The Elegance of the Emperor: The Little Wife of the Wolf King

Chapter 40 Pursuit
After Wanyanhu was busy with the affairs in the barracks, he was already in full swing.The city is full of smoke, and it's time for lunch.

Wanyanhu suddenly thought that Murong Jing fell asleep last night without eating dinner. Once someone locks her in the room this morning, she will only care about making a fuss, not sure if she will be able to eat or not!
Thinking of this, he got up and walked out of the big tent, got on his horse, and said to Wanyan Buji behind him: "I'll go back to the city, you guys eat first, don't ask me any more." The figure is gone.

Wanyan Buji watched one person and one horse drive out of the barracks quickly, looked at the pile of wenza to be processed in his hand, shook his head, sighed, and had to go back to the big tent to handle it by himself, muttering: "Hey, why? Am I always the one who gets hurt? Tired of life!"

Wanyanhu came to the gate of the small courtyard in a short while, and immediately realized that something was wrong: strange!The gate was closed tightly, and none of the guards standing guard came out.

The guard behind him came forward to knock on the door, but no one came out to answer the door. Wanyanhu felt more and more bad, he frowned and said, "Go!", signaling to the commander of the guard with his eyes.

The guard nodded knowingly.

I saw a few guards walking to the wall of the small courtyard, one of the guards stepped down one by one, crossed his hands, and when he was ready, he nodded his head, while the other guard ran up and stepped on his crossed hands In the palm of his hand, he jumped vertically, grabbed the fence, and flew into the courtyard.

The yard was very quiet, there was no sound at all, and it was almost noon, and there were no footsteps in the direction of the kitchen.The guards rushed over wondering, not daring to delay at all, and hurried over to open the gate from the inside.

Wanyanhu hurriedly walked towards Murong Jing's room, outside the door the butler and a few servants fell on the ground, the guard stepped forward and probed with his fingers, still breathing.

"Your Majesty, there is still breath!"

"Wake up, no matter what method you use!"

"Yes!"

Wanyanhu opened the door and walked into the room, and saw a servant lying in the room, it was the nurse who kept vigil every night, and she was still lying on the soft couch, as if she was in a deep sleep, her breathing was steady and there was no abnormality.But the bed inside was empty, and Murong Jing was gone!

"Come on, quickly search every room to see if there is any trace of Madam. If you find any traces, report immediately, and you must not hurt Madam!"

"Yes!" The guard took the order and immediately began to search the small courtyard.

Wanyanhu walked to the bed and saw that the quilt was thrown aside and there were some broken hairs on the pillow. He picked them up one by one and held them in his hands, thinking to himself: Jing'er, where have you been?Do you blame me for locking you in the house?Hide yourself?

Suddenly, he saw something in the corner of his eye, which was pressed under the quilt. Wanyanhu pulled it out and saw that it was the sweat towel when he was looking for Yu'er. He stood up suddenly, holding the sweat towel tightly in his hand. Suddenly realized: "Jing'er didn't run out by herself, someone must have taken her away!"

Because since Wanyanhu found this sweat towel, Murong Jing always carried this sweat towel in her hand no matter where she went.

"Yeluheng, I won't let you succeed, even if she is crazy, I will tie her by my side!" Wanyanhu's face was ferocious, his eyes were red.

He quickly walked out of the room and saw that the butler had been woken up by the cold water.

"Your Majesty, it's a drug. I found a lot of drugs in the kitchen water tank!" A personal guard reported.

Wanyanhu nodded, and quickly walked out the door: "Assemble the team, follow me to chase!"

"Yes!" The guard ran to pass the order.

Wanyanhu went out of the gate, got on his horse, and before the guards were assembled, the horse was already galloping.He had a gloomy face, with a murderous look on his handsome face, and the pedestrians on the side of the road gave way one after another, guessing what happened.

