When Ji Wanrong said goodbye to the people, he felt very good when he thought that today's actions not only helped Xiao Niuniu and changed his reputation, but also gained momentum for Miaoshou Tang's business.
The haze of the assassination disappeared, and his steps became brisk.
As soon as she got on the carriage, she saw Mo Jiecheng sitting precariously on the carriage.
As soon as he saw Ji Wanrong get on the carriage, his gloomy expression barely improved, and then his low voice sounded, with a hint of complacency and satisfaction in it.
"I heard what you just said in front of the people. You will help me win people's hearts. I am very satisfied with your performance and can barely accept you as my princess."
Ji Wanrong looked at him with wide eyes. When he figured out what Mo Jiecheng meant, the corner of his mouth twitched suddenly.
Unexpectedly, Mo Jiecheng thought that the things he did were all for him?
She originally thought that Mo Jiecheng would talk to her about the assassination when he got in the car, but she never thought that Mo Jiecheng was fantasizing about unrealistic things every day.
"There is a set of rubies in the house——"
Before Mo Jiecheng finished speaking, she neatly interrupted Mo Jiecheng's unrealistic fantasy.
"The assassination just now was done by someone with bad intentions. It was already the third time. Do you have any clues about the identity of the real murderer?"
The repeated assassinations, almost always involving him, made Ji Wanrong feel that the situation was a bit serious.
I hope that Mo Jiecheng will be injured in the next assassination, so that I can see clues from his face and prepare early.
That's what Ji Wanrong was thinking, but that was not what Mo Jiecheng had in mind.
After listening to Ji Wanrong's words, he also moved his eyes to Ji Wanrong's wrist, with more tenderness in his eyes.
It turns out that Ji Wanrong not only cares about his reputation in front of the people, but also cares about his body. If he can give birth to a baby like Niu Niu, he will be a qualified princess.
Thinking of this, Mo Jiecheng felt a little sweeter in his heart. He held the sword in one hand and moved his butt silently, sitting closer to Ji Wanrong. His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was close to Ji Wanrong. It comes from the ears.
"Who do you think is the mastermind behind this assassination? Princess?"
Listening to Mo Jiecheng's voice, Ji Wanrong got goosebumps all over his body.
Is this man doubting her and using a beauty trap to seduce her, or is he exuding his ubiquitous and damn charm anytime and anywhere?
"There is a set of faces in the warehouse. If you guessed correctly——"
Before Mo Jiecheng finished speaking, Ji Wanrong looked at him alertly and hurriedly moved his butt in the distance: "Prince Duan? Concubine Hua? I think mother and son are the most suspicious of you because they are eyeing you. People."
Feeling the breath and temperature belonging to Mo Jie City, getting closer and closer to him, Ji Wanrong hurriedly reached out and touched his chest to stop him: "If you think I shouldn't know this, I don't want to either. Listen, there’s no need to get so close.”
Mo Jiecheng directly held Ji Wanrong's arm that pushed his chest, and then said in a low voice: "I followed the line of the human skin mask, followed it, and found the crucial raw material for making the human skin mask. From the Xirong Kingdom."
"And when I was galloping on the battlefield in the past, I defeated the soldiers of the Xirong Kingdom, took back the territory they occupied, and permanently sealed them on the border fortress."
Xirong is located in the northwest and has a harsh environment. It is a typical nomadic country. However, in winter, when the vegetation is withered and there is no food rations, they will invade the border of Beili Kingdom in large numbers, looting and killing, which has been going on for hundreds of years.
And the battle in Mojie City that shines brightly in the history books was to beat the Xirong Kingdom into submission and take back the city so that they would not dare to commit crimes again.
In this case, the living standards of the Xirong people have dropped greatly, and they naturally hate Mojie City.
"Xirong Kingdom?" Ji Wanrong's eyebrows furrowed. Of course she still remembered that when Mo Jiecheng was angry and doubted herself, it was because the assassin knew the news in the army.
"If the material of the mask comes from the Xirong Kingdom, then it means that the spies of the Xirong Kingdom infiltrated into the Beili Kingdom?"
After hearing Ji Wanrong's guess, Mo Jiecheng smiled at her with great satisfaction: "You are very smart. I suspect that someone in the court colluded with the Xirong Kingdom and committed treason. With that ruby face, I can count on it." As a reward for you——"
"Hurry up and tell me clearly who you suspect?" A suspicion slowly rose in Ji Wanrong's heart, and he urgently needed verification.
These assassins were ruthless in order to silence them and gain access to Beili Kingdom's military secrets.
He was probably a high-ranking person in the Beili Kingdom, and he had a conflict of interest with Mo Jiecheng, so he hated him deeply.
But if that's the case, what happened to the human skin mask in Ji Yunyao's hand?
Mo Jiecheng's explanation voice slowly sounded, "The Mongolian tribe where King Duan's mother's family is located has been at loggerheads with Xirong in the past. If this is the case, the scope of suspects will be greatly expanded. In addition to King Duan, there may also be members of the mother's family. Prince Ping, who is not prominent, wants to get support from other forces."
"Of course, it is also possible that the peace ministers in the previous dynasty were spies of the enemy country."
Ji Wanrong's frown deepened as he listened, "In that case, where did Ji Yunyao's human skin mask come from?"
"It's not necessary to go to such trouble, just follow Ji Yunyao's line -" Ji Wanrong was halfway through his words, then raised his head to look at Mo Jiecheng's face.
Mo Jiecheng's expression suddenly changed. He looked at her silently. When he lowered his eyes, there was a coldness in the corners of his eyes and brows: "Colluding with the enemy will implicate the nine tribes. Don't mention this matter again."
Ji Wanrong's heart suddenly became cold, "Did you not follow Ji Yunyao's line at all? Do you not believe what I said at all?"
"She has no motive to harm me. If I die, she will not get any benefits. This matter has absolutely nothing to do with her."
"What's more, she saved my life before. If she wanted my death, why did she go to such trouble to save my life?"
"It's that life-saving grace again! Who doesn't have a life-saving grace?" Ji Wanrong's voice became sharp.
Ji Wanrong became very angry when Ji Yunyao's matter was mentioned.
This Mojiecheng really didn't shed tears until she saw the coffin. She didn't see Ji Yunyao's true face. Until her death, she felt that she was a living Bodhisattva in heaven and on earth.
He usually seems to be a pretty smart person, but when it comes to Ji Yunyao's affairs, his brain seems to have gone crazy.
Ji Yunyao was indeed Ji Yunyao, and her life-saving grace was much more valuable than anyone else's.
Ji Wanrong chuckled twice, moved his butt to the left, and distanced himself from Mo Jiecheng: "Did I go to great lengths to save your life just now?"
Mo Jiecheng was silent for a moment, and could only admit helplessly: "Yes. You don't want to repay the favor and let me pin the charge of assassination on her, right?"
Ji Wanrong crossed his arms over his chest and sneered: "No, I just want you to know that women are changeable. I saved you just now, but now I want you, idiot, to die immediately."
"Living is a waste of air anyway."
She felt that it was time for her to do some brain damage to patch up Mo Jiecheng.
