CHAPTER 404: CHAPTER 386:

Why aren’t you talking yet? The day after tomorrow doesn’t work either? I’ve already taken several steps back...

Finally, Shen Weixi gritted her teeth, "Then I’m sure there won’t be any problem with me going the day after the day after tomorrow, right?"

Xiange discreetly glanced at Shen Mubai and Yu Qingyan beside him, then clasped his fists toward Shen Weixi, "Miss Shen, there’s no need to worry. The princess is well."

"The journey from Qishan to the capital will take a few days, and the hunt isn’t over yet. Everything can wait until we return to the capital."

Shen Weixi thought for a moment, then happily agreed, "Alright, it’s settled. You should hurry back too, see you later."

After returning to the capital, right?

I’ll take a stroll around the camp tomorrow. If I don’t see Yue’er, I’ll just secretly head back to the capital...

But Yue’er has been thinking about this hunt, and it just started a few days ago, so why did she return to the capital early?

Is there something more important than hunting?

384:

Xiange took his leave, and just before Bai departed, he barked a few times at Shen Weixi, who almost couldn’t resist throwing her shoe at him.

They say that proximity influences character. Her Yue’er is such a gentle and kind girl, but how has this little rascal not learned any good habits while living in the same house?

Speaking of Yue’er, what is so significant? Why did she leave in such a hurry without even saying goodbye?

Shen Weixi thought hard but couldn’t figure it out, feeling a bit troubled.

Oh! If only she were half as clever as Yue’er!

It seems I’ll have to wait and ask Yue’er myself when I see her tomorrow!

"Weixi, are you worried about Miss Lin?"

"It’s strange, how did Miss Lin suddenly return to the capital without a word? Could she have encountered something troublesome? It’s quite concerning!"

Upon hearing Yu Qingyan’s voice, Shen Weixi’s face immediately darkened, and she threw a cold glance, "Yue’er is blessed, with divine protection! You should worry more about yourself!"

Saying this, Shen Weixi strode past her, accidentally bumping into her hard.

Yu Qingyan, caught off guard, fell to the ground with a surprised look, "Weixi? You?"

Shen Weixi just snorted coldly, swaggering off.

Shen Mubai frowned slightly but said nothing, bending down to help Yu Qingyan up.

Yu Qingyan took the opportunity to hold his hand, gazing at him affectionately and understandingly, "Mr. Shen, I know you’re worried about Miss Lin. Why not return to the capital tomorrow?"

Shen Mubai was momentarily stunned by her words, looking at Yu Qingyan with a complex expression. "Yan’er, you..."

Yu Qingyan smiled gently, interrupting him softly, "Mr. Shen, there’s no need to say anything. I, too, am worried about Miss Lin, feeling immense guilt and clueless about how to make amends."

"Now, Miss Lin’s unexpected departure to the capital is truly worrying. Confirming her well-being would put my mind at ease."

...

At this moment, in a dimly lit tent.

A man stood with his back turned, tall and with a deep voice, "Did you see clearly? Are you sure he was injured?"

A shadow knelt respectfully on the ground, quickly replying, "Reporting to my lord, I was hiding in the dark from afar at the time, and saw Lin Wanyue stab him with a dagger, and he was indeed injured."

"Are you sure that person is him?"

The shadow on the ground hesitated slightly before responding, "Although I didn’t dare get too close to avoid detection, and he never showed his face, always wearing a mask, I surmise that person is him."

"Oh? What makes you say so?"

"First, if that person weren’t him, why would he be so tense around Lin Wanyue and let his guard down, resulting in this injury."

"Secondly, several waves of assassins we sent, all highly skilled and experienced, were entirely defeated by him with none surviving, not even those deadly Medicine Men, who feel no pain, could kill him but were instead killed by him."

"Given his high martial skills and unpredictable strength, I suspect that person is likely him."

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The man pondered briefly before noncommittally saying, "We’ll know tomorrow if it’s him or not."

"Has the person sent to gather information returned?"

As if on cue, just as he finished speaking, a man in black swiftly entered the tent, knelt on one knee, and reported:

"Reporting to the master, King Qin returned to his tent injured, then sealed off the camp with heavy guards outside, making it hard to approach."

"During this time, several doctors entered the tent one after another, but none have been seen coming out. As for King Qin, he hasn’t shown himself, likely always inside."

"Seems like he was quite seriously injured."

The man slightly curled his lips with a faint smile, still standing with his back turned as his shadow flickered in the candlelight, giving off a sinister and ghostly aura, making others feel dread.

The two kneeling exchanged a glance, bowing their heads even lower.

The man seemed in a good mood, casually waving his hand, "Dismissed."

"Yes! We take our leave!"

The two were greatly relieved, disappearing swiftly into the night.

The man slowly turned around, gazing at the burning candle, and coldly chuckled to himself, "Hehe... Nangong Mo, you must be feeling terrible right now, right?"

"Injuries to the body can heal easily, but wounds of the heart are hard to mend. How does it feel to be stabbed by the woman you like?"

"You can’t blame anyone else; if there’s blame, it’s on you for falling for someone you shouldn’t have."

"They say wise men don’t fall in love, yet you just had to... hehe..."

The dim room, with the flickering candle shadowing his figure like a specter, carried an indescribable eeriness in the low laughter amidst such a scene.

At that moment, a female voice came from outside, "Subordinate Ming River reports to the master."

"Enter."

Upon entering, Ming River immediately knelt and reported everything she knew.

The man abruptly turned, his previous laziness replaced by a note of distinct emotion in his voice, "You say she returned to the capital?"

Ming River met his eyes, shrouded in darkness, feeling a tremor in her heart. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze, "Yes! I have just learned of her return to the capital."

The man narrowed his eyes slowly, his expression unreadable, "Is the information accurate?"

"Though I didn’t see her return myself, however..."

Ming River withheld nothing, detailing everything she saw and heard in full.

Finishing, she added her own insight, "Based on these observations, it’s likely Lin Wanyue has returned to the capital. However, I am willing to verify this matter."

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