"Seal the city gate, no one is allowed to go out!" Wanyanhu walked to the city gate and shouted, galloping out.Not far behind him, the guard's cavalry also quickly arrived at the city gate.

"Is there any sick female relatives going out of the city by car today?" The commander of the personal guards stopped and questioned the guards at the city gate.

"Well, yes, yes!" The guard thought for a while and replied.

"Do you know each other?"

"know!"

"Do you know where to live?"

"Know!"

"Okay, you!" He pointed to the captain of a team behind him, "Take this team, let this person lead the way, and immediately go and surround that house, and no one is allowed to enter or leave!" The rest of the guards chased in Wanyanhu's direction.

The guards at the city gate were dumbfounded. Looking at the guards surrounding him, they couldn't even walk away!
"Let's go!" The guards pushed him, and then he came to his senses. He led the way and walked towards Shopkeeper Xu's grain store.

Wanyanhu rode his horse on the grassland, with the whistling wind in his ears, his heart was completely filled with anger, there was only one way from Fengcheng to Rongcheng, he kept waving his whip, urging his lower body My mount, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!
His biological mother died young, the queen was strict, and he lived in the cracks since he was a child. In his opinion, love affairs and vows of eternal love are just jokes. In the world, only the knife in his hand is the most reliable!He killed his father and brother, ascended to the throne of King Gangeng, then wiped out all the tribes in the grassland, looked down on the heroes of the grassland, and finally stood at the pinnacle of power. How could he do it without ruthlessness and means?

In his mind, women are just tools to carry on the family line, so his palace has never lacked women.Women are the wealth he is proud of, all of them are as beautiful as flowers, and each has its own merits, making the chiefs of the grasslands envious.

When Murong Jing was taken captive back then, he wanted her to become one of the many women in the palace, a treasured version of him.However, things are getting more and more beyond his expectation. He likes to go to her room more and more. Even though he knows that she hates seeing him, he still can't help going to her room. like.

After Yu'er was born, he made no secret of his love for her. He went to the small courtyard every day, teased the child, and laughed with her. He even began to look forward to the day when Yu'er would call her father, and his life would be ordinary. Ordinary is indeed something he has never experienced before. There is an emotion surging in his heart, nostalgic for their mother and son, and for the brand new life experience that their mother and son brought him.

Happy days are always short, suddenly Yu'er was stolen, and Murong Jing went crazy, but he was still reluctant to let Murong Jing go, his heart was full of Murong Jing's lonely and helpless expression and seeing His joyful eyes.Now that Murong Jing left him, he felt that his heart was going to be emptied, and he couldn't let Yelu Heng take Murong Jing away no matter what.She belongs to him!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help shouting up to the sky, "Ah...", the shout wafted over the grassland and spread far, far away.

Midsummer is the season when the grasslands are lush and beautiful. The green grasslands undulate with the terrain, and the wind blows like green waves. The front waves push the back waves and continue to travel far away, quickly spreading to the horizon and disappearing into the sky.

Among the green waves in the distance, there is a black spot, motionless, no matter how the wind blows the grass down, he stands still and stands against the wind.

Wanyanhu saw from a distance that Yeluheng was standing on the hill at the end of the road, wearing silver armor, with a jade crown and hair tied up, and the sweaty and bloody BMW under his body was constantly kicking.

Wanyanhu was already dazzled by anger, seeing that Yeluheng had finally found someone to vent his anger on, he saw that his eyes widened with anger, his precious sword was out of its sheath, and rushed to face Yeluheng.

Yeluheng was condescending, with a scimitar in his hand, and the BMW under him couldn't hold back anymore, and wanted to charge down.

"Drive!" Yeluheng narrowed his eyes, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, clamped his legs, and the mount under him rushed towards Wanyan Fox like an arrow off the string.

The murderous aura of the two was exposed, and grass clippings flew wherever the blade touched. From a distance, it seemed that a layer of green mist had risen to envelop the two of them.

(End of this chapter)