Chapter 173 Missing
From the dark cloudy night sky to the dawn of the sky, the rain is still pouring, and there is no intention of stopping.It's as if I've been bored for so many days, and I'm finally going to have a good time...

"How is it?" Qingluan and the others were wearing coir raincoats and riding on horses, anxiously asking a hidden guard who had just returned.

"I didn't find it. The people of Xiliang Kingdom said that they have never seen a stranger enter the city, let alone heard of any robbers running rampant." The hidden guard said.

Qingluan frowned, and continued to ask: "Have you ever connected with the brothers in Xiliang Kingdom?"

"Yes, but no trace of the young master was found."

Qingluan looked at the thunderstorm weather, the thick fog filled the air, and he couldn't see the road ahead clearly.It was like a stone, falling heavily on Qingluan's heart.

She closed her eyes, thinking carefully about the things before and after she separated from the young master... Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and there was a little anxiety in her eyes.Immediately turned the horse around, and said as he walked, "Go!"

In the rain, Qingluan and his party returned to Xihe Town by the same route.They were running in the rain, and the rain hit their faces, and even their hearts. None of them wanted to find the young master quickly.No matter how big the storm is, what is it?
The fog is extremely dense, especially in this mountain forest, but this did not stop Qingluan and the others from walking...

The rain was a little lighter, and the dark clouds were pushed away by the wind, revealing the light.

When Qingluan and his party arrived in Xihe Town, the rain had completely stopped, but what they saw was empty buildings.The tables and chairs that had been placed outside were also messy and fell on the ground. It was unknown whether the originally neat and clean houses had become dilapidated due to the heavy rain.

Thinking that something was wrong, Qingluan quickly dismounted and ran into the deserted courtyard, only to find that everything inside had changed.The pots and bowls were broken on the ground, and there was no life left.

Qingluan rushed into the room and found that it was also empty.

The first thought that appeared in Qingluan's mind at this moment was: being fooled...

"Flying pigeons pass on a letter, telling the people of Yuexuan Palace everywhere to search for the young master with all their strength, and not to reveal any news. The young master must not be put in danger!" Qingluan was not only worried about the young master, but also worried about the young master. There is guilt towards the master.Protecting the young master is the only responsibility in her life, and she has never done it well...

——Phoenix Kingdom——

"Your Majesty..." Mo Chun looked at Feng Zichen, who was reviewing the memorial, with a somewhat embarrassed look.

Feng Zichen knew that every day Mo Chun came to provide Yue Lishang's whereabouts, no matter how annoying the state affairs were, as long as he heard the last sentence about her life and words and deeds every day, he would always throw away all his troubles. behind the head. "Did Shang'er leave? Where are you now?"

Mo Chun glanced at Feng Zichen, then lowered his eyes again, with more self-blame in his eyes.His secret line came to report early in the morning, saying that Miss Yue entered Xihe Town and never came out again.He has no clue about his whereabouts... He didn't know whether he should tell his emperor.If you tell, maybe the emperor will throw everything away to find Miss Yue, if you don't tell, but what should be done if something happened to Miss Yue.

Seeing Mo Chun standing in front of him without speaking for a long time, Feng Zichen raised his head and looked at Mo Chun.You know, this Mo Chun can't hide the slightest bit of thought.Feng Zichen saw that Mo Chun was a little weird, and he was always uneasy, as if something was going to happen.He said solemnly in a cold voice: "Say!"

Mo Chun couldn't hear his own emperor's tone the most, and he always knew that paper could not contain fire after all.Then he said hesitantly: "Miss Yue...missed...missing..."

After Feng Zichen heard this, the hand that was holding the writing brush immediately clenched tightly, the brush creaked in his hand, and broke after a while.But Feng Zichen's eyes were still terribly cold, and he didn't pay any attention to the broken pen in his hand.His heart was a little cold, but more painful, he almost gritted his teeth and said, "What's going on!"

"Your Majesty, calm down. A secret message came to report this morning, saying that Miss Yue disappeared early in the morning. Even... even Qingluan, who was accompanying her, seemed to be looking for Miss Yue..." Mo Chun frowned, he was The one who knows his own emperor best is probably more sad than anyone else at the moment.

"Get ready to hurry!" Feng Zichen dropped the pen in his hand, and strode to leave.

"Your Majesty!" Mo Chun stood in front of Feng Zichen, knelt down, and said eagerly: "This subordinate knows that the Emperor is worried about Miss Yue's safety, but you can't go rashly! The Feiyu Kingdom has long been eyeing our country, and recently Repeated provocations, if you leave, the world may change drastically! Besides, our secret line has been sought many times without success, and you still have no clue when you go, and it is a waste of time..."

"Then what should I do!" Feng Zichen roared, his voice piercing like thunder, "I don't even know if Shang'er is safe, how can I feel at ease!"

"The subordinates know that the emperor is anxious, so they will send more people. Once there is Miss Yue's whereabouts, they will immediately inform the emperor. It will not be too late for you to go!" Mo Chun looked at his emperor, feeling extremely anxious in his heart.

"Ask Fu Tianling to enter the palace! Now!" Feng Zichen couldn't wait for a moment at this moment, and he couldn't feel at ease for a day without news of Shang'er.

"Yes, this subordinate will go now." After Mo Chun got up, he walked out quickly.

Standing in the hall, Feng Zichen listened to the "tick-tick" sound of the rain on the eaves outside, which made his heart more and more confused.His hands gradually clenched into fists.

"Shang'er, you promised me that you would protect yourself... I'm sorry, it's my fault, I didn't tell you my real identity earlier, I didn't take you to my side earlier ...but...where are you now..." Feng Zichen thought silently in his heart, his heart might be more chaotic than hemp rope, he regretted, he blamed himself...

"Ah!" Feng Zichen slammed his clenched hand on the desk.The blood on his hand flowed down the table, but he didn't feel any pain at all, because heartache was better than heartache.His eye sockets were still red, and his eyes were full of hatred and anger.If anyone dares to touch his Shang'er in the slightest, he will definitely let that person die without a place to bury him!
In the Forbidden City, in the pavilion of Murong Qingfang.

The wine bottles all over the floor fell on the ground, and the black hair hung down the stone table.And the man in red lay quietly on the table with a haggard and sad face.The closed eyes and thin lips make people feel admiration after seeing her.This was especially true in his heart during the rainy night.He drank jug after jug ​​of wine, looking at the sparse night.For some reason, the famous wine of the past was particularly bitter that night...

(End of this chapter)

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