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Chapter 336 Zhang Ye
Two minutes later, Mo Qianxun saw several men dressed in black emerge from the woods.

"You guys seem to be having quite a good time watching from the shadows."

"After all, this is the first time I've seen someone like you, young lady. People come to the mass grave to search for corpses for money, but judging from your appearance, you're probably not after money. You mentioned Shen Yue, the eldest daughter of the Shen family? But as far as I know, Shen Yue should be at the Shen residence right now, not at the mass grave." The leading man wasn't angry at Mo Qianxun's words.

"Are you sure that the Shen Yue in the Shen family is really Shen Yue?"

A thoughtful look flashed in the man's eyes: "Does the young lady mean that the Shen Yue in the Shen residence is an imposter, and that the real Shen Yue is dead and her body was dumped in a mass grave?"

“Young master is indeed a clever man, you understand so quickly. Judging from your attire, you must be from a wealthy family.” Mo Qianxun glanced at him, then lowered her head to start rummaging through the corpse.

"It's just that the family has some property, young lady. Are you perhaps looking for Shen Yue's body?"

Mo Qianxun's lips twitched slightly: "Isn't it obvious?"

"No, no, no, please don't be angry, Miss. I'm just a little surprised. I have some connections with the Shen family and have chatted with Miss Shen a few times. I've never heard of you before. How could someone as unconventional as you never mention me?" Zhang Ye's scrutinizing gaze seemed to pierce through Mo Qianxun.

His relationship with Shen Yue was certainly not casual; everyone in the capital knew that Shen Yue was fond of him. If she really had such a friend, why wouldn't she mention it even once?
Mo Qianxun: ...

"Who said I was Shen Yue's friend? We were just doing what we were asked to do. Someone asked us to send Shen Yue's body back to the Shen family so that they could give her a proper burial. If you're not going to help, please go back!" Mo Qianxun gestured for them to leave.

“We didn’t say we wouldn’t help. An Yi, go and help find Miss Shen’s body.” Ling Feng’s voice rang out as soon as he finished speaking.

"Found it! Found it!" Ling Feng looked excitedly at the disfigured corpse in front of him, tears welling up in his eyes. Heavens above, earth below, he had finally found it and no longer needed to search.

Mo Qianxun and the others' eyes lit up instantly, and they all ran towards Ling Feng's location.

"Master, shall we go take a look?"

“Let’s go take a look. Shen Yue has been chasing me for a while now. If these four people send Shen Yue’s body back directly, it will probably be the Shen family’s doing. But if I send it back, the Shen family will definitely investigate thoroughly. When the truth comes out, she can finally rest in peace. Let’s just consider it as settling our friendship.” Zhang Ye said, and walked in that direction.

An scratched his head, looked at his master, and asked his companion, "When did Master and Miss Shen develop feelings for each other? Could it be that he forgave Miss Shen for stealing his undergarments to sell?"

Others: ...Shut up! Didn't you see that the master turned around to look at you?

Zhang Ye turned to look at An Yi, his eyes filled with anger. He had finally managed to forget about this embarrassing incident, so why did you have to remind me of it again? Were you doing this on purpose?

Dark One: Huh?? No, I'm not!

"Still not keeping up!"

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A few minutes later, everyone gathered around the disfigured corpse on the ground.

"What terrible mistake did Miss Shen make? How could she be so completely ruined?" An Yi looked at the corpse in front of him in shock.

"How can you be sure this is Shen Yue's? There's not a single good piece of flesh on her face. What if we've mistaken her for someone else?" Zhang Ye looked at the corpse in front of him. He couldn't imagine how Shen Yue, who always loved beauty, could have ended up like this.
“I can’t mistake it!” Ling Feng pointed to a red birthmark that was vaguely hidden under her disheveled clothes. “Look here.”

"This birthmark?" Zhang Ye squatted down, gently pulled open a bit of the collar, and saw the complete birthmark. "It really is her."

Not many people know that Shen Yue has a birthmark, because the shape of the birthmark is not very attractive, so she usually tries to cover it up.

The reason he knew about her birthmark was because they had gotten separated from the others while hunting, gotten soaked in the rain, and were looking for a cave to dry their clothes when he accidentally discovered it. "Now we've found the body, but how are we going to deliver it to the Shen family? They don't recognize us, and Shen Yue is disfigured like this; what if they don't acknowledge us?"

The four fell into deep thought.

"Let me help you take her body back!" Zhang Ye suddenly said.

"I have some connections with the Shen family, so they'll be more likely to believe me if I'm the one to say it."

Mo Qianxun and the other three exchanged glances. Having an indigenous person as a witness did seem to make things easier.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, young master."

Zhang Ye looked at An Yi: "Go, carry Miss Shen's body back with us."

Dark One: ...Why me?
Other companions: You forgot what you did before, so who else could it be but you?

Mo Qianxun and the others looked at Zhang Ye's clothes, and then at their own clothes.

"Will we be mistaken for monsters and arrested if we go out dressed like this?" Mo Qianxun tugged at Ling Feng's arm, somewhat worried.

Did you bring clothes?

"How could that be? That's why I asked." After returning, he stuffed clothes from various dynasties into his Qiankun bag just in case.

"It's alright. If you don't mind, you are welcome to come and sit at my residence. I have plenty of clothes, enough for you all."

Mo Qianxun and the others stopped in their tracks instantly.

When Zhang Ye heard that there were no more footsteps behind him, he turned around with some confusion and saw that they were all looking at him warily.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"Tell me, what is your purpose? Why are you helping us like this?"

Helping Shen Yue get home is fine, since they knew each other before, but why help them?
"What do you mean by this? I offered my help, and now I'm being accused of something wrong?" Zhang Ye looked at them with a puzzled expression. Oh, they'd actually found out.

“We have no relation to you. You helped Shen Yue return to the Shen family because of your friendship. But we are just strangers who met by chance. Why would you be so kind as to help us?” Ling Feng and Chen Min shielded Mo Qianxun behind them.

“It seems you gentlemen are indeed intelligent. Indeed, I do have some matters to ask of you four, but making your acquaintance is also something I've always wanted to do.” Zhang Ye stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table.

"What do you want to do?"

“It’s simple, I want that position.”

As for the exact location, he didn't say, but Mo Qianxun and the others probably guessed it.

Your Highness, and above that, isn't that the Emperor?

"Sorry, we don't get involved in the royal family's power struggles. Shen Yue, we'll take care of sending her back ourselves, so we won't trouble you." Mo Qianxun reached out, and Shen Yue's body flew directly from An Yi's back.

(End of this chapter)