"Go!" Hui Mo hurriedly climbed into the carriage and waved his whip through the hurried crowd. After chasing for two streets, he finally caught up with Ning Shu, who was drenched in sweat.
"Lady Ning, get on the carriage! The horse runs faster than you! "
Ning Shu ran for two streets in one breath and was exhausted. Seeing Hui Mo quickly get on the carriage, she sat in the carriage and felt the wind in her ears after the horse accelerated. Her heart, which was out of control for a moment, gradually cooled down and her reason came back little by little.
Hui Mo waved the whip high and turned back, "Lady Ning, don't worry. She Yan and Jiusi are with Shizi. They won't let anything happen to Shizi." He frowned and was puzzled, "But there are less than ten people in the world who know that Shizi was poisoned, and they are all close and trustworthy people. Who leaked this secret? Is it the person who poisoned him? Does she want to do it? "
Ning Shu closed her eyes and pressed her fingers on the soft couch. She almost broke the embroidered bluegrass pattern. She whispered, "It's not someone else, it's himself."
Hui Mo opened his mouth in disbelief, "How is it possible? What does Shizi want to do? Does he want to die? "When the news came out that he was poisoned, the shock it brought was enough to be described as earth-shattering. Not only the ambitious people hiding in the dark in the capital would be restless, but what was more terrible was that the Nanping Mansion had been guarding Yunyan for many years. Shizi had led his troops to kill hundreds of thousands of enemies. There were countless enemies in the Jiuzhou. Many people dreamed of cutting off his head. When the hungry hyenas smelled the blood, how could they not be restless and wait for the opportunity to kill him?
Ning Shu took a deep breath. The hot sweat she had just run out of gradually cooled down in the wind, sticking to her skin until it reached her heart. After a long time, she said in a trembling voice, "He wants to use himself as bait."
As for why he was so anxious to do this, there was only one reason. She didn't dare to say it. She was afraid that the spirits of the past would hear it and make it true.
Hui Mo's eyes widened. He was so shocked that he couldn't say a word, "Let's, let's go back!" He whistled and begged the horse to run faster.
After a long silence, Ning Shu suddenly said, "Stop the car. Let's turn back and continue our investigation."
Hui Mo was shocked and anxious. "Why? We're almost at the Prince's Mansion, just three streets away! Quickly go back and persuade Young Master Shizi. As long as you persuade him, it will definitely work! He can't do that! "
Ning Shu's voice was low and deep, like a white plum blossom blooming in the wind and snow. She held on tightly to the flower receptacle to prevent others from seeing the weakness hidden deep in her heart. She said, "Since he has made a decision, no one can persuade him. If he could be easily changed by others, he wouldn't be Xiahou Qing. At the same time, since he had made the decision, he must be confident. Thus, even if he could not persuade him, there was no need for him to do so. Instead of wasting time arguing, why don't we do something more useful? "
"But he —"
Ning Shu shook her head firmly and tasted the blood in her mouth, "No buts. I believe that unless he wants to, he won't let himself die easily. Because he is Xiahou Qing. "
Hui Mo still had objections, but when he heard her last words, his chest shook silently, "You, cry … Ah no, you're right. Who is Young Master Shizi? Those cowards can't touch him. Let's go! Let's solve those cases one by one, and then find the bastard hiding in the ditch who poisoned the people. Let him kneel down and beg for mercy! "
He raised his sleeve and silently wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. He pulled the reins and turned the horse around. He shouted "Jia!" and went back the way they came back at the fastest speed. He silently prayed ten thousand times that Young Master Shizi must be safe, he must be safe.
On the carriage, Ning Shu lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the majestic and familiar mansion. The highest building had curved eaves, and the green glazed tiles reflected a beautiful light under the sunlight. It jumped into her eyes, and also illuminated the water on her long eyelashes.
Her pink nails deeply embedded in the soft flesh of her palms. She said in her heart as if she couldn't feel the pain: Don't die, Xiahou Qing, listen to me, you can't die! If you dare to die before I see you again, I will hate you in this life, the next life, and the next life until the end of time!
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