Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 428 - 375: A Body in a White Monk’s Robe

"Hmm?"

Shang Ruyi suddenly snapped back to reality, looking up to find two men gazing at her with concern, only to realize she had been staring at a money pouch in a daze.

She hastily shook her head, "No, nothing’s wrong."

Yu Wenye frowned at her, "Are you really okay?"

"Hmm..."

Shang Ruyi gently shook her head again, though just a moment ago, her whole body seemed struck by lightning, even her soul trembled slightly, feeling as though it was about to leave her body. But after that moment passed, she returned to calmness, as if nothing had happened, even inexplicably wondering why she had felt such a strange sensation.

Shen Wuzheng looked at her for a while and softly said, "Are you really okay? Little sister, you don’t look well."

Shang Ruyi shook her head earnestly again.

Seeing her appear normal, they reluctantly felt at ease, whereas Shang Ruyi herself, with some confusion, glanced again at the money pouch in Yu Wenye’s hand.

No matter how she looked at it, it remained unfamiliar.

Moreover, she no longer felt that bizarre sensation, as though her soul was pierced through.

Strange, why would a money pouch cause such a feeling?

Yu Wenye fiddled with the pouch again, inspecting it from all angles, finding no other significant markings, then said, "There’s no way to find any clues like this; we’ll probably have to devise a plan once we get back to Daxing City."

Shen Wuzheng nodded.

And Shang Ruyi glanced at him, her gaze deepening — his words implied he also leaned towards believing that the mastermind behind the rock-crushing incident originated from Daxing City.

Indeed, if Liang Shide’s people were involved, it wouldn’t have been so troublesome, they’d have directly sent troops to charge into the narrow valley, and the outcome would have been much more devastating.

But Daxing City...

There are so many people in Daxing City, aside from Yu Wenquan, there are even more aristocrats who have been prominent since the founding of the Da Ye Dynasty, but who exactly wants to target them, especially aiming at Yu Wenye?

"Moreover,"

As the three of them pondered exhaustively, Mu Xian spoke again, his demeanor growing heavier, "Upon completing investigations downhill, in the shady part of the mountain, traces of piled saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal were discovered."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi’s expression immediately showed shock.

The expressions of Yu Wenye and Shen Wuzheng also changed.

Mu Xian continued, "Judging by the quantity, it seems there was a considerable pile, only it appears someone took it all away, leaving only some residue for subordinates to find. It’s uncertain if the ones piling these items are the same group as the ones atop the mountain and behind the rock that fell."

Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi instinctively wrapped her blanket around herself more tightly.

Saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal, the combination of these items needs no explanation, and they were previously situated in a narrow valley.

If it’s indeed the same group doing these things, then their aim was not only to crush their carriage with the fallen rock; perhaps they also prepared to use those gunpowder items as a backup tactic, determined to obliterate them.

If that’s the case—

Shang Ruyi instinctively looked up, surveying the surrounding busy figures, including Yu Wenye’s personal soldiers, troops Dabo brought from Daxing City, and those from Wanggang Village. Especially notable was Shantong’er at the campfire, eyes glued to the bubbling hot porridge, gulping saliva — these people might not escape unscathed from that narrow valley!

Who would dare inflict such deadly intent upon them?

Even willing to kill so many?

With this thought, Shang Ruyi turned her head towards Yu Wenye, whose expression was tense as he gazed at the fiercely dancing flames, his eyes cold as ice, almost unable to resist asking him — who did you offend?

Yet she needed not ask this question.

Yu Wenye, as the second son of Duke Sheng, especially now that the Duke had become the new court’s Grand Chancellor, wielding considerable power, didn’t need to offend others; there were plenty who wished him dead.

His existence, to many, was even a threat.

At this moment, Mu Xian said again, "Second Young Master, I want to lead a team along this road, see if we can catch up with them — even if we can’t catch them, we could scout the way ahead, avoiding any more traps they might set."