Chapter 190
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Bai Yunxian plopped onto the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably.
"I understand. I will listen to you in the future! As long as you let me live. "
Jun Wu Xie retracted her gaze and said coldly: "Scram."
Bai Yun Xian did not dare to stay a moment longer and ran out of the bedroom, bumping right into Mo Qian Yuan who had just returned from sending someone off. When Mo Qian Yuan saw Bai Yun Xian's expression, he knew that the Young Miss was trying to scare someone again.
Walking into the bedroom, Mo Qian Yuan saw the palace servants escorting Mo Xuan Fei to the dungeon. The room was lit with incense to disperse the rancid stench.
Jun Wu Xie stood there, looking at him quietly.
Mo Qian Yuan cleared his throat. "Did you hear what Qin Yu Yan said earlier?"
Jun Wu Xie nodded.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Mo Qian Yuan did not have the guts to ask Jun Xie to dig up his father's grave.
"Do as they say." Jun Wu Xie said without hesitation. It was just two pieces of jade, and now was not the time to go against the Qing Yun Clan.
"Huh?" Mo Qian Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief.
"You … you agree to hand over the soul jade?"
"Why not?" Jun Wu Xie tilted her head and looked at Mo Qian Yuan. She had never heard Jun Xian and Jun Qing mention anything about the Soul Jade. If it was something important, they wouldn't have kept it from her.
She wasn't that stupid to offend the Qing Yun Clan over an ornament.
Mo Qian Yuan looked at Jun Xie from head to toe, as if he had seen a ghost. "I find that I really don't understand you. I thought you were very protective of your own people, I did not expect ….. that you would willingly dig up the grave of the Great General Jun. But that's understandable, the Great General must have known in the afterlife, and would not want you to cross swords with the Qing Yun Clan ….."
Before Mo Qian Yuan could finish his sentence, Jun Wu Xie had already shot him a glare.
"What did you say?"
"Uh … I … I didn't say anything." Mo Qian Yuan quickly shut his mouth.
"Whose grave do you think I should dig up?" Jun Wu Xie narrowed her eyes dangerously.
Mo Qian Yuan gulped and said: "Jun Gu, the General of the Army. Wasn't the Jun Family's Soul Jade buried with General Jun when he was buried? "
Jun Wu Xie's expression changed slightly.
"You don't know?" Mo Qian Yuan asked.
"I don't know." Jun Wu Xie said with a frown on her face. When Jun Gu died, Jun Wu Xie was still very young. Towards her own father, she did not have much of a memory, and she could not remember what kind of things were buried with Jun Gu.
Mo Qian Yuan understood, no wonder Jun Xie had agreed so readily.
"Are you still going to give it to me?" Mo Qian Yuan asked.
Jun Wu Xie frowned. She had never met Jun Gu before and her feelings towards the Jun Family were only towards Jun Xian and Jun Qing. She did not feel that there was anything wrong with digging up the tombs, but after all, they were Jun Xian and Jun Qing's son and brother. This matter was not something she could decide on her own.
In her heart, the people she did not want to hurt the most were the Jun Family's father and son.
"I'll give you an answer tomorrow." Jun Wu Xie thought about it a moment. At this moment, she needed to have a good discussion with her grandfather and uncle. At the very least, she needed to ascertain whether the Soul Jade had really been taken to be buried with them.
"Alright, I will help you delay the people from the Qing Yun Clan. Don't worry." Mo Qian Yuan said with a smile. He had already decided, if Jun Wu Xie did not hand over the Soul Jade by tomorrow, he would send the Imperial Family's half of the Soul Jade into Qin Yu Yan's hands first, to appease her, and buy time for Jun Wu Xie.
Jun Wu Xie nodded. She had no intention of staying in the Imperial Palace. She needed to return to the Lin Palace immediately to discuss the matter with Jun Xian.
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