Shocking Mountain Moon

Chapter 28 Escape intact
In the carriage, Fangzhou, Mother Wang, and even Qingluo all had a lot to say, but when they really faced Qiuheng, they were unable to open their mouths.

Why wasn't the girl at Lengxiangju last night? Why did she appear in the suburbs? How did she leave the Bo's Mansion?
Until now, Mother Wang and Qingluo still feel like they are in a dream.

Qiu Heng took off her veil and said calmly, "Qingluo, please help me comb my hair."

As she spoke, the stagnant atmosphere in the car came alive.

Qingluo responded hurriedly, took out a wooden comb from the box against the wall of the car, and combed Qiuheng's hair.

The girl's hair was thick, black and shiny, reaching her waist. As she combed her hair, Qingluo's uneasy heart calmed down.

She was just a little maid, who was casually arranged by the eldest lady to live in Lengxiangju. In the eyes of the servants in the Bo's mansion at that time, it was no different from being exiled, and it was also a normal destination for a little maid like her with no background.

Who would have thought that the short time she spent at Lengxiangju became her happiest days. Even now, more and more people envy her for being able to eat the snacks made by Fangzhou every day.

She didn't know what the girl had done, but she knew that her good or bad was inseparable from the girl.

Qingluo was deft and quickly tied up Qiuheng's hair and put on a pearl hairpin.

Mother Wang used a wet towel to wipe Qiuheng's face and hands. She glanced at the thin scars on her arms where her sleeves had slipped off, and her hands paused, and her movements became lighter.

"We won't stay in Dafu Temple for long today. After burning incense, we'll go back."

Qiu Heng's casual tone gave Mother Wang and Qingluo the illusion that they had set out from the Bo Mansion together.

Mother Wang raised her hand and slapped herself, then smiled awkwardly at the three people who were looking at her: "There's a mosquito."

It's pain, not hysteria.

Fangzhou took out the chestnut cake and said, "Girl, have a piece of dessert to fill your stomach."

Qiu Heng took the chestnut cake and ate it slowly.

When Mother Wang and Qingluo tasted the sweet chestnut cake, their tense hearts gradually relaxed.

We have arrived at Daifukuji Temple.

Qiu Heng put on a veil and got off the carriage, and the monk in charge of reception came to greet her.

After several visits to Dafu Temple, the monk in charge of reception had a deep impression of Miss Qiu Liu and advised her, "Early this morning, soldiers came to the temple to look for someone. It would be better for you to come another day to avoid being disturbed."

“Is that so?” The girl lifted the veil covering her face and looked embarrassed. “But since I’m here… I’ll burn some incense and leave.”

Following the monk who was in charge of reception to the palace, Qiu Heng took three sticks of incense and silently said in her heart: Buddha, please have mercy on me and help me to realize my wish.

She doesn't believe in Buddhism.

She thanked the perfectly located Daifukuji Temple for helping her get what she wanted and escape unscathed.

On the way back to the city, you can see teams of soldiers riding past on horseback, making a lot of noise.

As we approached the city gate, the carriage had difficulty moving forward. A long line formed in front of us, waiting to be inspected for entry into the city.

People were speculating what had happened and were unreasonably nervous in this atmosphere.

Suddenly, a shout came from behind: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, Master Han wants to enter the city!"

When Qiu Heng heard the voice, she lifted the green curtain and looked outside, and saw a team of imperial guards escorting a man towards the city gate.

The man looked miserable and as if he had not yet recovered from his trance. It was Han Ziheng.

The city gate officer hurriedly let them pass, and passers-by who witnessed it all talked about it.

"Who is Mr. Han? Why did he go in directly?"

"The city is so strict today, could it be related to him?"

……

Qiu Heng had heard enough, and gently loosened her jade-white fingers that were holding the green curtain, and the light in the carriage dimmed instantly.

Young Master Han is the only son of Han Wu, the commander-in-chief of the palace, Han Ziheng, Han Yanei - the girl sitting in the car gave the answer in her heart.

