The princess returns strongly, and the divorced regent is busy chasing his wife

When they returned to the foot of the mountain and reunited with the soldiers there, Siyu and Jun Sa also found them based on the marks they left along the way.

Siyu saw Ouyang Miaoling being supported by Nangong Mingxuan, and hurried forward to greet him. "Master...are you injured?" Siyu asked with concern.

Ouyang Miaoling replied with a smile: "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious, don't worry." She patted Siyu's hand gently to show that she was fine.

However, Siyu still looked at her worriedly, her eyes full of concern. "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to wait in the shabby house?" Ouyang Miaoling asked helplessly, with a hint of blame in her tone.

Siyu lowered her head and said softly, "Master, I am worried about you, so I decided to come and see if I can help."

Ouyang Miaoling felt a warm feeling in her heart. She knew Siyu's concern and loyalty to her, but she didn't want Siyu to take the risk to come here.

"Well...we almost caught Leng Yu, but unfortunately he ran away. There must be a bigger conspiracy behind them," Ouyang Miaoling frowned and said in a heavy tone.

She felt frustrated. She had originally thought that she could successfully catch Leng Yu and expose the conspiracy behind him, but now everything became confusing.

Siyu widened her eyes and asked in surprise, "Really? That's such a pity! However, Master, you have tried your best, and you are injured, so you need to have a good rest." Ouyang Miaoling nodded and looked at Siyu gratefully. Then he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Siyu could see that her master had something to hide, so she took the initiative to ask, "Master, is there still no news about Feng Xing?"

Ouyang Miaoling did not give a direct answer, but nodded at her.

Siyu had prepared herself mentally on the way here, but she still felt a little disappointed when she heard her master say this.

Ouyang Miaoling couldn't bear to see Siyu's disappointed expression, so she comforted her, "We have already stayed here as if we were safe. We are searching the area. I believe there will be news about Fengxing, so don't worry too much for now."

Siyu could see that her master cared about her, so in order to reassure everyone, she forced herself to cheer up and said, "Master, I'm fine. It wasn't easy to find him in the first place, and now there's just no news. It's not like he's dead. Don't worry, I'm fine. Whether he's alive or dead, I've already made the worst-case scenario plan in my mind."

Everyone felt sad but helpless after hearing Siyu's words.

While everyone was resting and adjusting, suddenly a burst of messy footsteps came from far away, and everyone immediately became alert.

As the chaotic footsteps approached, the soldier on sentry duty in the distance shouted, "Commander Wushang is back."

Wushang came in a hurry with a group of people. They were carrying a stretcher behind them. It was hard to tell who was lying on the stretcher. When Wushang approached, he rushed to Nangong Mingxuan, bowed and saluted, and reported: "Master... we found Fengxing, but he has lost consciousness. It seems that he was tortured to madness. He didn't recognize any of us and attacked us at first. In order to bring him back safely, we had to take extreme measures to knock him out and bring him back."

After hearing Wushang's report, Siyu was the first to react. She flew towards Fengxing's location like crazy.

Then she looked at Feng Xing, who was lying motionless on the stretcher, with an expression of disbelief. She was trembling all over. She used all her strength and stretched out her trembling right hand, wanting to touch the messy hair that was scattered all over Feng Xing's face.

"Fengxing...Fengxing, open your eyes and look. It's me, it's Siyu. What happened to you? How did it become like this? What did they do to you?" Siyu's voice was filled with endless sadness and pain, which made people feel sad.

However, when Feng Xing really opened his eyes, Si Yu fell into despair again, because Feng Xing's eyes were full of fear and confusion, and he seemed to be unfamiliar with everything in front of him.

"Feng Xing! Don't you recognize me? I am Siyu!" Siyu's tears burst out like a broken dam, dripping onto Feng Xing's face. At this moment, Feng Xing's body trembled slightly, as if he felt Siyu's sadness.

Feng Xing's eyes gradually focused, and he finally saw Si Yu clearly. His lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say a word. Si Yu held Feng Xing's hand tightly, trying to convey her warmth and care.

"Feng Xing, you will definitely get better. We will face this together." Si Yu said softly, with a determined light in her eyes. Although she was extremely sad, she still believed that Feng Xing could overcome the difficulties and regain the old Feng Xing.

Just as Siyu was holding his hand and trying to comfort him, Fengxing suddenly became angry, pushed Siyu away, and yelled at her: "Get out of here!" After that, he raised his fist and prepared to hit Siyu.

"Si Yu... don't get close to him, he can't control himself anymore and may hurt you at any time." Wu Shang shouted anxiously.

However, Siyu did not listen to Wushang's words. She stared at Fengxing closely, her eyes full of concern and worry. When she saw Fengxing raised his fist, she rushed towards Fengxing again without hesitation, trying to stop him.

This time, Feng Xing did not control his emotions, and he punched Si Yu fiercely. Si Yu had no time to react, and took Feng Xing's punch forcefully. Her body flew backwards like a kite with its string cut, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Siyu's face turned extremely pale, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

Ouyang Miaoling hurried forward to check Siyu's pulse. After a while, she withdrew her fingers, looked at Siyu with a serious expression and said, "You have serious internal injuries. What you need to do now is to protect yourself. Fengxing still needs your care. If you continue to hurt yourself without thinking, if you fall down, Fengxing will never get better."

Siyu looked into Ouyang Miaoling's eyes, tears streaming down her face. "Master... do you think Fengxing can be okay?" Siyu said in a choked voice.

"Yes...I definitely will," Ouyang Miaoling said firmly.

Feng Xing was madly attacking the people around him, while Nangong Mingxuan, Jun Sa and others were watching from the side.

"Your Highness...this is not a solution. We need to control Feng Xing as soon as possible and then prescribe the right medicine to treat him," Jun Sa suggested.

"Good...Wushang..." Nangong Mingxuan greeted him, and Wushang understood instantly. He took advantage of Fengxing's unpreparedness and knocked him out again.