Jin Bingyun bit her lip, her emotions fluctuating. She stomped her feet and chased after him, but she wasn't confident that she would be able to find him.
As Song Qingshu fled, he noticed that many Mongolian soldiers were searching for him from house to house. He knew that it would be difficult to hide from them if he hid in the homes of ordinary people. It seemed that the only way to hide was to hide in the homes of the nobles so that the ordinary soldiers wouldn't dare to offend them.
This was the way of the world. Everything had to be carried out by people. Even if Temujin's original intention was to search everyone's homes, in reality, how would the soldiers dare to search the homes of the nobles? Even if the search was just for show.
After all, they would see each other frequently and wouldn't go overboard.
Therefore, the best place to hide was in the homes of the nobles, and it had to be the kind of rich and powerful families that wouldn't be found.
Song Qingshu thought for a while and ran in a certain direction.
Previously, when the Great Grandmasters had been fighting, everyone had been watching intently. After all, such a scene was rare. Only one person had watched for a while before leaving. That was because she had more important things to do.
Princess Yalun had always been concerned about her son's whereabouts. She had agreed to cooperate with Song QingShu and the others because they had used her son as a hostage. Although he had just told her that he had released her son, she was still worried.
Therefore, she rushed home as soon as she had the chance. She only relaxed when she saw the wet nurse holding her beloved son.
"Not long ago, a girl in green brought the Crown Prince back." The wet nurse handed over the baby in her arms.
"My child." Seeing her familiar son, Yalun was so emotional that she almost cried. She hugged and kissed him a few times. After her husband passed away, this child was her only hope.
"That man kept his word." After confirming that her son was safe, Princess Yalun's impression of Song Qingshu improved. At the same time, she was curious about the situation over there and sent someone to check.
Soon, one of her subordinates came to report, "Princess, Song Qingshu escaped with serious injuries. The royal preceptor and the others are searching for him and other rebels in the city."
"Got it. Patrol carefully and guard the gates." Ya Lun waved her hand, indicating that she should withdraw. After learning that Song Qingshu had escaped, she couldn't help but be somewhat astonished. It was truly hard to imagine how he had managed to escape from the siege of three Great Grandmasters.
However, he was destined to be caught. Now that there was a full-scale manhunt, all the troops and warriors had been mobilized. Even Alan, Daren, and Hou Xibai had been sent to participate in the manhunt. Where could he possibly escape to?
Of course, she only subconsciously felt that it was a pity. She did not have any thoughts of helping him. After all, the two of them did not interact much. The only good impression she had of him was because he kept his promise and released Yulong Da Shi.
"Wang Fei has been frightened. These are the soup and pastries specially prepared by the kitchen." Her personal maid brought over some exquisite pastries and the like.
Princess Yalun had been on the move the whole day and had been worried about her son. She was a little hungry now, so she took the food.
The maid's lips curled up slightly, but her head was lowered, so Ya Lun didn't notice.
Ya Lun ate a few mouthfuls and suddenly ordered, "Prepare some hot water for me, I will rest early after my bath."
"Yes!" The maid was a spy that Hai Wanli had planted in the residence. Hearing this, she was secretly happy. This would make it easier for her to act later.
After a while, the maid came back to report, "Wang Fei, the hot water is ready."
Princess Yalun nodded. She was almost done eating, so she planned to take a hot bath and sleep early. Too many things had happened recently, and she was quite tired.
Meanwhile, Khubilai was patrolling the streets with his men. When he suddenly heard about Na Chen's death, he was extremely shocked. "Na Chen is dead?"
"The bandits are ferocious. Please take care of yourself, Your Highness." The scout had been sent by the palace to warn the important figures.
Khubilai laughed coldly. "If they were at their peak, I might be a little worried. However, they are all at the end of their rope now. I have many talented subordinates. It's fine if we don't encounter them, but if we do, we will definitely kill them."
Just then, one of his subordinates mentioned something while chatting with his companions. "It seems like we're not far from the King's residence."
Khubilai's eyes lit up and he pointed his horsewhip in the direction of King Mengke's residence. "The bandits are on the run now, and I heard that my nephew was kidnapped by them. We will go to your residence to see if there is anything we can help with."
Since he had spoken, his subordinates naturally had no objections. The group quickly rode toward King Mengke's residence.
On the other side, Song Qingshu had just climbed over the wall of King Mengke's residence. He was glad that the defenses of the residence seemed to have weakened a lot. Otherwise, in his current state, it would have been very difficult for him to sneak in without anyone noticing.
The reason why he chose this place as his hideout was because Mengke was one of Temujin's most beloved grandsons. In addition, Temujin felt that he owed Mengke a lot for his early death and had taken care of the residence over the years. Everyone else in Helin City had also been very respectful to Ya Lun and her children, so the chances of this place being discovered were very low.
Secondly, they had met several times before. Whether it was as a member of the Water Moon Great Sect or as Song QingShu, they both had a good impression of this dignified and elegant woman. They knew that she was a kind person and was not as dangerous as those who were lost in the sea.
If he went to Lost in the Sea now, Song Qingshu could guarantee that even if Ya Lun did not sell him out, she would still make use of him. It was very tiring to deal with such a dangerous woman. Ya Lun was much easier to deal with.
Just as he was thinking about where to hide, the sound of horse hooves came from outside the door. He could faintly hear Khubilai's voice. "Khubilai requests an audience with Sister-in-law."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but groan inwardly. What the hell? Why is this guy here?
Over the years, Khubilai had opened a recruitment center and had recruited many talented people. Yang Guo and Jinlun Fawang were just one of them. From the sounds outside, Khubilai had brought quite a few people with him. In his current state, if he was discovered, he would be dead for sure.
He instinctively wanted to retreat, but he didn't expect Khubilai's soldiers to surround the palace as well. He had no choice but to quickly hide inside the palace. "Could it be that my whereabouts have been discovered and attracted these soldiers?"
But the possibility of this was not high. It was most likely that he was here to visit. This was a good thing. As long as he wasn't discovered, no one would come to the palace to investigate.
Originally, the guards at the entrance did not want to let him in, but Princess Ya Lun's personal maid, Tuo Ya, came out and said that Princess Ya Lun was inviting the Fourth Prince in, so the guards could not stop him.
Khubilai couldn't help but be happy. Ya Lun had always been cold to him and rarely invited him in. Could it be that what happened today made her realize that she needed a strong ally to rely on?
Song Qingshu heard the sound of the door opening from afar and became even more anxious. Khubilai had too many strong martial artists under his command. He was worried that his subordinates would hear him, so he pushed open a door and hid inside.
But he quickly froze. The room was filled with hot air and there seemed to be someone not far away.
"Tuo Ya, you're back? Come and help me massage my shoulders. I don't know why, but I feel a little weak. " A gentle and pleasant voice sounded. It was mixed with the sound of a hand sliding across the water. It was Princess Ya Lun.
"Master of Stealing Fragrance, please collect my collection."
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