The weak prince's queen

Ah Fu and Ah Gui hurried in from outside, came to Xiao Yichen, bowed and reported: "Your Highness, we just asked around around the palace, but didn't get any valuable information."

Xiao Yichen frowned slightly after hearing this, lost in thought. After a moment, he slowly spoke, "No news is perhaps the best news right now. Judging from this situation, Dong'er and Mo Feng should have successfully escaped capture."

Chu Xiyue, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but feel a little puzzled when she heard this. She quickly asked, "Since they have escaped safely, where will they go now?"

Xiao Yichen's eyes were deep, as if he were recalling the past experiences he and Mo Feng had had. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he remembered the mysterious place that he and Mo Feng had once known, and that only they knew. With a slight smile on his face, he said confidently, "I have already guessed their hiding place."

Chu Xiyue's curiosity suddenly piqued, and she couldn't wait to ask, "Where is it? Take me there to find it!"

Xiao Yichen smiled and nodded, and replied, "Okay."

At this moment, Yun Zhuo, who had been standing silently nearby, suddenly interrupted, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate to act so rashly. The streets and alleys are full of patrolling soldiers and search guards. If we go out like this, wouldn't we be walking into a trap?"

Chu Xiyue smiled confidently upon hearing this, patting her chest and replying, "Don't worry, disguising yourself is a piece of cake for me. Just leave it to me."

Before she finished speaking, she swiftly began to search for various clothes and props, preparing to dress up Xiao Yichen and others carefully.

Yun Zhuo couldn't help but give a heartfelt admiration: "The princess's craftsmanship is simply superb and amazing!" His face was full of admiration, and his eyes were fixed on Chu Xiyue, who looked like an old man in front of him.

Chu Xiyue smiled slightly and responded modestly, "It's nothing. It's all thanks to the exquisite makeup techniques of modern times. Okay, let's set off quickly to meet up with Dong'er and the others."

Xiao Yichen extended a hand, carefully protecting Chu Xiyue, and walked out of the room together. Yun Zhuo and Ah Fu followed closely behind, both of them keeping vigilant at all times to prevent any accidents.

Along the way, they disguised themselves as ordinary passersby, spoke in low voices, and were extremely cautious to avoid the patrolling guards. Every step they took was made with trepidation, fearing that they would attract attention.

Finally, Xiao Yichen arrived in front of a seemingly ordinary house. He stopped and looked around cautiously. After confirming that no one was around, he reached out and slowly pushed open the slightly old wooden door.

Mo Feng, who was inside the room, had an exceptionally sharp hearing. As soon as the door was pushed open a crack, he noticed the movement outside. He quickly grabbed Dong'er's hand and swiftly dodged to a hidden spot to the side.

After Chu Xiyue walked into the room, she called out in a low voice, "Dong'er...Mo Feng..." Her tone was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake.

Dong'er, who was hiding in the corner, heard the familiar voice and an ecstatic smile suddenly broke out on her face. She whispered excitedly, "It's the princess!" Before she finished speaking, she rushed out from her hiding place impatiently.

Chu Xiyue saw Dong'er slowly coming out from a distance. Her heart was filled with joy, and she hurried forward. When she was close to Dong'er, she opened her arms without hesitation and hugged Dong'er tightly. At this moment, Chu Xiyue's eyes were sparkling with tears, and she said with a slightly choked voice: "Dong'er..."

Dong'er, who was hugged by Chu Xiyue, was also filled with joy and moved. She responded softly, "Princess..."

At this moment, Mo Feng also walked out of the house. When he saw Xiao Yichen standing not far away, a trace of guilt appeared on his face. He walked up to Xiao Yichen with some self-blame, lowered his head and said, "Your Highness, Aunt Liu... Aunt Liu is dead..."

Upon hearing the news, Xiao Yichen trembled all over as if struck by lightning. He widened his eyes, looked at Mo Feng in disbelief, and asked excitedly: "How could this happen? What happened?" You know, Nanny Liu is the person who has accompanied him since he was a child. To Xiao Yichen, Nanny Liu is not just a servant, but as important as his relative.

Mo Feng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then recounted the entire incident to Xiao Yichen in detail: "It was Aunt Liu who first noticed Qiu Ling and the others' secret moves. In order to allow us to escape safely, Aunt Liu risked her own life to divert the enemies...which ultimately led to her unfortunate death..."

After listening to Mo Feng's story, Xiao Yichen remained silent, but his clenched fists and slightly trembling body showed that he was suffering from immense pain and sorrow. Although he didn't speak, the indescribable sorrow seemed to permeate the air, moving everyone.