The team moved forward slowly, and the city gate was like the mouth of an insatiable beast, swallowing up the world.

Finally, it was the Yongqing Marquis's carriage's turn. The driver announced his identity: "Our girl is going to Dafu Temple to burn incense and return to the city."

"Everyone in the car get out."

Since the city gates were opened early in the morning, they were open to the public but closed to the public. The gatekeepers had encountered countless carriages of wealthy families and had no intention of making concessions. The commander of the Han capital was assassinated, but the emperor was personally watching the matter, so he was not afraid of anyone. If the assassin was found, it would be a great achievement.

"Master, our girl is still young——"

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Following the gatekeeper's scolding, the curtain of Su Qing's carriage was lifted, and the round-faced maid said crisply, "I'll be coming down right away."

After she finished speaking, she got off the carriage first, followed by a little girl dressed as a maid. The two of them reached out to help the girl with a veil hat get off the carriage, and finally Mother Wang followed.

"Wow, there are quite a few people sitting here." The city gate officer leaned over and looked inside the carriage.

There was no one in the carriage, and the desks, boxes, etc. were all small and exquisite, making it impossible for anyone to hide.

The city gate officer had never thought that he could find a bad guy in a noble lady's carriage. After looking at them, his gaze turned to the Qiu family and finally fell on the face of the girl wearing a veil.

The girl was wearing a green dress, the plain and deep color made people feel calm and steady for some reason.

She is tall among women and can be compared with shorter men.

The gatekeeper raised his hand and said, "Miss, please take off your veil."

With such strictness, he was actually proud of his responsibility.

"Sir, isn't this a bit too much?"

It was a soft and pleasant female voice.

"It's my duty, young lady. Please cooperate and don't delay those coming into the city." The gatekeeper looked stern.

Our lady usually hides herself when she goes out, but today is a perfect day for her to be seen openly and to her heart's content.

The girl expressed her slight dissatisfaction with silence, and finally raised her hand to lift up the hanging veil, revealing a plain and beautiful face.

A fifteen-year-old girl is beautiful even without makeup.

The gatekeeper's eyes widened.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard, accompanied by greetings: "Master Xue."

A young man in scarlet clothes walked towards this side with a sword on his waist, followed by several subordinates.

The gatekeeper also hurriedly greeted him: "Master Xue."

"How did the examination go?" Xue Han asked.

Originally, when an important official was assassinated, the Imperial City Division was the main force in the investigation. However, Xue Quan and Han Wu had been at odds for many years, so the Imperial City Division was a little delicate in this matter, so it became a matter of cooperation among many parties.

“No abnormalities have been found yet.”

The boy's tone turned cold and stern: "Then why don't you continue."

"Yes, yes." The gatekeeper waved his hand and let him pass.

Qiu Heng couldn't pretend not to know him, so she walked over and greeted him, "Master Xue."

"Miss Qiuliu is out of town today?"

"Well, let's go to Dafu Temple to burn incense." Qiu Heng walked through the city gate, and what came into her eyes was the bustling atmosphere of fireworks.

Although Han Wu, the commander-in-chief of the palace who had held a high position of power and been favored by the emperor for more than twenty years, had died, and although officers and soldiers were constantly coming and going on the streets, the people still had to do what they had to do to make a living.

Xue Han walked beside the girl and accompanied her into the city. He suddenly asked, "Is Miss Qiu Liu injured?"

No matter how faint the smell of blood was, he still smelled it.

Qiu Heng looked quietly at the young man who was asking the question.

Yes, Xue Quan had arranged for Xue Han to go to the battlefield for two years for training. Only with this qualification was he able to securely sit on the position of Imperial Envoy.

He must be familiar with the smell of blood.

But can he smell such a faint smell of blood?
The girl wrinkled her nose unconsciously and complained secretly: Dog noses are so annoying.

(End of this chapter)