The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

Shi Daming rode at full speed all the way and finally arrived at the Huang Mansion.

The red lacquered door was closed, revealing a sense of desolation. He dismounted, took a few steps forward, raised his hand and rang the door knocker.

The knocking sound of "Knock knock knock" echoed in front of the silent door.

After a while, the concierge slowly opened a door, leaned out half of his body, and asked sleepily, "Who are you looking for?"

Shi Daming bowed his hands quickly and said with a smile, "Young man, please let me know. I'm here to look for an old friend, Madam Linglong from this mansion. I wonder if she's here?"

When the concierge heard this, a trace of regret appeared on his face. He shook his head and sighed, "You are late. The lady has already left."

Smith was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face froze instantly, his eyes full of surprise and confusion: "She left? How could this be... Young man, do you know where the lady went?"

When Shi Daming heard the news that Linglong had left, he was stunned and thought to himself: It turns out that the princess is not dead after all.

The doorman sighed and said slowly, "That day, a villain came to the mansion and caused a big commotion. The family changed drastically in an instant. Madam jumped into the well, but luckily she was rescued. But after this disaster, the servants saw that the mansion was no longer peaceful, so they took advantage of the chaos and took away many things. Now I am the only one left in the mansion. Madam also left in a hurry to seek refuge. As for where she went, I really don't know."

Shi Daming was furious and cursed inwardly: "This Armas is such a waste!"

He frowned, stared at the doorman with a sharp gaze, and asked again: "Is everything you said true?"

The concierge was frightened by his appearance, but still stiffened his neck and replied: "Of course it's true, how dare I lie!"

Shi Daming was full of doubts. He didn't believe that things were so simple and insisted on going into the mansion to check.

Seeing this, the concierge showed a little displeasure on his face, and muttered with a pout: "It's useless to look at it, there's nothing inside."

Shi Daming didn't care about all this and was about to force his way in, but the doorman stepped aside to stop him, which completely enraged Shi Daming.

In an instant, Shi Daming flashed and approached like a ghost. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the doorman's neck fiercely, pressing him against the door frame, and roared in a low voice: "You better not lie to me, otherwise you will be in trouble!"

The doorman opened his eyes wide in horror, tried desperately to pry Shi Daming's fingers apart with his hands, made a "wuuuu" sound with his mouth, and kicked around with his feet, but he couldn't break free.

The doorman didn't expect Smith to suddenly attack him. His face changed suddenly. He grabbed Smith's wrist tightly with both hands, trying to break free from the vise-like restraints. He kicked his feet and fought desperately with him.

However, there was murderous intent in Shi Daming's eyes, and the strength in his hands continued to increase, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

The doorman's struggle gradually became weaker, his face turned from red to purple, his eyes bulged out, his tongue stuck out unconsciously, his legs went limp, and he stopped moving.

Shi Daming loosened his hand and let the doorman's body fall to the ground. He clapped his hands as if he had just done something insignificant, and then strode into the mansion.

The courtyard was dead silent; the former bustle and hustle and bustle was no longer there.

Shi Daming checked every room one by one, and sure enough, no one was there. The tables and chairs in the room were all over the place, and it was obvious that they had been hastily searched through.

He walked into the room where Linglong once lived. He saw that the jewelry box on the dressing table was open and empty. The bedding on the bed was scattered in a mess. There was a thin layer of dust on the ground. Every step he took raised a cloud of dust that danced in the sunlight that came in through the window.

Shi Daming was extremely anxious and hurried to the street outside. He stopped everyone he saw and asked them about the affairs of the Huang Mansion.

The neighbors who were stopped looked frightened at first, but when they heard him asking about the Huang Mansion, they started talking at once.

"About the Huang Mansion, something strange did happen a few days ago. The hostess left, and then only a doorman was left guarding it. No one knows what happened." An old man shook his head and sighed.

When Shi Daming heard these words, his doubts gradually dissipated, and he finally believed what the doorman said.

But his mood became increasingly heavy, and he was full of regret that he was a step too late and let the princess disappear without a trace right under his nose.

