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Xiao Heng temporarily resisted the impulse to ask who this Young Owner was. He poured a cup of tea for Mo Qianxue and asked, "Why did you fake your death?"
"To kill soone." Mo Qianxue's mood sank.
Xiao Heng's action of putting the teapot back halted. His eyelashes trembled, and he picked up the teapot again, pouring himself a cup of tea, "Kill who?"
Mo Qianxue whispered, "The owner of this dical hall."
Xiao Heng's big hand clenched, and two drops of tea spilled onto the table.
Without leaving any traces, he covered it with the tea cup, and his tone remained calm without a ripple, "Did you intentionally get injured to approach her?"
"Yes." Mo Qianxue nodded with a lancholic mood.
Xiao Heng said indifferently, "With such serious injuries, aren't you afraid of dying yourself?"
Mo Qianxue thought Xiao Heng was simply deducing her injuries from the bandages on her body, not considering that Xiao Heng had known about the night she nearly lost her life. She said, "If the injuries weren't severe, how could I gain her trust?"
Xiao Heng placed the teapot back, suppressing the murderous intent to execute Mo Qianxue on the spot. He asked casually, "Now that you've gained her trust, why haven't you made a move yet?"
Mo Qianxue fell silent.
"Are you still planning to make a move?" Xiao Heng continued to ask.
"I don't know." Mo Qianxue answered.
Xiao Heng took a sip of tea and said, "You ntioned that your Young Owner’s thods are formidable. Aren't you afraid of facing punishnt from your Young Owner if you don't do your task?"
Mo Qianxue sighed in great conflict.
"Never mind about . How about you? What's your current identity?"
"Hanlin Academy's reader-in-waiting and Ministry of Justice's Chief of Records."
"What's your na?"
"Xiao Liulang."
"Oh." Mo Qianxue responded, feeling like the na wasn't impressive. "So... have you accomplished what you ca here to do?"
Xiao Heng said without changing his expression, "Still working on it."
"What exactly is it?" Mo Qianxue asked curiously.
Xiao Heng's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he solemnly said, "I'll tell you when things are done."
Mo Qianxue snorted, "Boring."
Xiao Heng could only conceal the turmoil in his heart by drinking tea.
Mo Qianxue, rembering sothing, said, "By the way, is your illness better now?"
Xiao Heng's expression paused. If he hadn't been certain that she was mistaking him for soone else, he would have almost thought she was referring to his leg ailnt.
"It's better now." Xiao Heng replied.
Mo Qianxue was surprised, "It can be cured? Then why were you looking for ways to commit suicide back then?"
Xiao Heng almost choked.
"...I lied to you, and you actually believed it."
Mo Qianxue thoughtfully nodded, "I thought so. You didn't look like soone planning to off yourself."
Just then, several shouts from Second Owner suddenly echoed from the lobby.
Mo Qianxue hurriedly said, "You should leave quickly. The owner of this dical hall will be back soon. It won't be good if she finds you here!"
Xiao Heng: ...She's my wife, thank you.
Mo Qianxue added, "Also, you're not allowed to tell anyone about knowing . If it spreads and reaches the ears of our Young Owner, I'm afraid you might be silenced."
Xiao Heng was trying to steer the conversation back to this mysterious Young Owner. Unexpectedly, Mo Qianxue brought it up herself.
He didn’t ask earlier as it might have seed abrupt and suspicious, but now he could just go along with it.
Xiao Heng looked at her with a curious gaze and said, "You always ntion this Young Owner of yours. I'm curious, who is this person?"
A hint of fear flashed within Mo Qianxue's eyes, "Soone you can't afford to provoke in the State of Zhao."
"Let’s hear it." Xiao Heng said in a challenging tone.
Mo Qianxue thought for a mont, waved her hand, and said, "Forget it. It's better not to say. Knowing too much won't benefit you."
Xiao Heng said seriously, "If you don't tell who your Young Owner is, how am I supposed to know how capable they really are and whether it's worth risking being expelled from the Ministry of Justice to persuade the Minister to drop this case?"
Mo Qianxue hesitated.
After a while, she suddenly dipped her finger into the tea, wrote three characters slowly on the table, and said, "This is the Young Owner’s na."
Xiao Heng's gaze fell upon the na that wasn’t unfamiliar, and a chill filled the depths of his eyes.
……
The Imperial Academy hadn't started classes yet, and Little Jing Kong had quite a bit of free ti every day. As a result, the frequency of chicken-walking activities had also increased.
He walked the chickens in the morning and again in the afternoon.
When he walked back ho with seven chickens, a falcon, and a dog, he saw his bad brother-in-law standing motionless at the doorway.
He peeked inside the house.
JiaoJiao was not there.
In an instant, Little Jing Kong transford into Bishui Alley's little thug, speaking in a domineering tone, "What are you doing just standing there?"
Xiao Heng, feeling amused and exasperated, tousled his little mushroom head and said, "Do you want to enter the palace?"
Little Jing Kong: "I don't want to."
Xiao Heng: "Yes, you do."
Then Little Jing Kong was taken away looking completely bewildered.
Little Jing Kong, who once again served as a tool for his bad brother-in-law’s own purpose, was dragged onto the carriage and arrived at the imperial palace while looking extrely resentful all the way.
The guards stopped the carriage.
Xiao Heng directly lifted the curtain and raised Little Jing Kong.
The guards, seeing a familiar face with no expression, smiled, "So it's Young Master Jing Kong, my apologies, my apologies."
The guards let them pass.
Indeed, the little monk's face was more effective than a token.
The carriage ca to a halt after it entered the palace. Xiao Heng took Little Jing Kong's hand and walked forward.
Little Jing Kong once again adopted the deanor of being abducted, drooping his little head and walking with an unwilling expression, just like a soulless little puppet.
However, when passing by the imperial garden and seeing beautiful flowers, he quickly picked one.
Xiao Heng turned around.
He swiftly hid the flower behind him, continuing to walk with his head down.
Xiao Heng wanted to laugh, "Do you know whose flower you picked?"
Little Jing Kong said, "I didn't pick any flowers."
Oh, he even understands how to avoid leading questions.
Xiao Heng continued, "That's a flower planted by Princess Xinyang, and it's poisonous."
Little Jing Kong swiftly threw away the flower.
Xiao Heng almost burst into laughter.
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