Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

Fan Yanmu was startled when he heard this, and looked at Xiao Zhixue with a flickering gaze: "Madam, have you sensed any ominous signs?"

Xiao Zhixue stared at her husband, her tone calm and firm: "Husband, this is just a hunch, it may not come true, but it's better to be safe than sorry."

Fan Yanmu remained silent. In fact, the worry was also lingering in his mind, but he always suppressed it deliberately because he was afraid to imagine the worst outcome.

At this moment, a report came from outside the door: "Sir, the messenger from Linzhou has arrived."

When Fan Yanmu heard that it was a letter from Linzhou, his heart suddenly tightened, but he still took the letter handed to him by Liu Yi.

He was afraid to open it, but seeing this, Xiao Zhixue took the letter and quickly pulled out the letter paper.

The letter read: "Linzhou and Wuzhou have been plunged into chaos. The rebels are under the banner of Fan Huayue, the son of the former emperor. My father has sent troops to resist, but the war has reached a stalemate and the situation is critical."

After Fan Yanmu finished reading the letter that was delivered by a special person at full speed, a deep look flashed across his eyes. Then he slowly closed the letter and whispered to Xiao Zhixue who was waiting beside him: "I have to go to the palace. You should have a good rest at home."

His voice was gentle yet firm, full of unquestionable determination.

Before Xiao Zhixue could react, Fan Yanmu turned around, took firm and powerful steps, his coat fluttering, and quickly disappeared out the door.

The air seemed to still be trembling slightly, leaving her with a gradually fading figure.

As he turned around, Fan Yanmu instructed his personal bodyguard An Lan, "An Lan, go find Fu Dong. I have something to entrust to him. Oh, and bring He Xiang to the mansion."

His words were concise and direct, and every word revealed an extraordinary demeanor.

When An Lan heard this, a hint of doubt flashed across her eyes, but she did not ask. She just nodded respectfully. It was obvious that she was accustomed to obeying every instruction of her master, even if she had many doubts in her heart.

Half an hour passed quietly, and with the sound of brisk footsteps, Fu Dong and his wife pushed the door open and walked in, smiling happily. They bowed and said, "Good luck to the princess. How are you?"

Their voices were full of respect and concern, like a ray of sunshine in winter, warm and kind.

Fan Yanmu responded softly, with a hint of concern in his tone: "Well, get up, Fudong, I have something to ask you today, so I have to trouble you to run an errand."

Upon hearing this, Fu Dong immediately agreed, his expression showing a firm determination: "Just give me your orders, Princess. I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"The prince has been worried lately. I guess it may be related to the prince's condition. I want you to go to Linzhou and help me take care of the prince. The most important thing is to ensure his safety."

Although Fan Yanmu's tone was calm, it revealed an anxiety and concern that could not be ignored.

Upon hearing this, Fu Dong blushed and hurriedly explained, "My princess misunderstood. What I meant was that since He Xiang can stay in the palace, I will go and pack my luggage and try to set off this afternoon."

At this moment, Fan Yanmu was already in the palace, facing the high and mighty Emperor Kang Zhong, and respectfully presented the letter: "Your Majesty, this is the letter that my father ordered to be sent back urgently."

Emperor Kang Zhong took the letter with a sharp gaze, and some speculations in his mind.

Before leaving Beijing, Prince An had already discussed this matter with him privately. Now that he had opened the letter and read it carefully, he felt more certain: "It seems that Fan Dejun's letter to the prince is indeed true. They are indeed acting under his name."

Fan Yanmu knew that hiding the truth would be useless, so he decided to tell the truth: "Your Majesty, I have been feeling anxious recently, fearing that something bad might have happened to my father. Therefore, I dare to ask Your Majesty to allow me to go to Linzhou to help my father."

Emperor Kang Zhong was slightly surprised when he heard this: "Are you really determined to go? I won't stop you, but do you know that Xue'er's due date is approaching?"

Fan Yanmu looked determined: "My nephew knows what is going on. I believe Xue'er can understand my choice. She will never stop me from going to Linzhou."

Seeing how persistent he was, Emperor Kang Zhong thought about their relationship and thought that Xiao Zhixue must know and support this decision: "Okay, I agree. Go and get ready."

Fan Yanmu bowed deeply and left the magnificent imperial palace.

It was not until nightfall that Xiao Zhixue learned from the servants that her husband was about to travel to Linzhou to assist Prince An.

Even though she was reluctant in her heart, she just said softly: "My husband, if you have made up your mind, I will not stop you, but I ask you to take Qingming, Sizhu and Xingyu with you. There are still people at home to take care of me."

The ten people in the "Qing" class mentioned by Xiao Zhixue were all donated by Fan Mingrui. Now Fan Yanmu only took some of them away, and the remaining people were enough to protect her who was about to give birth.

Fan Yanmu understood Xiao Zhixue's concerns and accepted her opinion.

At dawn the next day, he led Sizhu and others, with their horses galloping, heading straight for Linzhou. Xiao Zhixue announced to the public that Fan Yanmu was ordered to go on a southern tour to comfort Princess An's concern.

At the same time, Fan Zikun was given an important task. The burden of palace security fell on his shoulders and he was extremely busy.

"Yu Rui, now that my uncle is gone, all the responsibilities are left to me. Father still has a lot of things to deal with."

Xiao Yurui smiled and comforted him, "Your Highness, those who are capable should do more work. With us here, you are not fighting alone."

Fan Zikun smiled helplessly. Although there was a hint of blame in his mouth, his eyes were full of trust. "You, Yuze and Yuxun have been sent by my father to assist my uncle and Grandpa An. You guys have to help me a lot these days."

Xiao Yurui bowed respectfully and assured, "Don't worry, Your Highness, everything is under our control."

Xiao Yuze and Xiao Yuxun, who were far away on the road, were speeding towards Yangzhou, but they never received any news from Fan Yanmu.

Xiao Yuxun couldn't help but feel suspicious and called Xiao Yuze: "Brother Zhan, we are approaching Yangzhou. Logically speaking, the prince shouldn't be traveling so fast. Our speed is already very fast. Even if the prince travels day and night, he can't be so fast."

Xiao Yuze was simple-minded and said directly: "Brother Han, think about it, the prince is worried about His Royal Highness Prince An, and he will naturally speed up his journey. Let's continue on our journey."

Xiao Yuxun nodded in agreement, and the two of them sped up and moved forward at full speed.

They didn't know that Fan Yanmu was in a coma at this time, and Qingming and others were not around.

After walking a few more miles, Xiao Yuxun's eyes moved slightly, and Xiao Yuze immediately understood. He drew a longbow from his horse's back and fired three arrows at the dense forests around him.

Several cries of pain were heard, and the two men rushed into the woods without hesitation, only to see several masked men in gray lying on the ground, groaning.

Xiao Yuxun took a step closer and kicked a dying masked man away, ending his suffering.

Xiao Yuze came to a gray-clothed man who was less seriously injured and asked coldly, "Tell me, what is your purpose in following us?"

Although the man in gray was seriously injured, he remained tough, clenched his teeth and refused to speak.