Everyone was very tired from the journey today. The normal arrangement was to rest for the night and slowly play the next day.
It was night, and the sky was as dark as ink. It was so dark that one couldn't see their fingers or see a single star. The night wind whistled, and the bamboo swayed and made a rustling sound. Occasionally, a few birds chirped.
Huarong lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, there was a loud noise coming from the other side. "The princess is missing, quickly look for the princess!"
"Your Highness, where are you, Your Highness?"
"Your Highness, where are you, Your Highness?"
The shouting grew louder and closer. Huarong woke up and found many people guarding her door and talking to Shuxiu. "Is the princess inside?"
"Yes, she's sleeping well." Shuxiu had just confirmed.
"That's strange, they're looking for the princess. Is there another princess inside?" It was Lou Jun's voice.
Huarong frowned at the noise. She had a temper when she woke up. If anyone disturbed her sleep, she would destroy that person's descendants.
She angrily turned over and got out of bed. She rudely pulled off the clothes on the hanger and put them on. "Shuxiu, why are you shouting outside? Am I not here? "
"Miss, you're awake?" Shuxiu was shocked and his face turned green. It's over, it's over. Miss is definitely angry.
When the people outside heard her voice, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Lou Jun ordered the Family Lou servant: "Go and ask what's going on over there."
Before the servant could go, Zhang Xiaotian had already found out. "Don't ask. The girl with Second Madam Wen is Princess Guan Tong."
Huarong was still sleepy, but when she heard the name Guan Tong, she instantly woke up. "Shuxiu, quickly change my clothes."
After getting dressed, Huarong went out. Coincidentally, Yang Ze walked to her door. When he saw her, he bowed. "Princess, Princess Guan Tong is missing. Please come to my rescue."
"Speak clearly." Huarong could refuse to go with them, but he could not refuse to save the Emperor's daughter. Even if she was not favored, she was still the flesh and blood of the Emperor. If he ignored her, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Yang Ze bowed again, "Princess Guan Tong used to live with me, but when I woke up in the middle of the night to drink water, I didn't see the Princess. I asked the servants guarding the door, and they only said that the Princess went to the toilet. We searched the entire guesthouse, and we couldn't find the Princess anywhere."
"Got it. I'll send someone to look for her." Huarong nodded coldly. She really didn't want to care about the life or death of that princess, but she had to.
Yang Ze was moved to tears. "Thank you, Princess."
"Okay, quickly go and find her." Huarong especially hated her virtuous appearance. Others might feel pity for her when they saw a few drops of cat urine on her face, but Huarong felt that it was very unpleasant. It was probably because of her attitude towards Zhao Han-chul. That day when she saw her on the street, she was clearly affectionate towards Zhao Han-chul. She thought that they had an appointment. But just now, on the road, she was like a little bird beside Wen Er. She didn't even look at Zhao Han-chul.
To be honest, Zhao Han-chul didn't do anything wrong to her. He was even beaten until he was full of scars because of her.
Although Zhao Han-chul seemed to recover quickly, he couldn't be depressed for the rest of his life.
In fact, neither of them did anything wrong, but Huarong felt that Yang Ze's motives were not pure. Maybe it was prejudice, maybe it was bias, but she just didn't like it.
Yang Ze also vaguely understood that Huarong didn't like her, so she didn't ask for a rebuff. She turned and went to Zhao Han-chul's place. It seemed that she wanted to ask for help from Zhao Han-chul.
"Princess, I'll send someone to look for her." Lou Jun said.
Huarong sneered. Her eyes followed Yang Ze until she saw her servant knock on Zhao Han-chul's door. Only then did she say, "No, I want to personally look for Princess Guan Tong. Adoptive father, the Emperor, has been very kind to me. I dare not forget this kindness."
"But it's too dangerous." Lou Jun was worried. He had a bad premonition that something big was going to happen tonight.
Before Huarong could say anything, Zhao Han-chul came in front of Huarong. "Princess, the forest is too big. We don't have enough people. This official wants to mobilize everyone. Does the princess agree?"
He was right. Even if they brought a lot of people, and the local guesthouse also had people, the mountain was too big and too deep. They really didn't have enough people. Huarong didn't think too much and nodded. "My people will listen to the Crown Prince's arrangements."
"We will listen to the Crown Prince's arrangements." Lou Jun and Zhang Xiaotian saw that Huarong agreed and also expressed their opinions.
Zhao Han-chul was relieved. He thought that Huarong would not agree. After all, she was the hedonistic head of Jinling. When had she ever listened to someone else's orders?
The few of them sat around the tea table. Zhao Han-chul wrote the four directions on the table with tea. "We don't have any clues. We can only search every inch of the way. Prince Zhang to the east, Young Master Lou to the west, Wen Er to the north. Princess and I will go to the south."
Huarong heard this and looked up at Zhao Han-chul. He had cleverly separated her from Yang Ze's group.
She remembered Xi Shi's words. Zhao Han-chul was here to protect her. She nodded. "Okay."
Wen Er didn't come over. Yang Ze was listening. Since Wen Er wasn't here, she glanced at Zhao Han-chul a few more times. She realized that Zhao Han-chul's gaze didn't linger on her. His eyes were filled with deep disappointment and sadness.
"Let's go." Zhao Han-chul said.
Shuxiu brought a cloak for Huarong to wear and lit the torches. The few groups quickly split up to search. Shouts and screams could be heard all over the mountain.
The more they walked, the farther the sounds went. In the end, they only heard a few shouts and the sound of birds flying away. Huarong said impatiently, "Stop shouting."
Shuxiu and Zhu Liu immediately stopped shouting. Zhao Han-chul's manservant also shut up. The few of them walked silently in the forest.
"Find a place to rest. There are too many insects. My face is full of bruises." Huarong was extremely unhappy at this moment.
The few of them stopped and found a leeward spot to sit down. Zhao Han-chul led his men to find some dry wood and quickly made a fire.
"Are we really not going to look for the Crown Prince?" Zhao Han-chul's men asked.
"If we don't look for her, would she dare to die? Don't worry, we'll definitely find her tomorrow. After the big commotion today, the best part is yet to come. "Zhao Han-chul sneered.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of arrows whizzing by could be heard. Zhao Han-chul reacted quickly. He immediately shielded Huarong behind him. At the same time, his feet swept away the fire on the ground. In an instant, the light was gone.
"Crown Prince Zhao, why do I feel like I've been implicated by you?" Huarong said in a low voice.
Zhao Han-chul and Huarong stood quietly at a place far away from the fire. His expression was solemn and his brows were furrowed. When he heard Zhao Han-chul's words, he said, "I'm sorry."
"That Princess Guan Tong came for you, right? Did you refuse the Emperor's betrothal?"
Zhao Han-chul did not speak for a long time. Just when Huarong thought that he would not answer, he said in a low voice, "I tried so hard to seize the power of the Duke's Public House, not to fall into another pit of fire. I can shed my blood for the Duke's Public House. I don't need any marriage alliance."
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