"This Armas is really incapable of doing anything good and is always causing trouble! He can't even do such a simple thing, he is simply a waste!" Shi Daming cursed angrily in his heart.

Shi Daming took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, thinking about where to look for Linglong next...

Shi Daming knew that he had made a big mistake, killing the gatekeeper, and it was not appropriate for him to stay here for long. He hurriedly left the Huang Mansion, got on his horse, and galloped all the way until he was far away from the place of trouble, and then he pulled the reins in front of a remote inn.

The innkeeper came forward and led the horse over. Shi Daming lowered the brim of his hat, walked quickly into the inn, and asked for a room upstairs.

After entering the room, he locked the door, took a long breath, and sat down on the edge of the bed tiredly, his heart full of regret and confusion.

He knew that he had caused a big disaster because of his impulse. Now he not only had to avoid possible pursuit, but also had to find a way to continue looking for the princess.

The dawn light quietly fell on the quiet village. Xi Yu got up early and sternly ordered the secret guards to escort Gan Mei back.

The secret guards took the order and left, their figures quickly disappearing at the end of the village road.

Xi Yu stood alone at the entrance of the village, looking into the distance, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

Finally, when the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky orange and red, the figures of the secret guards appeared again at the entrance of the village.

They walked quickly to Xi Yu and knelt on one knee.

"Master, Madam Gan Mei has been sent back safely."

Xiyu nodded slightly, his expression slightly relaxed.

"You've worked hard, go and have a rest."

Afterwards, Xi Yu turned to Luo Xiaoyu and Xiaohong's room and said, "Stay one more night, and we'll set off early tomorrow morning."

Luo Xiaoyu's soft response came from the room.

"Everything will be subject to your arrangement."

As night falls, the village is shrouded in silence, with only the occasional barking of dogs being heard.

Xi Yu lay in bed, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Various situations that might happen next and strategies for dealing with them kept appearing in his mind...

Gan Mei finally returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

She ignored the fatigue of the journey and walked straight towards her residence.

As soon as she entered, several sharp-eyed little girls came to greet her. After curtseying, one of them said, "Madam, you are finally back. The young master has been very well behaved these past few days. He eats well, sleeps soundly, and doesn't cry or make a fuss."

After hearing this, Gan Mei finally let go of the worry she had been holding. She breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved smile on her face: "That's good, that's good."

Having said that, he walked quickly into the house.

I saw Xi Ping'an sitting on the couch, fiddling with a small object in his hand with a focused look in his eyes.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up and saw Gan Mei. A light of surprise flashed in his eyes. He called out in a baby voice, "Mom!" and opened his arms for a hug.

He had just learned to speak.

Gan Mei's eyes were filled with tears. She quickly stepped forward and hugged Xi Ping'an tightly in her arms, kissing him again and again, murmuring, "Ping'an, mother missed you so much."

Xi Ping'an held onto Gan Mei's clothes tightly with his little hands, snuggled into her arms, and whispered, "Ping'an misses mom too. Where is mom?"

Gan Mei gently stroked his head and said softly, "Mom went to do some things and is back now. She will never leave Ping An again."

At this time, the maid hurried in to report.

"Madam, Miss Ouyang Linlin wants to see you."

Gan Mei was slightly startled, then she let go of her son, straightened her hair, and said softly, "Please invite her in." Ouyang Linlin walked lightly across the threshold, bowed, and called softly, "Sister, Linlin came to see you."

Gan Mei hurried forward to help her up with a smile on her face.

"Sister, please stop being so polite. You just recovered and should have rested in your room. Why did you come out?"

Ouyang Linlin stood up and shook her head slightly, with a hint of stubbornness in her eyes.

"Sister, please don't think of me as so delicate. I have been lying down for the past few days and have been feeling uncomfortable all over. When I heard that you were back home, I was worried about you and wanted to come and see you.

Gan Mei took her hand and led her to sit on the chair. She looked at her carefully with concern in her eyes: "Look at you, you are still so strong. But your body is fine now, so you must not be careless. If you need anything, just tell me."

