After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

Yuan Jinglie never told Zhaoge about Liu Luoshu's visit, thinking that it would only add to her troubles.

He himself didn't know that Liu Luoshu had met Yuwen Lian.

In the following days, no one knew what Yuwen Lian did, but the number of letters from the court asking him to become the queen gradually decreased.

The ministers kept their mouths shut as if they had agreed to do so. Yuan Jinglie felt strange for no reason, but he didn't think too much about it.

Zhao Ge knew nothing about this matter.

That day, she went to Yuelai Tower as usual.

Meng Ruyuan did not come with us today because she had been feeling unwell since early in the morning. Perhaps she had eaten something bad yesterday, so Zhaoge asked her to rest for a day.

From sunrise to sunset, Yuelai Tower is so busy that there is no time to spare.

When the shop closed at night, Zhao Ge looked at the accounts of the past few days. Feeling sleepy, she called Jiang Bohu and Mo Huan, who were taking a nap, to go home with her.

However, as soon as he stepped through the door of the Jiang Mansion, he saw Jiang Zhiyun rushing out in a hurry.

"Zhao Ge, did I come back with you guys as I wished?"

Mo Huan was still drowsy, and was stunned when he heard this: "Isn't Miss Ruyuan resting at home today? She didn't go to Yuelai Tower."

"What!" Jiang Zhiyun's face turned pale. "But she has been out since the afternoon. I asked her where she was going, and she said she felt much better and went to Yuelai Building to help!"

You went out in the afternoon and haven’t come back yet until late at night?

What's more, Ruyuan didn't know many people in Chai'an, so even if she wanted to play, she wouldn't be able to come back late.

Zhao Ge had a bad feeling in his heart, and quickly calmed down, "Aunt, don't worry, my cousin Mo Huan and I will go look for her separately, maybe she is having fun somewhere..."

Afterwards, the three of them split into three groups and began searching for the person in the dim night in Chai'an City.

However, no matter which direction they looked, they never saw any trace of Meng Ruyuan.

It was soon curfew time and they had no choice but to return to the Jiang Mansion.

On the way, Zhaoge pursed her lips tightly, but she knew clearly in her heart——

This is not what I want, I'm afraid he was kidnapped.

But now the Dali Temple has been closed, so even if she wants to report to the authorities, she can't.

Before returning home, Zhao Ge first told Jiang Bohu and Mo Huan not to tell Jiang Zhiyun yet, but to say that Meng Ruyuan stayed at a friend's house for one night.

Then she knocked on the door of the Yuan Mansion opposite.

The servant yawned as he opened the door. Seeing her standing outside, he suddenly came to his senses: "Miss Zhaoge, are you looking for the Marquis? Come in, please!"

Zhao Ge nodded: "It's troublesome."

It's always embarrassing to disturb people late at night.

The servant brought her to Yuan Jinglie's door. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he shouted like beating gongs and drums: "My Lord, wake up! Miss Zhaoge is here!"

"..."

The tightly closed door was violently opened the next second, and Yuan Jinglie was wearing an outer coat and looked sleepy.

But when he saw Zhaoge, his eyes lit up instantly: "Sister, why are you here at this time?"

Zhao Ge had a solemn expression. The moment he saw Yuan Jinglie, the calmness that he had tried so hard to maintain in front of his family collapsed.

Her eyes turned red and she couldn't help crying, "Alie, Ruyuan is gone. Ruyuan has been kidnapped!"

Yuan Jinglie's expression suddenly froze.

……

The guards of Wu'an Marquis' Mansion searched inside and outside Chai'an City for a whole night, but found no trace of Meng Ruyuan.

At daybreak, Li Jing came back to report.

Yuan Jinglie frowned tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Brothers, you have worked hard. Go back and rest first."

The noise of talking woke up Zhao Ge who had just fallen into a deep sleep for a while.

Zhao Ge opened his eyes, rushed over and asked, "What happened?"

"Sister, we have to go to the Dali Temple to report to the authorities." Yuan Jinglie felt that the situation was not optimistic.

"Okay, let's go now!" Her eyes were bloodshot and she walked in a daze.

Yuan Jinglie supported her and sighed, "Be careful."

He didn't tell her to stay at home because he knew she wouldn't listen.

When they arrived at the Dali Temple, they met Wei Tingfeng.

Wei Tingfeng sent people to search for Meng Ruyuan together with the people from Wu'an Marquis' Mansion, and asked a painter to paint a portrait of Meng Ruyuan.

The two teams set out and searched for the whole morning.

Zhao Ge, who had been waiting for news in the Dali Temple during this period, was almost exhausted.

Yuan Jinglie asked someone to buy her some food outside, walked up to her, bent down, and gently advised: "Eat something, otherwise your body won't be able to hold on."

"I can't eat." Zhao Ge shook his head weakly.

He continued to look at her dejected face, and said with great distress: "Sister, eat something, just to prevent me from worrying, okay?"

This time, Zhao Ge's eyelids moved, and she looked up into his worried eyes.

She sighed and took the food from him.

Yuan Jinglie breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he went to find Wei Tingfeng.

"I have something else to do. I have to go out." Looking at Zhao Ge who was sitting there numb as if her soul had been taken away, Yuan Jinglie frowned, "Please help me take good care of my sister. Don't let anything happen to her."

After a pause, he lowered his voice even more: "If you find the corpse you wish for, don't tell her yet. We'll talk about everything after I come back."

Wei Tingfeng nodded: "I know, don't worry."

In the afternoon, Yuan Jinglie left the Dali Temple.

Zhao Ge just sat there, staring at the ground in a daze. At first, she was walking back and forth in the room, hoping that someone would come back to report.

But a day passed and no one came back.

The sky outside darkened and she began to lose confidence. Her mind was in a tangled mess like a tangle of threads.

But at this moment, the door moved.

Zhaoge's heart started beating fast and he suddenly looked up at that place.

The person who came in was Wei Tingfeng.

"What's going on?" Her voice was a little weak.

Wei Tingfeng's face was mostly obscured by the dim light and shadow in the room. He pursed his lips and said, "Still no news."

Zhaoge's heart fell to the bottom.

She had just found Ruyuan not long ago, and Ruyuan had suffered so much, but she lost him again.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..." She covered her face and cried.

The man's voice was as deep as a bell: "It's indeed your fault."

Zhao Ge was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him in astonishment, "What?"

But Wei Tingfeng refused to say anything more, turned around and left, "Nothing."

Zhao Ge stood up suddenly, his legs so weak that he almost fell down, and he stumbled over to stop him.

"Speak clearly! You know where Ruyuan is, right?"

"I don't know." He said calmly, "I just think that you are a smart person. Think about it carefully and you will figure it out."

The person who said this is confused.

After saying this, he left the room without stopping.

Zhao Ge felt as if struck by lightning. She had no idea what she was thinking. She only paused for a few seconds before rushing out of the Dali Temple in a daze.

As the sun sets over the horizon, large patches of fiery clouds appear gorgeous and dazzling.

The spring breeze blows on my face, as gentle as a girl's catkins.

Zhao Ge ran alone on the streets of Chai'an and rushed towards the towering imperial palace without looking back.