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

Following the direction Shen Xi pointed, Shen Muxi clearly saw a man in a black waisted robe, wearing a hat and covering his face, walking quickly out of the back alley of the Shen Mansion.

"That's the corner gate over there in the back alley, right?" Shen Muxi whispered to Shen Xi, "That man has a steady figure, and his robe has dark patterns on it. He must have some other identity."

"Looking at the dark patterns on those clothes, they seem to be from the Grand Tutor's Mansion." Shen Xi told the truth.

Shen Muxi frowned, "Grand Tutor's Mansion?"

In her impression, in Shen Xi's memory, the Grand Tutor's Mansion seemed to have no connection with the Shen Mansion...

Before she could think about it, Shen Xi's voice came to her ears again, "What are you going to do?"

Shen Muxi looked at the direction the man left, thoughtfully, "It's only been dark for a short time now, which means this person came during the day; and how dare he come so openly..."

"Everyone in the mansion must know about this. Maybe we are the only fools."

Apart from this, Shen Xi really couldn't think of any other reason.

Shen Muxi casually dismissed the servant who greeted her and laughed sarcastically, "Wasn't you like that before? What we have to do now is to pull out those who are in the dark.

Since people from the Grand Tutor's Mansion also appeared in the Shen Mansion, your mother's death could not have been solely caused by the Shen Mansion."

"It's impossible for the Shen Mansion alone to make Mother so wary, but if we add the Grand Tutor's Mansion..."

"Behind the Grand Tutor's Mansion is the Emperor." Shen Muxi said solemnly, "Hongdou should be back with other news soon these days. I will write a letter and ask Luluo to come back as well. Some things must be verified."

"Now that Luoluo has returned, what will happen to your Beichen arrangements?"

Shen Muxi's breath hitched slightly, and after a while he spoke, "I'm not in a hurry. As long as the thread is buried, I can pull it out when I reach Beichen next year."

"Huang Jiang and Yang Wei can also be used. Yang Wei is good at dealing with all kinds of people. If we want to complete the layout in Beichen, having him communicate with the official in Beijing who found your body may be more effective."

Shen Xi reminded, "Mu Xi, I have said more than once that we are one. Only when you are well can I be well. My people are your people, and your business is my business. You don't have to draw a clear line with me."

Shen Muxi's thoughts were exposed at once. He touched his nose unnaturally and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"Don't tell me you haven't gotten used to it yet. It's been so long, how could you not be used to it? You never thought of using my things for free. Even though you used my Jinlou to exchange for Xiaoxiao today, you still silently put a value on it in your heart and were thinking about how to return it to me in the future, right?"

She followed Shen Muxi closely, speaking in a serious tone, as if she would not give up until Shen Muxi gave her an explanation.

Shen Muxi had to stop and turn to look at the translucent spirit beside him.

Only when he is angry does Shen Xi look less lifeless.

The girl was obviously about seventeen or eighteen years old, but because she died in the water, her clothes were always wet.

In the winter's north wind, just looking at her makes people feel a chill.

But at this moment, Shen Muxi clearly saw the helplessness and sadness in the girl's eyes.

What are you sad about?

Sad that she has no use for her people?

Shen Xi's sad eyes almost penetrated Shen Muxi's entire body.

Shen Muxi felt a lump in his throat and couldn't utter a single word...

She clearly sensed Shen Xi's sadness, just like when she was a child and had placed all her trust in the person who had promised her that she was her only best friend for life, only for that friend to turn around and tell others that she was their only best friend...

When she grew up, she also experienced this feeling with Gu Shi...

He had clearly agreed that she would be his only wife for the rest of his life, but in the end, he only treated her as a substitute for Su Liuxi...

"Mu Xi, I'm sorry, I lost my temper. I shouldn't have lost my temper."

I heard the little girl's anxious apology.

Only then did Shen Muxi realize that she had been crying without knowing when.

For her shameful and foolish past.

From childhood on, she was influenced by everything and everyone around her. She knew that no matter what, there must be an equal exchange. She even believed that the one who takes the initiative should pay more...

This value is fully demonstrated when he is with Gu Shi.

The more Gu Shi inadvertently showed his arrogance and contempt in front of her, the more cautious she became. She even kept doubting herself, wondering if she was really that bad. As a result, her daughter was not liked by the old Princess Rong.

But now she is no longer the Shen Muxi she used to be.

If you don’t love, you don’t love. If you don’t respect, you don’t respect.

It has nothing to do with how much you pay.

In front of someone who doesn't value you, even if you hang yourself, he will only think you are swinging on a swing...

But if that person values ​​you, there is no way he would let you have the thought of hanging yourself...

It felt like a huge stone had fallen on my heart.

Shen Muxi just felt extremely relaxed.

She straightened her back and smiled, "What are you thinking? Who are we now? Do I need you to remind me to use my own things? Have you forgotten because you've been too busy?"

Her rebuttal was so justified that Shen Xi found it a little hard to believe.

"Aren't you mad at me?"

“Why should I be angry with myself?”

She pronounced "self" with a strong accent, and Shen Xi laughed.

"You'd better really forget about using your own people."

"...It's natural."

The conversation between a man and a spirit gradually faded away.

Until the two people's backs disappeared, a man in black quietly landed on the ground, stayed for about two breaths, and then went to Jinxiu Hall as light as a swallow.

...

Small East Palace.

Murong Jingyan sat lazily behind his desk, his fine paulownia folding fan tapping lightly against the table.

The sound of the paulownia wood colliding with the sandalwood wood is low and rhythmic.

"After taking the pulse, did she change the direction of the needle?"

In front of the desk, an elderly doctor bowed his head respectfully.

"Yes, but not much has changed. In the short term, the little princess will not wake up."

Murong Jingyan slowly narrowed his eyes, as if he was thinking.

"He Hong."

Hearing Murong Jingyan's voice, He Hong, who was standing by, immediately understood and asked the doctor to leave.

The study returned to silence.

The scene at the opera house during the day is still vivid in my mind.

When Murong Jingyan closed his eyes, he thought of Shen Xi's eyes filled with hatred.

How much hatred could make her hate the Shen family so deeply?

Just then, He Hong came back with a bamboo tube sealed with wax.

"Your Highness, news of He Xuan has returned."

Murong Jingyan took the bamboo tube from He Hong's hand and opened it neatly.

The letter contained only eight short lines.

Murong Jingyan soon learned about what had happened recently in Beichen Kyoto.

When Murong Jingyan saw the words "Prince Rong sent someone to Danyang to find his wife" in the letter, a sneer appeared on his face.

"Oh, now you know you're in a hurry."

He slowly placed the letter on the candlestick and let the flames devour it.

The low pressure in the study was like the smell of burning letter paper, which quickly spread throughout the room.

He Hong stood aside feeling uneasy.

He thought Murong Jingyan had murderous intentions towards the person who eavesdropped today, so he stepped forward and asked tentatively, "Master, do you need someone to take care of that trouble in the Shen Mansion?"

Murong Jingyan let go of the letter that was about to burn out.

"No need."