Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

"Go find it, go find it quickly!"

The veins on the back of Li Heng's hands bulged and his face looked ferocious, which made Lu Feilin's heart tremble.

He felt strange. It was the imperial concubine's personal maid Ling'er who was missing, so why did the prince care so much about it?

If I heard correctly, the prince just called the princess's name to the purse.

Isn’t the princess dead?

Before he could think about it, Li Heng had already walked out of the temple first, and Lu Feilin hurriedly followed.

The heavy rain washed away all footprints and bloodstains, leaving no trace.

They could only search around the ruined temple.

After a while, the guards sent by the emperor met up with them, and only then did they realize that it was people from southern Xinjiang who kidnapped Ling'er.

Li Heng's expression was so ugly that it couldn't be described. What if Ling'er had already...

Li Heng tightly gripped his purse, not daring to think too much.

The guard team grew larger and the search area expanded, and soon there was movement.

"My Lord, I found an arrow."

A guard found a broken arrow deep in the woods. The arrow was extremely ordinary and had no special features. It could be forged in any blacksmith shop in the capital.

People in southern Xinjiang are good at riding and shooting. Could it be that Xingyao was hit by an arrow?

Li Heng had a bad feeling in his heart.

The sky was getting darker and darker. After a careful search, the bodies of three people from southern Xinjiang were finally found by the bank of a turbulent river.

He died in the same way as Minister Yao, with his carotid artery cut by a knife.

One of them was shot in the shoulder and the other was shot in the arm. The broken arrows found earlier were from the two people.

Li Heng's brows were tightly knitted together, his heart was burning like fire.

"Have you found Ling'er?"

The guard shook his head: "No, we only found three people."

"Then look for it again!" Li Heng's eyes were bloodshot, almost bleeding.

"Yes!"

*

At the entrance of the palace, Ji Xingyao was in a dishevel, his hair was a mess, his palace clothes were wet and stuck to his body, and his lips were white from the cold.

Her palace badge was snatched away by people from southern Xinjiang, so she was unable to prove her identity and was stopped outside the door by the guards and not allowed to enter.

She was dripping with water and shivering with cold.

After waiting for a long time, she met a familiar eunuch. With the help of the eunuch's badge, she finally entered the palace.

Fortunately, it was already dark, so she didn't encounter many people along the way. She walked quickly, taking small steps, and when she was about to reach Yonghe Palace, she saw a figure standing under the eaves of the palace gate in the distance.

"Empress!" Ji Xingyao's emotions, which had been suppressed for a whole day, burst out at this moment. She no longer cared about anything else and ran quickly towards Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan, who was feeling uneasy, was brought back to his senses by the shout: "Xing... Ling'er!"

When Ji Xingyao ran closer, Wen Yuan hugged her in his arms: "I'm glad you're back, I'm glad you're back, I was scared to death."

Ji Xingyao felt a sore nose. She patted Wen Yuan's back with her backhand and said, "I'm fine. I'm sorry to have worried you."

Ji Xingyao in Wen Yuan's arms was wet, wetting the hem of Wen Yuan's clothes, but she seemed unaware and held him tightly in her arms.

Wen Yuan didn't come to his senses until he noticed Ji Xingyao was trembling slightly.

"Madame Li, quickly prepare some hot water and make some ginger tea."

Ji Xingyao was brought into the bathtub by Wen Yuan. After she took off her sticky clothes and was surrounded by warm water, she felt that she was finally alive.

"A-choo." Ji Xingyao sniffed and sneezed several times.

Seeing this, Wen Yuan said worriedly, "The fever just got better last time, but it's only been a few days and it's back again."

"I shouldn't have a fever, but I seem to have a cold." Ji Xingyao had a bad nose and a heavy nasal voice.

"Who would have thought that I would be so unlucky that I could be kidnapped just for buying dessert."

Ji Xingyao was completely speechless. She felt that she and Tai Fengchao were just incompatible. Since she came, nothing had gone well for her.

When she learned that Wen Yuan had lied about having a stomachache to trick Li Zhao into coming to Yonghe Palace in order to save her, she stared silently at the misty water vapor and whispered:

"Ayuan, why do I feel so useless? It seems like I'm always holding you back."

"Nonsense, you don't have that." Wen Yuan was annoyed. "When did you learn this kind of inexplicable reflection? Who taught you that? I'll tear her mouth apart."

Once Wen Yuan gets angry, the consequences are serious. Ji Xingyao always has to coax her for a long time before she can smile.

"Don't be angry, I was just kidding." Ji Xingyao held her hand and shook it gently in front of her chest. Apologizing in a coquettish manner was Ji Xingyao's specialty.

Of course, Wen Yuan was not angry with her, but he felt distressed.

This silly girl spent half her life's money to spend three months with her, but she actually felt like she was holding her back.

Nanny Li brought a bowl of ginger tea, and Ji Xingyao held his breath and drank it all in one gulp.

After a while, a warm air flowed through the body, which was very comfortable.

She lay comfortably in the bathtub and described to Wen Yuan the life-and-death escape she had just experienced.

"Who did you say saved you?"

"It's Tang Ying."

"He's still alive!"

As Ji Xingyao expected, Wen Yuan was very surprised to hear the news, and there was also joy in his surprise.

When she smiled, her eyes sparkled and she was extremely charming.

"Just stay alive, just stay alive."

No matter how many years she has lived in feudal society, she is still a modern person who believes in equality for all at heart, and she does not want anyone to die because of her.

The guilt she felt towards Xiaoying had already caused her to repeatedly linger on the edge of depression. The news that Tang Ying was alive was the most gratifying thing that had happened to her in such a long time.

"It's good to be a coach, better than being a secret guard." Wen Yuan had a faint smile on his face.

"Yeah." Ji Xingyao laughed along.

The two of them giggled for a long time before stopping.

Ji Xingyao's expression darkened as he said sternly, "The appearance of people from Southern Xinjiang in the suburbs of Beijing is definitely not a coincidence. Their hatred for Taifeng cannot be resolved by a marriage."

Wen Yuan nodded in agreement. Li Zhao naturally understood such a simple truth better.

No matter what he wanted to do, it was meaningless to Wen Yuan. She didn't care and didn't pay attention.

She was like a stagnant pool, but because of Ji Xingyao's arrival, her life began to flow. She knew that once Ji Xingyao returned, she would return to the state of a stagnant pool until her death.

"Ayuan, I lost your palace card."

"It's okay, just hit another one." Wen Yuan didn't care much.

Ji Xingyao shook his head: "The palace badge was taken away by the people of Southern Xinjiang. I suspect they will send people to sneak into the palace."

Wen Yuan didn't understand what she meant. What did it have to do with her if people from southern Xinjiang sneaked into the palace?

"I have an idea."

"what?"

"I'll borrow your knife to kill you and help you escape."