She found the coachman. Just as she finished telling him that they were going back to the capital and turned to walk towards the tent, she ran into Mo Qinghuan.
"Zhi'er, where are you going?" Mo Qinghuan smiled as she walked up to Zhi'er and tilted her head to look at the carriage behind her.
Zhi'er lowered her head guiltily, not daring to meet Mo Qinghuan's eyes.
"Reporting to the princess, my mistress is not feeling well. We're packing up and getting ready to return to the capital."
Mo Qinghuan raised her eyebrows slightly and let out a meaningful "oh".
The prolonged ending sound made Zhi'er tense up.
"If there's nothing else, Your Highness, this servant will take her leave." With her head down, she quickened her pace.
Mo Qinghuan watched her leaving back, thought for a moment, and then followed.
When she reached the entrance of Min Feiyan's tent, she hesitated outside for quite a while. Just as she was still undecided whether to go in or not, Mu Shengze came back.
He was stunned for a moment when he saw Mo Qinghuan, then smiled and said, "Sister - in - law, you're here to see Feiyan, right?"
Mo Qinghuan didn't know whether to nod or shake her head.
If she said she was here to see Min Feiyan, she had been standing outside without going in. If she said she wasn't, she was already in front of the tent. If not for Min Feiyan, could she be here for him?
Not knowing what to say, she could only smile awkwardly and say, "I was just taking a stroll. I don't know how I ended up here."
After they exchanged a few words.
Mu Shengze said, "Sister - in - law, this prince will go in first."
She nodded. After watching Mu Shengze enter the tent, she turned around and left.
After she left, Mu Shengze lifted the curtain and watched Mo Qinghuan's departing back. A mysterious smile curled up on his lips.
Min Feiyan glanced at Mu Shengze and said, "Your Highness, this concubine is not feeling well. I'll pack up and return to the capital. Your Highness, take good care of yourself here in the hunting ground."
Only then did Mu Shengze turn to look at Min Feiyan. Her face was indeed pale again.
He was used to this sight of hers and didn't suspect anything. He waved his hand and let her go.
Mo Qinghuan returned to her tent. Mu Yanming was sitting in front of a low table, engrossed in a book. There was a pot of warm tea in front of him.
She walked over and sat down opposite him. He didn't even lift his eyelids and continued to focus on the book in his hand.
Seeing this, Mo Qinghuan sighed. Only then did he put down the book, pour a cup of tea, and push it in front of Mo Qinghuan.
"Why are you sighing?" he asked softly.
Suddenly, the curtain was lifted. They both looked towards the entrance of the tent.
Bai Ke came in and then remembered that he had forgotten to announce his arrival. Just as he was about to back out, he heard Mu Yanming's voice, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
Bai Ke lowered his head and glanced at Mo Qinghuan from the corner of his eye.
"Reporting to Your Highness, the person who attempted to assassinate the emperor has been captured. The emperor requests your presence."
Mu Yanming stood up, straightened his sleeves, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.
"The person has been captured. Just interrogate him. Can't you let this prince have a moment of peace?"
Mo Qinghuan stood up and said, "I'll go with you."
Mu Yanming nodded, took her hand, and they walked towards the emperor's tent together.
When they reached the tent, Mo Qinghuan saw a black - clothed man kneeling on the ground.
A veil covered his face, but the scar that ran across his eyebrows and eyes caught Mo Qinghuan's attention.
For some reason, she unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness it wasn't the person they had met earlier. Otherwise, in this situation, they wouldn't even know if he was a friend or a foe.
The emperor looked at the veiled black - clothed assassin and slapped the low table hard.
"Outrageous! Quickly tell me, who sent you to kill me?"
The assassin snorted and spat, "You're a despicable emperor. Everyone wants to kill you. Do I need to tell you who sent me?"
The emperor's face darkened with anger. He ordered the guards,
"Slap his mouth for me."
After being slapped fifty times hard, the black - clothed man spat out a mouthful of blood.
The emperor sneered and asked, "Well, are you still not going to talk?"
The black - clothed man stared at him, with a flash of venom in his eyes.
Mu Linyi just sneered after seeing this and said, "Drag him down and sever his tendons. I don't believe that the master behind him is more important than his own life."
The guards got the order and were about to drag the man down. The black - clothed man laughed and said,
"Hahaha, what's so good about being an emperor? Don't you feel pathetic? You seem to have several capable sons, but in fact, all of them want you dead. Even if you have supreme power, so what? You're still betrayed by everyone around you."
As soon as these words were said, Mu Linyi waved his hand to stop the guards. He stood up and walked forward.
Two guards were holding the black - clothed man. Since he didn't want to kneel, the guards kicked him in the back of the knees.
Mu Linyi reached out and pinched the black - clothed man's chin, forcing him to look at himself.
"What did you just say? Do you mean that the person behind you is one of my sons?"
Seeing the emperor's red - eyed expression, the black - clothed man spat and laughed loudly, "Well, are you nervous now?"
Mu Linyi unconsciously tightened his grip. The black - clothed man, in pain, wanted to make things difficult for Mu Linyi.
"So what if it is? So what if it isn't? Anyway, remember, it's not us who want you dead today, but your own beloved sons."
Mu Linyi paced back and forth restlessly. After roaring, he said, "Fine, fine, fine. Then don't talk."
The black - clothed man thought Mu Linyi was serious and raised his eyebrows proudly.
But before he could rejoice, Mu Linyi turned around and waved his hand.
Seeing that Mu Linyi was about to kill the man, Mu Yanming stepped forward and walked in front of the black - clothed man.
"Your Majesty, let this prince interrogate him. You go in and rest first. This prince will report the results to you later."
Mu Linyi was still so angry that his lips turned purple. He looked at Mu Yanming and said through gritted teeth, "Fine. Make sure to find out what's going on clearly."
Mo Qinghuan couldn't help but sneer. She could tell that Mu Linyi was really afraid that his sons would rebel.
He stepped forward and grabbed the assassin's neck.
"If you don't explain clearly, I'll break your neck right now and send you to hell."
That look seemed to really scare the black - clothed man. He kept begging for mercy.
With a trembling voice, he said, "On the day we met, he was wearing a cape that covered his face. But I'll never forget his voice. Even if he changed it, I'll still know who he is."
Mu Linyi's face darkened. He called the people over.
Except for Mu Yichen who was still lying in bed, only Mu Shengze and Mu Yefeng had come.
As soon as the two of them stood in front, the black - clothed man's gaze fell on Mu Yefeng.
He didn't move his eyes for a long time. The emperor was shocked and there was a flash of disbelief in his eyes.
He warned coldly,
"I'm warning you. Don't just frame others randomly. Otherwise, your end will be very miserable!"