was in Beichen, I stayed almost entirely in the Rongjun Prince's Mansion. And everyone in the Rongjun Prince's Mansion, from the master down to the maids, servants, and boys, was basically from Beichen..."

She paused mid-sentence, "No, there is another possibility."

She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Murong Jingyan.

Murong Jingyan's thin lips moved slightly, and he called out a name almost at the same time as Shen Muxi, "Su Kang."

Murong Jingyan sneered, "I originally thought that Su Kang was just a remnant of the previous Beichen Dynasty, but now it seems that one thing leads to another, and one hand holds back the other."

Shen Muxi had long known that Su Kang was no simple matter, but she had not expected that the problem would suddenly become so complicated.

No matter whether Su Kang is a remnant of the previous dynasty of Beichen or a Hui people, as long as he reaches out to Nanyuan, everything will become extremely complicated.

When it comes to matters concerning the court and the country, Shen Muxi has no big ambitions and just wants to spend the rest of his life with his daughter.

In this situation, she could only follow Murong Jingyan's advice.

"What are your plans, Your Highness?"

Murong Jingyan paused for a moment, as if thinking, and soon he spoke out his true inner thoughts, "Huijiang has always been eyeing Nanyuan covetously. Taizu almost died at the hands of the Huijiang King. Therefore, Nanyuan has been strictly guarding against merchants from trading with Huijiang over the years.

But in the past two years, because of Beichen, the boundary between Nanyuan and Huijiang has been blurred.

Now, during the Spring Hunt, people from Xinjiang have come and attacked you and your daughter. I’m afraid this is just a warning. I’m thinking…”

"Your Highness is worried that the Emperor is standing by and watching. If he discovers something, he might, for his own selfish desires, risk collaborating with the King of Huijiang to overthrow you and seize power from you."

Murong Jingyan pursed his lips.

"No matter what Murong Mingkun does, my position must be legitimate."

Now it seems that Murong Jingyan's position as the crown prince is meaningless. If he can counterattack effectively during the spring hunt, it means that the crown prince has never relaxed and is always stockpiling private soldiers to prepare for rebellion.

But if he didn't fight back, he would be waiting to die. A useless prince would be infamous for eternity even after his death.

No matter what choice he makes, Murong Jingyan will not end up well.

Murong Mingkun obviously thought of this, so he handed over the deployment arrangements for this spring hunt to him.

The Imperial Guards are all Murong Mingkun's men.

Even if he rebelled against Murong Jingyan, he would still be praised for his loyalty to the emperor and his patriotism.

There is no way out, and when necessary, you can only fight hard.

"I'm afraid the spring hunting won't be peaceful in the next few days."

Murong Jingyan told Shen Muxi the current situation truthfully.

Unable to be a coward, Shen Muxi's expression was equally unhappy. "Instead of this, let's be simple and rough."

"How rough?"

"When a knot has become so tangled that even the thread cannot be pulled out, what we need to do is to cut the Gordian knot."

Cut the Gordian knot?

Murong Jingyan suddenly understood.

"I see. Thank you, Miss Shen."

Seeing Murong Jingyan about to leave, Shen Muxi hurriedly called him, "Your Highness, please stay."

This idiot, would he really strike while the iron is hot and kill Murong Mingkun that very night?

Murong Jingyan stopped and looked at her in confusion.

"Your Highness intends to have someone take action directly?"

No?

Murong Jingyan wanted to ask back, but he saw the words "You are an idiot" clearly written in Shen Muxi's eyes.

The words on my lips became, "I'd like to hear more about it."

Shen Muxi moved his body, making sure that he couldn't get up, and finally gave up the indecent action of arching his body.

He instructed Murong Jingyan, "There is a small drawer in my dressing box. Your Highness, please help me get it."

Murong Jingyan saw the small carved drawer with an exquisite copper ring at a glance and handed the whole drawer to Shen Muxi.

Shen Muxi pulled her hand out from the cocoon, took out a green porcelain bottle from a pile of small bottles in the small drawer, and handed it to Murong Jingyan.

His eyebrows raised slightly, "Your Highness, do you want to gamble?"