Rebirth and madness, I am no longer the mistress of this high-class family!

This place is located on the southern Saibei Road at the very edge of the Yan Dynasty. Over the years, flying dust and yellow sand have spread all over the sky, covering the sky with gray, giving people an inexplicable sense of depression.

Shen Yuan has studied the history of the Yan Dynasty, and in his memory, although there were imperial mausoleums built on the South Saibei Road, the environment was difficult and harsh, and there was often chaos.

At most, only the area around the imperial tomb, guarded by soldiers, was somewhat safe.

Once you are far away from the imperial mausoleum, you can't tell when something unexpected will happen.

Before coming here this time, Cui Shao told her about the dangers.

She originally thought that he would come over alone to check out the situation and would not let her come.

But she was worried about Cui Shao and followed him regardless of his objections.

The climate here is dry. Shen Yuan drank the water from her saliva sac to relieve her dry mouth and asked him: "You mean, Nanny Hua was ordered by the concubine to guard the mausoleum here?"

If this is the case, what does the concubine want?

People have come to guard the imperial mausoleum, and they must have no heirs.

In the history of the Yan Dynasty, the regent and the queen mother party did not have any entanglements with any concubines.

This is Cui Shao's guess, but the result will not be known until he has to go somewhere to see the situation.

The two of them did not notice that not far from their carriage, there was also a carriage coming from the capital, following closely behind.

The carriage Cui Shao used this time was very low-key, and the identity of the person riding the carriage could not be seen.

But the one at the back is different. Just from the dark wood material of the carriage, it can be seen that the identity of the owner must be unusual.

After Pei Zhaoxue finished processing the last letter related to Shen's clothing store, she rubbed her brows tiredly. Her eyes were obviously bruised and black, and she could tell at a glance that she had not had a good rest recently.

Mo Er looked on and asked him puzzledly:

"Master, why don't you tell the young lady what you have done? Does she really think that the suppression from various shops can be calmed down so easily? If you hadn't been behind it, you would have been assassinated many times. How can she keep her business as prosperous as it is now?"

"Mo Er." The young man opened his eyes and his tone became cold, "You are wrong. Without me, she could reach this point. At most, she just needs to take some more detours. I owed her a lot in the past, but now I just It’s too late to make amends, so why do you need to tell her?”

"But."

"Okay, no need to say more, I don't want to hear such words again in the future."

Mo Er instantly wilted and could only change the topic and look at his pale lips.

"Your injuries are not fully healed yet, and doctors here in Saibei are relatively scarce, so it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. If not, master, you can only stay here for one day, and leave the rest of the time to your subordinates. , my subordinates will help you get things done according to your instructions."

Wangjia Shangfang did not act according to common sense, and most of the assassins they hired were not afraid of death. However, because of Shen Yuan, Pei Zhaoxue did not report the assassins to the official after dealing with them, so as not to let her know.

The last person who assassinated Pei Zhaoxue was an old butler who usually tested poisons for him. I don’t know what kind of benefits the old butler received. When he was trying the dish closest to Pei Zhaoxue, he suddenly took out the dagger hidden in his hat. He stabbed him in the chest.

Pei Zhaoxue was seriously injured, and the poison on the knife was quenched. It was not until today that all the carrion was completely dug out and the remaining poison was completely removed.

Now, after learning that the messenger behind the poisoning of Shen Yuan should be from Saibei, he came here without stopping, and the injury healed a little. Due to the fatigue of traveling and traveling, Mo Er felt pain and exhaustion just looking at it. Let’s talk about Pei Zhaoxue, the person involved.

"No, if I don't follow you, I won't be able to help you in time if something happens." Pei Zhaoxue poured out a painkiller and took it. Not wanting to say more, she closed her eyes and began to fall asleep.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk to him anymore, Mo Er had no choice but to look gloomy and say nothing.

He didn't understand, since his master had no chance to reunite with Shen Yuan, why would he go to this point. Two carriages arrived in Saibei Town one after another as evening approached.

Naturally, the concubines who came to guard the imperial mausoleum could not live in the imperial mausoleum. Instead, they had separate courtyards in the town for them to live.

After all, they gave up the luxurious life of the palace and chose to guard the mausoleum and suffer hardships here. Naturally, they should not be treated too badly.

After Shen Yuan got off the carriage, she had already put on a wind-proof cloak and a silk scarf around her neck to protect against wind and sand.

Saibei Town is very close to Tubo in the north, almost bordering it, so there are a lot of fresh Tubo things in the town.

Shen Yuan, Cui Shao and the accompanying guards found an inn to stay. By the time they put their luggage away, the sky was already completely dark.

After traveling for almost a whole day, Shen Yuan's bones were almost falling apart. After hastily finishing dinner with Cui Shao, they planned to go back to the private room to rest, and then go investigate the whereabouts of the concubine after recuperating enough the next day.

The number of tourists visiting Saibei Town has surged in the past few days due to spring, so naturally there are not many private rooms available in the inn.

Shen Yuan's private room is on the far right side of the fourth floor, and Cui Shao's private room is on the far left side of the fourth floor, quite far apart.

Therefore, after the two separated, Shen Yuan had to take a long way back to his private room.

But on the way, I seemed to see a familiar figure from behind.

The young man walking at the front changed into a dull dark purple robe. His big, knuckled hands were now tightly grasping the inn railing. His tall figure was a bit shaky and he looked extremely weak.

Shen Yuan and Pei Zhaoxue have known each other for two lifetimes, and they recognized him from his forced back at just one glance.

She wasn't too surprised to find out it was her.

After all, with his methods, he can naturally find out the information that Cui Shao can find out.

What puzzles her is when did he get injured and why didn't she notice it before?

Looking around, Shen Yuan didn't see Mo Yi or Mo Er, and she didn't understand what was going on.

She wanted to just ignore it and walk by, but then Pei Zhaoxue seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. She slowly squatted down along the railing she was holding on to, and began to breathe heavily.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he's just pretending.

Shen Yuan struggled repeatedly, but finally walked towards him and stopped in front of him.

The young man's lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood left. Cold sweat flowed down from his forehead and wet his blue hair. His whole body was so weak that it was unbelievable.

"Pei Zhaoxue, what did you do?" Seeing how serious he was, Shen Yuan frowned and helped him up.

After touching it, I realized that his body was extremely cold, as if he had touched a piece of ice.

Pei Zhaoxue saw the beautiful face that appeared in front of her. She was startled for a moment and said in a weak voice: "I'm just a little tired, it's nothing serious. Please let go of me."

As he spoke, he wanted to struggle to take his hand back, but Shen Yuan smelled a strong smell of blood at this moment and held his arm firmly to prevent him from moving.

"You're lying." (End of chapter)