Jiumozhi said in a deep voice, "Tibet lies on the frontier and has no real enmity with the neighboring states. Only Gusiluo of Qinghai, because of the struggle for the Zanpu throne back then, has the factions of the senior and junior Princess Consorts at each other's throats. If anyone had the strongest motive, it could only be him!"
"It must have been them!" The Yellow-robed Woman abruptly rose to her feet, ready to seek out Gusiluo and settle the score.
Song Qingshu hurriedly grabbed her. "Don't act rashly!"
"Why are you stopping me?" The Yellow-robed Woman glared at him, her tone unfriendly.
Jiumozhi's pupils contracted slightly. The Yellow-robed Woman had failed to notice anything unusual in her concern, but he had been watching from the side. Her martial arts were formidable, yet someone had seized her so easily. Was that merely a coincidence, or...
Song Qingshu explained, "Would Gusiluo admit it if you went to him like this? He could simply claim he knew nothing, and what could you do then? Gusiluo's forces are not weak, and he has quite a few experts under his command. Besides, Western Xia would never stand by and watch you do anything to them."
"Then what do you suggest?" The Yellow-robed Woman had calmed down somewhat. Remembering that Gusiluo had always been on good terms with the Southern Song court, which needed to use them to check Western Xia, she knew it would be troublesome if she accidentally turned the two states against each other and jeopardized affairs of state.
"Don't alert the enemy. First investigate Tibet's internal situation. Once we know what we're dealing with, then we can go confront them." Song Qingshu spoke gravely.
After pondering for a moment, the Yellow-robed Woman agreed. "My mind is a complete mess right now.