The soul-transmigrating princess was neglected, and the twins beat up their father

The prime minister, who was always calm and composed, was now staring at Ouyang Zhi's receding back with his eyes wide open. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking, veins on his forehead were bulging, and his chest was heaving violently.

Suddenly, he turned around and kicked a carved nanmu chair beside him hard.

With a dull thud, the heavy chair was instantly kicked over to the ground, making a heart-pounding crash.

The Prime Minister's face was filled with anger. He turned around and glared fiercely at Chang who was standing beside him.

"This is all your fault! If you hadn't come up with that stupid idea and let that girl Rou'er pretend to be the little princess of the Eastern Liao Kingdom, how could she have ended up like this?"

Chang hugged the unconscious Ye Xinrou tightly, tears pouring out like a flood. She sobbed and argued in a tearful voice, "Master, I did this all for the sake of our family!

Think about it, if people knew that we had treated the princess badly, it would be a serious crime! I had no choice but to come up with this idea... wuwuwu..."

However, the Prime Minister simply refused to listen to Chang's complaints. He snorted coldly and said sternly, "Hmph! Stop quibbling here!

Since you are the one who created this mess, you have to make up for the shortfall of two hundred thousand taels of silver!

"You must send her to Wenxiang Pavilion tomorrow morning. Otherwise, don't blame me for being heartless and ungrateful. I will write a letter of divorce and completely break off all ties with you and your daughter!"

After saying this, the Prime Minister glanced at Chang with disgust, then strode out without looking back. His resolute figure showed no hesitation or nostalgia.

At this time, Chang was staring blankly in the direction where the prime minister left, crying heart-wrenchingly.

She could never have imagined that her good intentions would lead to such a disaster. Not only did her daughter get injured and fall into a coma, she also angered the Prime Minister and even faced the fate of being divorced.

At the same time, Ye Chuxue slowly stepped out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

She was walking alone on the busy street. The noise and hawking sounds around her were endless, but she seemed not to hear them and just walked in a trance.

For some reason, at this moment, she felt an unprecedented emptiness and loneliness deep in her heart.

The familiar streets and crowds in front of me became blurred, and everything seemed like an illusory dream.

Ye Chuxue couldn't help but stop and looked up at the sky. For a moment, Ye Chuxue felt a blank in his mind and completely lost his sense of direction, as if the whole world had become unfamiliar.

At the same time, Yun Muheng always kept a distance of about ten meters and followed Ye Chuxue slowly.

His eyes were fixed on Ye Chuxue's lonely back. However, no one expected that when Ye Chuxue passed by a teahouse, a sudden riot broke out without warning.

In an instant, the originally quiet streets were filled with surging crowds of people. People rushed into the streets like a tide and ran towards the direction where Ye Chuxue was.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chuxue was swept into the torrent and disappeared without a trace.

Yun Muheng, who had been following closely behind, although reacted quickly, was unable to withstand the impact of such a large crowd and could only watch Ye Chuxue being swallowed up by the crowd.

When the crowd gradually dispersed, Yun Muheng looked around anxiously, but could no longer find any trace of Ye Chuxue.

An unprecedented panic suddenly surged through him, causing his heartbeat to accelerate. His eyes widened, veins popping out on his forehead, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists as he muttered to himself, "How could this happen? Chuxue... where are you?"

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

But the anxiety in his heart was like a blazing fire, constantly burning his sanity.

Finally, he raised his head suddenly, and his deep eyes no longer had any warmth, but were replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.

He stared intently ahead, gritting his teeth as he ordered his trusted confidant, Chen Yu, beside him: "Investigate immediately! Spare no expense and get to the bottom of what just happened here as quickly as possible! If you can't find Chuxue, you will be beheaded!"

Chen Yu stared at Yun Muheng in front of him with wide eyes. This was the first time he saw Yun Muheng lose his composure like this.

Yun Muheng's face was as pale as paper, with cold sweat on his forehead and bloodshot eyes, revealing deep fear and worry.

Chen Yu's heart trembled suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that nothing would happen to Ye Chuxue.

At the same time, Chen Yu did not dare to delay for a moment. He nodded quickly, then turned around and ran in the direction Yun Muheng had instructed.

Yun Muheng stood quietly in place, searching around eagerly, not missing any place where clues might be left.

His brows were tightly furrowed and his lips trembled slightly, revealing his inner anxiety.

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard. Yun Muheng looked up and saw Ouyang Zhi walking towards him quickly.

Ouyang Zhi had a smug look on his face, but when he saw Yun Muheng's serious expression, his heart tightened and his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

Before Yun Muheng could speak, Ouyang Zhi shouted, "Where is Xue'er? Did something happen to Xue'er?"

Yun Muheng looked at the anxious man in front of him and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After all, Ye Chuxue had just recognized Ouyang Zhi as her biological brother.

After hesitating for a moment, Yun Muheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself, thinking about how Ye Chuxue hadn't had a peaceful day since she married him.

No wonder Ouyang Zhi rushed into the palace without hesitation and beat him up that day.

Perhaps at that time, Ouyang Zhi already knew that Ye Chuxue was his long-lost sister.

Thinking of this, Yun Muheng's heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.

How should he explain this to Ouyang Zhi?

Ouyang Zhi saw the bitter smile on his face. He refused to say a word from beginning to end, which made Ouyang Zhi become anxious and uneasy in an instant.

Ouyang Zhi's face was filled with anger. He stared at Yun Muheng with wide eyes, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar.

"Tell me quickly! Where is Xue'er? Did you make her angry again?" Ouyang Zhi's angry roar resounded all around.

Facing such an angry Ouyang Zhi, Yun Muheng had no intention of resisting at all. He let the other party grab his collar tightly and spoke slowly.

“I would actually rather leave because I upset her, but that’s not the case!

She disappeared right before my eyes without any warning."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Zhi's fist, as hard as a hammer, hit his cheek heavily.

The punch was so powerful that Yun Muheng staggered and fell to the ground in a mess.

Ouyang Zhi's face was filled with rage, veins popping out on his forehead. He pointed at Yun Muheng and shouted, "You! Aren't you the famous King Yun Xin? And the God of War of your Yunxi Kingdom? Humph! How ridiculous!"

You, the so-called God of War, can't even protect a woman. You are simply a waste!

When this prince finds Xue'er, he will bring her back to our Dong Liao Kingdom without hesitation. From now on, she will never have anything to do with you again!"