Ouyang Linlin nodded gently, her eyes swept to the side of Xi Pingan, a trace of tenderness in her eyes: "The young master is getting cuter and cuter. Sister is so lucky to have the young master accompany her."

Gan Mei followed her gaze and looked at her son, with a happy smile on her face: "Yes, with Ping An by my side, it's all worth it no matter how hard or tired I am."

Ouyang Linlin bowed slightly, folded her hands on her knees, and asked softly, "Sister, I heard that you went out these few days. Did you go to look for your husband?"

Gan Mei nodded gently, with a look of fatigue and relief, and recounted her experiences of the past few days, hiding the dangers and twists and turns, saying only that the matter had been successfully resolved.

Ouyang Linlin frowned slightly, looking worried: "Sister, how is Xiaohong... now? I've been thinking about her all the time."

Gan Mei raised her hand and gently patted the back of Ouyang Linlin's hand, comforting her: "Don't worry, sister. She and I are in the same room at the inn. This girl is very well-behaved. Although she has temporarily lost her memory, I see that her eyes are lively, so she must have been frightened for a moment. I have made arrangements, and I believe that she will be fine soon."

Ouyang Linlin nodded slightly, but the worry in her eyes had not completely disappeared.

"I hope so. Little Red is also a miserable person. It is her blessing to be cared for by her sister."

Gan Mei smiled and looked determined: "Don't worry, sister, everything will be fine."

The faint light of morning light shines through the gaps between branches and leaves like a veil, sprinkling on the road ahead, and a new day begins.

Xi Yu continued on his journey on horseback.

Luo Xiaoyu's eyes always fell on Xiaohong unconsciously. Looking at Xiaohong's innocent face, the corners of his mouth would unconsciously rise.

Luo Xiaoyu's heart was filled with joy. She wished that this journey could be extended indefinitely and the carriage could go slower so that she could spend more time with Xiaohong.

Every time he wanted to open his mouth to express his inner feelings, he swallowed the words back.

He was afraid that once he confessed his feelings, it would break the beauty of the moment, and he was also worried that Xiaohong would change her feelings for him after she regained her memory. The inner entanglement was like a tangled mess, making Tian hesitate between love and fear.

Xiaohong seemed unaware of the turmoil in Luo Xiaoyu's heart, and she continued to enjoy the journey innocently. Occasionally, she would feel warmed by Luo Xiaoyu's meticulous care, but this warmth had not yet become a specific emotion in her ignorant heart.

Xi Yu occasionally looked back at them, vaguely guessing what Luo Xiaoyu was thinking, but he just shook his head secretly, continued to focus on the road ahead, and led them step by step towards Kunlun Mountain.

The sun gradually rose higher, and at noon, after running all the way, the three of them saw a teahouse at the entrance of a village.

The tea room is not big, but it is quite tidy, and the sign at the door sways gently in the wind.

The three of them walked into the tea room and found a seat by the window to sit down. Xiyu stood tall, his expression showing some fatigue from the journey, while Luo Xiaoyu was a little absent-minded, her eyes drifting towards the door from time to time, as if waiting for something.

After a while, Xiaohong got up and said she wanted to go to the toilet.

After Xiao Hong left, Xi Yu noticed something was wrong with Luo Xiaoyu. He put down the teacup in his hand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You seem to be a little strange today, what's going on?"

When Luo Xiaoyu was asked this, her cheeks suddenly turned red like a ripe apple. Her hands unconsciously tugged at the corners of her clothes and her eyes avoided his gaze.

Seeing this, Xi Yu suddenly understood, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he whispered: "Do you like Xiao Hong, but are embarrassed to tell her?"

Luo Xiaoyu seemed to have her secrets exposed. She was stunned at first, and then nodded quickly, as if she was afraid that Xi Yu couldn't see her feelings.

Xi Yu smiled and shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Xiao Hong coming back skipping. Luo Xiaoyu quickly put away his shyness and pretended to be calm as he picked up the teacup to drink tea. However, his slightly trembling hands still betrayed his inner nervousness and shyness...

