Chapter 1756 - 1758: Harboring Hatred

Ye Zi’an spoke of these things without blinking, though inside he was muttering continuously.

"Where was he assassinated?" Yang Chuxia asked immediately, "Wasn’t he going to Jiangsu?"

"He was traveling by water to Jiangsu, departing from Min City, which is two hundred li from the Capital City. There’s a river there connected to Jiangsu’s Lanjiang River. I’ve heard they encountered the assassination just one day after boarding the ship. My dear, don’t ask anymore, quickly help me pack up, I must rush to Min City overnight."

After a pause, Ye Zi’an continued, "It’s not possible for Elder Cousin to go over there, Mu Old Master’s side has the Mu Family, it’s difficult to pass through. I have to go over; as for Dongyang, you go there every day to check on things, keep persuading them, don’t let anything happen at this critical juncture."

"Alright, I understand, and you should be careful on the road."

Yang Chuxia quickly went to the inner chamber, fetched two pieces of clothes for him, and stuffed a few silver notes and some silver coins into his pouch, "I’ve thought it over; the most likely person to assassinate Mu Shaoling is Prince Le. If Mu Shaoling dies, his poisons could dominate the world. Now that Mu Shaoling is missing, I’m certain it’s not just you looking for him, Prince Le’s men, and even other people are searching as well, so you must find Mu Shaoling before the others do. If someone else finds him first, then Mu Shaoling’s fate will be grim."

"Okay, dear, I know. You also need to be careful at home, and make sure to bring more people when you go out; the woman from the Luo Family is trying to cause trouble for you."

"Don’t worry, I’ll be cautious." Yang Chuxia hugged him, then placed the things into his hand.

Ye Zi’an took the items, didn’t bother to eat, just kissed her cheek, and left with his things.

Outside the door, Ye Yi and the others were already waiting on horseback.

As soon as he mounted his horse, the group hurried toward the city outskirts.

Prince Le’s Mansion

Prince Le was leisurely playing chess alone, alternating the black and white pieces, thoroughly enjoying himself in solitude.

"Master, Ye Zi’an has left the city with his men."

"Is that so?" Prince Le paused slightly, then said, "First, send someone to follow Ye Zi’an, don’t alarm them, and when they find Mu Shaoling, capture him. Second, investigate who made the move against Mu Shaoling this time."

If he didn’t give the order, it must be someone else.

"Yes, Master!"

The subordinate spoke and then left.

But just as he was stepping away, Prince Le’s voice echoed again, "Hold on!"

"Master, what other instructions do you have?"

Prince Le pondered for a moment, then said, "Investigate whether this incident was staged by them." He recalled the last time his son was poisoned, Mu Shaoling had hidden in advance.

If it’s another premeditated setup this time, what could he be trying to accomplish?

"Yes, the subordinate will immediately investigate."

After the guards left, Prince Le stopped playing chess, only looking around with a chilling smile, causing the heir of Prince Le, hiding off to the side watching, to tremble again involuntarily.

"Come out, don’t make me say it a second time!"

At the sound of his voice, the heir of Prince Le could no longer hide, but his steps forward were trembling.

He was afraid; little did he know that Prince Le despised this cowardly appearance of his the most.

"If you dare to tremble again, I’ll immediately chop off your legs!"

Hearing this, the heir of Prince Le froze on the spot, steadied himself for a moment before standing upright.

Yet at this moment, his gaze toward Prince Le was filled with resentment.