Mo Jiuye was not without thoughts of these things, but he cherished the friendship between Nan Qi very much.
Just because of this, he instinctively wanted to ignore these negative reasons.
Now, as He Zhiran carefully told them out, Mo Jiuye had to face reality again.
"I have suspected that the one who instructed Old Mrs. Liu to poison the well was Eldest Prince Nanheng. From this matter, the suspicion of Nan Qi cannot be ruled out either.
Although I still can't think of his real reason for doing this for the time being, we still have to be very vigilant in the future.
If you do too many things, sooner or later you will reveal your tricks."
Although the two talked so much, they still couldn't figure out Nan Qi's original intention.
However, they were both aware that there was one more person to guard against in the future.
Unknowingly, the sky outside was already bright. Although both of them had not slept all night, they could not sleep at this time.
Mo Jiuye was still better off. In the eyes of outsiders, he had serious injuries and could take a nap lying on the cart.
On the contrary, He Zhiran would probably have to spend the whole day on the road tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Mo Jiuye finally began to look carefully at He Zhiran, intending to show some concern.
As a result, he was surprised to find that He Zhiran's clothes, which were covered in dust, were now very tidy, although they were still patches upon patches.
And her slightly oily hair had also become shiny and faintly exuded a light fragrance.
Seeing Mo Jiuye staring at her, He Zhiran thought there was something wrong with her.
Her hands instinctively touched her face, and then asked.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"
Because she had been worried about Mo Jiuye, who had not returned for a long time, she ignored the fact that she had taken a bath in the space.
"Did you wash your clothes?"
Mo Jiuye still wanted to ask, did you take a bath?
However, with his modest character, he always felt embarrassed to ask a woman if she had bathed.
Asked like this, He Zhiran only noticed her own changes.
She had indeed been careless just now, thinking only that washing herself clean would be more comfortable, but ignoring that people would question this.
"You went out to do something, I couldn't sleep, so I just washed up simply."
Although the reason was a bit far-fetched, this was all He Zhiran could say.
This time Mo Jiuye did not intend to let her off.
"Your clothes dried out overnight?"
"Uh... I always hung my clothes outside the back window, where the ventilation was good. They were almost dry before you came back."
Seeing He Zhiran's far-fetched explanation, Mo Jiuye knew that this must be related to her big secret.
Thinking of this, he stopped asking.
Who let him promise not to explore her secret.
Even though his curiosity had reached the extreme, he could only let it go.
"Your excuse is still possible, it should be okay to fool Mother and Sister-in-law."
He Zhiran knew that Mo Jiuye was reminding her, while also telling her that he didn't believe what she said at all.
She could only continue to play dumb.
"I didn't lie, others will naturally answer the same if they ask."
Just then, the shouts of the officials came from outside.
"Get up early, eat breakfast and continue on the road."
The two people in the room glanced at each other tacitly. Mo Jiuye tidied up and lay back on the bed, while He Zhiran walked out.
It was thought that nothing would happen today, and everyone would continue on their way after breakfast.
Unexpectedly, there was a cry to heaven at the He family.
It turned out that He Liang had not survived and was found to have lost his breath when his family was about to feed him some black noodles.
Fortunately, He Ming had escaped the danger of his life, leaving the He family with one son left.
Upon hearing this news, both He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye were somewhat puzzled.
Mo Jiuye said in a deep voice, "I know my limits, He Liang can't possibly die."
"I also observed their wounds yesterday. It absolutely wouldn't be severe enough to be fatal," He Zhiran said, already lost in thought, seeming to have made a bad guess.
Mo Jiuye's thoughts were equally heavy. Both felt that He Liang's death was absolutely suspicious.
In order to verify their guesses, He Zhiran decided to take a look at the He family.
Now, the officials had a good impression of her and would not restrict her movements.
He Zhiran easily came to the grass shed where the He family lived.
At this time, Peng Wang was also there with several officials, preparing to handle the aftermath and continue on their way.
He Zhiran thought that if she rashly went forward to examine He Liang's corpse, she would definitely be rejected by the He family.
After thinking about it, He Zhiran decided to make a little use of Peng Wang.
She went up to Peng Wang and first pretended to gossip and asked, "Master Peng, how could He Liang suddenly die?"
Peng Wang didn't seem to have any doubts about He Liang's death. After all, he saw that his injuries were serious yesterday.
"He must have died from his heavy injuries!"
He Zhiran shook her head regretfully, "It's really a pity that he died so young."
After a pause, seeing that Peng Wang had no reaction, she continued, "Master Peng, I'm soft-hearted. Why don't we help check He Ming's injuries before we set off?"
Peng Wang was not simple-minded either. Hearing He Zhiran's words, he guessed that she must have some purpose in voluntarily going to help He Ming with his injuries.
However, he was still very polite and did not expose it.
"If you are willing to help He Ming with his injuries, it would be a good thing, saving us from having another burden on the road ahead."
With that said, Peng Wang took He Zhiran to He Ming.
The He family became vigilant when they saw He Zhiran come over.
Many people in the He family had seen with their own eyes her ruthless beating of Li Rou'er yesterday.
If it wasn't for the lingering fear in their hearts, they would have scolded her long ago.
Peng Wang ignored the He family's expressions.
"I finally persuaded the lady He to help He Ming, so we don't have another death in our exiled team."
Although his words were unpleasant to hear, this was also what the He family feared most.
Now that He Zhiran was willing to help He Ming with his injuries, they couldn't ask for more.
Everyone tacitly made way to give He Zhiran space to treat He Ming.
In fact, He Zhiran had already seen He Ming's wounds from afar yesterday, and was already aware of his condition.
However, to hide from people's eyes and ears, He Zhiran still pretended to roll up He Ming's sleeves.
The wound was suddenly exposed to air, and He Ming's arm instinctively shrank back.
The He family stared at her closely, waiting for the result.
He Zhiran did not immediately announce the results, but asked the He family,
"Were He Liang's wounds the same as his?"
He Zhiyuan thought her question was related to treating He Ming, and answered without thinking.
"I personally used clear water to treat their wounds yesterday, and they looked exactly the same."
