After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

Chapter 129 Dangerous

In their back-and-forth exchange, Nan Yunjing answered frankly and openly.

But for Sima Yue, he felt that the person in front of him was completely unreliable. If he could not be used for his own purposes, then he would not keep him.

Just as Sima Yue and Nan Yunjing finished speaking.

The attendant followed and announced that he had something important to report.

Sima Yue did not want Nan Yunjing to know the contents.

"Excuse me."

Sima Yue rode away from Nan Yunjing.

The attendant handed Sima Yue a small note.

Sima Yue pushed aside the rolled-up piece of paper with one hand. It read, "Nan Yunjing's identity is questionable. He cannot be left alive."

After reading it, Sima Yue immediately put it away. He looked at the messenger and asked, "Who sent this?"

The attendant said, "It was sent by a pigeon from the palace."

Sima Yue examined the note carefully, but it did not indicate which side the message came from.

Sima Yue asked suspiciously, "Are they pigeons from the palace?"

The attendant immediately explained, "We always deliver the messages directly to you, young master, so we are unaware of their contents."

"is it?"

Sima Yue held the paper in her hand and crushed it fiercely until the words on it were completely illegible.

"Go back."

After the attendants left.

Sima Yue also found the message, which had no trace of its origin, strange.

Why would the letter target Nagumo Kage? And why was it delivered to him so conveniently?

Sima Yue watched the departing figure and gave instructions to the other attendants around her.

"Son."

"Go keep an eye on that guy."

Sima Yue scattered the crushed paper strips on the ground.

He looked up and around; a dangerous aura permeated the air.

On the second night, instead of resting in the suburbs as on the first day, they found an inn.

Han Shu propped himself up on his arms and said, "Finally, I can get a good night's sleep."

Sima Yue stepped forward and replied to him, "Mr. Han, you must be tired from your journey."

Han Shu didn't feel it was hard work, but he felt that time waits for no one and his health was deteriorating day by day.

After Sima Yue helped Han Shu down from the carriage,

Qing'er followed behind, intending to get off the carriage. She thought she could just jump down, but when she did, she accidentally stepped on a stone and fell headfirst into Sima Yue's arms. It was a complete accident.

Qing'er's face immediately turned pale, and she pushed Sima Yue away.

Before Sima Yue could even extend her hand, she was pushed and nearly fell over.

Qing'er steadied herself and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, young master, I didn't mean to."

Sima Yue steadied herself, stood up, and smiled at her, still finding this talkative girl more interesting.

"It's alright, your strength wasn't that great. I think I should stand more steadily in the future, otherwise, even a woman could easily push me down."

Yan Yun also prepared to dismount from the carriage.

Listening to Sima Yue and Qing'er's conversation, she felt that she wasn't imagining things.

When Sima Yue spoke, he always seemed to be teasing Qing'er in a frivolous manner.

Yan Yun stepped down from the carriage, patted Qing'er on the shoulder, and shook her head at her.

Qing'er then stopped responding to Sima Yue's conversation.

The little dumpling chimed in at just the right moment, "Sister, sister, hold me up, I'm afraid I'll fall."

Qing'er immediately followed.

Sima Yue's words to Qing'er were ignored again, and although she was in a bad mood, she could only give up because Mr. Han was watching her the whole time.

Mr. Han looked at the three of them and urged them, "You three hurry up and catch up. You're dawdling like this, not acting like servants at all."

After the little dumpling got off the carriage, Yan Yun took the scrolls that Mr. Han had just told him to bring.

Qing'er reached out to take it.

Yan Yun then handed it to her.

When we entered the inn, it was quite deserted with few guests.

Yan Yun looked around the inn. She didn't remember there being an inn here. She hadn't stopped there when she was traveling through the night.

The innkeeper's waiter came over and asked them if they needed lodging.

Sima Yue's attendants immediately stepped forward to make arrangements.

He then accompanied Yan Yun and the others.

The accompanying chef went to the kitchen to prepare their food, while the other attendants stood guard outside the door.

Sima Yue and Yan Yun sat at a table.

Although the little dumpling wanted to go find Nan Yunjing, after his reminder, she knew she couldn't wander around freely and could only obediently follow Yan Yun.

Because the little dumpling was quiet, Yan Yun had the leisure to read books, and he was much more focused on reading here than he had been in the carriage.

Han Shu walked around the table, stretching out.

"Mr. Han, please rest here for the night and set off again tomorrow."

"That's how it will be arranged."

After Mr. Han said there was no problem.

Sima Yue then turned her gaze to Yan Yun, who was surrounded by his trusted confidants. She then asked Yan Yun, "Ning'er, what are you looking at?"

He was about to lean closer to take a look when the little dumpling blocked his way and asked, "You said you know my daddy? Have you seen him recently?"

Sima Yue has naturally not seen Lord Shu recently.

After all, the princes and court officials were not allowed to interact in the inner palace.

Her father, who called himself a scholar, refused to accept their invitations.

What I said before was just a way to quiet this little girl down.

He replied softly, "I haven't seen my father recently."

The little dumpling pressed on, "Then you were lying just now."

Sima Yue didn't want to argue with a child. "I do know your father. You'll know when you see him in the future."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Yan Yun and asked, "Are there any words you don't recognize? If you're unsure, you can ask me."

Seeing him sit down next to her without any distance, Yan Yun felt uncomfortable having someone beside her, so she immediately moved away. As soon as she stood up, one side of the wooden stool she was sitting on lost its weight, and the other side tilted up.

This time, Sima Yue wasn't so lucky. He was able to keep his balance after being bumped by Qing'er, but this time he fell straight to the ground and landed hard on the ground.

The little dumpling laughed heartily without any restraint.

Han Shu walked up from behind and tapped her on the head.

Unlike Nan Yunjing, who seemed to be just playing around, he used his strength.

The little dumpling's eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she reached out to hug Yan Yun and complain.

"Grandpa Han, he hit me."

Han Shu looked at Sima Yue, "Young Master, I'll teach this girl a lesson for you."

Yan Yun knew that Mr. Han was trying to help them out of a predicament. After all, the little girl didn't know his identity, and if he were to hold her accountable, even though she was still young, she would not be able to escape punishment.

The little dumpling was laughing just a moment ago, but in an instant it turned into crying.

With no one around to help him up, Sima Yue had to pull himself up by the table leg. He patted the corner of his clothes and looked at Yan Yun, but Yan Yun didn't even look at him; she was holding the little dumpling and comforting it.

Sima Yue couldn't help but sigh. She had repeatedly suffered setbacks against Yan Yun, who was just a mute, yet she had become arrogant in front of her.

Sima Yue stretched his arms and lost the will to continue following Yan Yun. After all, he felt embarrassed by the fall.

He asked the waiter to take him upstairs to the second floor.

Watch his back as he leaves.

Yan Yun pointed in the direction he left, shook his head at the little dumpling, indicating that she couldn't continue like this.

Han Shu saw that she moved her hands quickly, but it was just a guess.

"Does that you know his identity, little girl?"