On the other side, Shi Daming sat alone in the inn room, frowning, his eyes full of anxiety and helplessness. The candlelight on the table flickered, as if it was also worried about his current predicament.

He was thinking hard about how to find the princess. But when he thought about the vast territory, numerous towns and countless population of the Great Kingdom, his heart seemed to fall into an ice cellar.

Isn't it like looking for a needle in a haystack to find someone who deliberately hides his tracks in this vast world? Moreover, after this incident, the princess must know that there are many dangers. She will definitely be more vigilant and act more carefully.

Shi Daming stood up irritably and paced back and forth in the room. Every step seemed to be stepping on his uneasy heart.

After struggling for so long, he still had no clue. He knew in his heart that finding the princess was extremely difficult.

After thinking it over, he sighed heavily and finally made a decision: just go back and report the situation to the king truthfully. Although this might disappoint the king and even blame him, there was really no better way at the moment.

Shi Daming packed his bag, blew out the candle, and took advantage of the night to lead his horse out of the inn and galloped in the direction he came from. The sound of horse hooves could be heard far away in the silent night sky, but was soon swallowed up by the endless darkness...

Liu Xiaoyu brought Wang Hu and carefully guarded the treasures. Together with Linglong, they hired a few carriages and prepared to leave. The carriages stopped at the door, and the horses snorted and pawed the ground impatiently, as if urging everyone to set off quickly.

Wang Haipeng stood at the door, with a reluctant and complicated look on his face, and said goodbye to them one by one.

Liu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Brother Haipeng, see you later. Thank you for your care this time."

Wang Haipeng nodded slightly and forced a smile in response.

"You are so polite. It is fate that we meet."

Watching the carriage slowly drive away, raising a cloud of dust, Wang Haipeng followed it with his eyes until the convoy completely disappeared at the end of the road, then he slowly withdrew his gaze.

He turned around and walked back, but his mood became heavier and more complicated. He was annoyed when he thought that the treasure had been lying quietly under his secret room before, and he had no idea that there was such a secret. He had never stepped into the secret room and had no idea that there was such a secret.

If I had known this earlier, perhaps I would have taken the treasures for myself by now. I would not be like this now, watching them being taken away, left with a heart full of regret and unwillingness.

Wang Haipeng sighed constantly as he walked, and his sighs echoed in the empty yard, as if telling of his helplessness and melancholy at the moment.

Linglong sat in the carriage, the body of the carriage kept shaking with the rhythm of the horse's hooves, and her body swayed slightly, her heart full of bitterness and emotion.

Looking at the unfamiliar scenery passing by outside the car window, she felt more and more that her recent days had been very difficult.

Once upon a time, in the Parthian Empire, she was a princess and lived a carefree life with fine clothes and delicious food. Every day she only needed to appreciate the flowers and read books. Everyone around her was respectful to her, and her life was stable and comfortable.

But who could have imagined that Hesheli was so ambitious that he actually usurped the throne. Once the situation changed suddenly, all the beauty of the past was shattered and dissipated like bubbles.

Now she is far away from her hometown and in this strange place. For her own safety, she can only run around and hope for help from others.

Linglong sighed softly, her eyes filled with nostalgia for her past life and helplessness about her current situation. She only hoped to see Xiyu as soon as possible, get rid of this embarrassing situation, and return to a peaceful life.

At first, she just bit her lips silently, trying hard not to let the tears fall, but the sour feeling kept swirling in her eyes and she couldn't suppress it.

Finally, crystal tears burst out and slowly slid down her fair cheeks, one drop, two drops...

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but the tears were like beads that had broken off the string and could not be wiped away no matter how hard she tried.

Linglong simply stopped suppressing her emotions and let herself sob quietly. The suppressed grievance, helplessness and longing for her relatives in her hometown all spread in the small space of the carriage along with her crying.

Outside, the sound of horse hooves continued, and the wheels rolled forward, but it seemed that they could not take away the endless sadness in her heart at the moment... (End of this chapter)