Chapter 375: She was indeed worried about their safety

Cao Cixiu bowed politely to Mu Yuanzhi, "Hello, Princess."

His voice was very pleasant and ethereal, as if he were in a vast wilderness, leisurely; it contrasted with his cold and gloomy appearance, yet surprisingly matched.

Mu Yuanzhi thought this person might have a lot in common with the witch doctor.

"You're too polite, Sir Cao." Mu Yuanzhi also nodded at her, then turned her gaze to Pei Si: "I don't know why the Third Prince suddenly came here; it can't be a coincidence, can it?"

Qiao Chu and Yue Yun heard Mu Yuanzhi's question and also looked at the prince who had suddenly visited.

Anyone who isn't blind knows it's impossible to be a coincidence; he knew today's events would happen, so he had those dead men sneak in beforehand.

But how would Pei Si know?

Today's affairs became even more plain and mysterious.

Pei Si smiled and said, "My ears and eyes are spread across the world; naturally, not even a mosquito can escape my palm."

He pointed to his own eyes and ears.

Meaning his dead men are spread all over the world?!

Mu Yuanzhi was shocked; could it be that Pei Si's dead men far exceed their imagination? Not all of them were even at the imperial mausoleum last time?

Just how many dead men has this person raised?!

Mu Yuanzhi suddenly felt that this Pei Si was even more unfathomable than his father emperor.

If he wanted to compete with Xiao Di for the throne, Xiao Di might not be his match……

Mu Yuanzhi had to reassess this person.

"Why would the Third Prince help us, Juechen Valley?" she wondered.

Was he trying to win them over?

It's obvious he wouldn't think that; they would definitely side with Xiao Di, and if he couldn't even see that, he's nothing special.

Pei Si's smile unchanged, he stopped and looked at Mu Yuanzhi, "If you say this, you might not believe it, but the reason I intervened is simply that if such a huge storm were to stir up under my nose, I would feel displeased."

Such an answer was completely beyond Mu Yuanzhi's expectations; she had imagined many possibilities, like Pei Si trying to befriend Pei Di or make more friends, but never expected this.

Thus, she found Pei Si even more inscrutable—what exactly did he want to do?

Raising so many dead men—what exactly…?

Seeing Mu Yuanzhi silent for a while, deep in thought, Pei Si asked, "How so, Princess, you don't believe?"

"It's not that I don't believe; it's just that this answer is a bit unexpected." Mu Yuanzhi replied truthfully.

Pei Si: "Then you don't really believe it; it doesn't matter, you asked, I answered, belief is up to you."

He looked around and said, "Where is your junior martial brother now? I guess he must be in some secret chamber or back mountain or something like that."

Hearing that, Yue Yun's face showed vigilance.

Outsiders shouldn't know that Juechen Valley has a back mountain, right!

"How do you know we have a back mountain here?!"

"Did you guess? Or did you plant it?!"

Although I don't know if Pei Si is just talking nonsense, Yue Yun feels like she's been played.

This man is really annoying!

Qiao Chu hardly spoke at all, secretly observing Pei Si and the person beside him who was more worth his attention, Cao Cixiu.

Pei Si continued, "I'll guess again: Young Master Jin isn't here; he must have gone into the back mountain with your junior martial brother. Something tricky happened in the back mountain, preventing them from returning, and you, Princess, are actually at ease leaving them in there?"

Mu Yuanzhi was already uneasy; hearing Pei Di say that, her worries resurfaced, making her even more anxious.

They've been inside for several hours, and we don't know the situation.

No one has ever entered the back mountain; probably only the ancestral grandmaster knows what dangers lie inside.

Rongjin, Qilin, you guys better not be hurt!

At this moment, Gu Rongjin and Qilin had decided to first cross the suspension bridge to see what's opposite, then later investigate the swamp.

Opposite the suspension bridge, the mist unexpectedly began to dissipate, and even the miasma concentration dropped rapidly; even if they opened their mouths to breathe, there would be no problem, but they had taken the Breath-Holding Pill, so they still couldn't breathe.

Ahead was a dilapidated palace-like structure, but far smaller than a palace; if anything, it's a miniature palace, about the size of a single residence, with tangled, millennium-old dead trees sprawling haphazardly in front of the building.

It looks like no one has lived there for several hundred years.

Strange—could people have lived here before?

But the ancestral grandmaster's records contain no mention of this.

Qilin and Gu Rongjin exchanged a glance, deciding to go inside; perhaps they would find what they needed.

Suddenly, Gu Rongjin reached out to block Qilin, making a hushing gesture to signal Qilin not to move.

He pointed inside, then pointed to his own ears, meaning there was movement inside.

This time Qilin understood; he nodded, and together with Gu Rongjin, they cautiously approached, alert.

"There's no way forward—let's go back!"

Suddenly, an aged voice echoed from midair, hard to pinpoint its source without careful listening.

Gu Rongjin and Qilin exchanged a glance, brows furrowed.

Who is it?!

It sounded like both a man's and a woman's voice, or perhaps not like any human could produce.

Neither of them are the type to obey meekly; besides, it's obvious something strange is ahead—how could they give up halfway?

The two nodded at each other and continued forward.

The voice sounded like a sigh, also like anger, emanating from the throat, even with a cold chuckle.

"If you barge in, there's no regret medicine to take!"

By the end, that voice was already angry.

Gu Rongjin already knew the source of the voice, signaling Qilin to enter from the southeast.

The Qilin understood, and the two of them flashed past together.

Time had already come to dusk; the lingering glow of the setting sun fell on the valley, melting even the last layer of snow.

Mu Yuanzhi gazed at the scenery outside the window, her gaze directed toward Back Mountain.

Pei Si sipped his tea and said, "Princess, you're so worried—why not go in yourself?"

"I'm not going in, and I naturally have my reasons for not doing so." Mu Yuanzhi withdrew her gaze and said.

"There must be something preventing you from going in, right?" Pei Si said, hitting the nail on the head.

Mu Yuanzhi said, "The Third Prince is so smart, so smart that I have to wonder whether you've been to Juechen Valley."

Pei Si smiled noncommittally and said, "Princess, why not speak up? Perhaps I can find a way. After all, gazing at the husband‑stone won't change anything and might waste time; if anything happens to Young Master Jin and your junior martial brother, what then?"

Every word he said struck straight at Mu Yuanzhi's heart; she was indeed worried about their safety, and no one knows what lies in Back Mountain.