The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

At this time, a middle-aged man in black clothes and a cloak suddenly appeared on the lakeside path like a ghost. He looked at the lonely white figure not far away, shook his head helplessly, sighed, and walked towards him.

"Awang, you've been looking for her for six years, and you still haven't given up?"

"You saw it when you risked your life to rush back that year. The cabin had already been burned to ashes."

The cloaked man's voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been polished by sandpaper. It slowly spread in the quiet air, with a hint of helplessness and vicissitudes.

Ji Wuwang put down the jade flute in his hand, his eyes dimmed as he looked at the calm lake, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The cloaked man walked up to his side and continued, "Let's take a step back. Even if the little girl is really still alive, you haven't found her after searching for so long..."

"If you can't find it, then it's not your destiny. If it's not your destiny, then stop looking. Why confine yourself to a prison and suffer in it?"

"If it weren't for her, you would be the ruler of the world now."

"The Imperial Master once asserted that you have the destiny of an emperor. In my opinion, you are better off without her."

Ji Wuwang's hand holding the jade flute tightened unconsciously, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and blue veins were faintly visible on the back of his white jade hand.

His eyes were dark, and his words were filled with an indissoluble paranoia: "I will find her. I will definitely find her."

"Uncle Snake, you don't understand."

Ji Wuwang raised his head slightly and looked at the night sky. The moonlight sprinkled on his handsome face, reflecting the loneliness and stubbornness in his eyes.

"Without her, I wouldn't be okay..."

Uncle Snake knew that there was no point in persuading him.

He shook his head helplessly, took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it to Ji Wuwang, and said, "This is a letter that Nangong Liuli sent to the northern border. It's for you. I brought it here specially this time."

As he spoke, he sneered, a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "Humph, all these years, those people thought you had never set foot outside the northern border, but they didn't know that you traveled all over the country, searching for people right under their noses..."

"The Qi family even sends several letters to our northern border every month..."

Ji Wuwang didn't say anything, just took the letter casually, but had no intention of opening it.

Uncle Snake, who was standing by, saw this and said, "Open it and take a look. I heard that the envoys from the Nanyue Kingdom will arrive in the capital in a few days. Nangong Liuli has been lying dormant for so long, she will definitely not miss such a good opportunity."

"It just so happens that we are going back to Beijing to look for him this time. Maybe we'll meet him there."

Upon hearing this, Ji Wuwang opened the letter and began to read.

Uncle Snake leaned over and sat on the grass nearby, talking to himself, "Over the years, whenever there's even a sliver of news about that girl, you've rushed over like a moth to a flame, reckless. But the result is always nothing, your hopes dashed time and time again."

As he spoke, he pulled up a piece of dry grass at his feet and twisted it casually in his hands: "I hope this time, it's real..."

He just couldn't understand why such an outstanding, handsome and tall young man could be so obsessed?

After reading the letter, Ji Wuwang said calmly, "You guessed right. Nangong Liuli is going back to Beijing. She hopes I can help her get rid of Ji Wuyuan."

"So what are your plans?" Uncle Snake asked without hesitation.

Ji Wuwang said calmly, "My only purpose in returning this time is to find someone. I don't want to get involved in other matters."

This is what rejection means.

Uncle Snake had already expected this result.

In the past one or two years, Ji Wuwang's pace of searching for people has become more and more urgent. He was even indifferent to the news of Ji Wuyuan's death not long ago, let alone such a complicated and lengthy plan to help Nangong Liuli take revenge.

Uncle Snake knew what he was anxious about. If the little girl were still alive, she would have been sixteen years old, well past the age of marriage and could have gotten married...

What if, by the time he found that little girl, it was too late and she was already married? He was afraid...

Uncle Snake didn't dare to think about such a scene.

......

At the same time, in the lowest part of the capital, deep in the narrow, dim and dilapidated alleys, a group of ragged, disheveled beggars were huddled in the corner, exuding a disgusting stench.

Suddenly, several tall figures appeared in front of them. The leading man wore a silver mask, had a stern face, and exuded a chilling aura. The two men behind him were holding a young woman in their hands.

The people who came were Xie Zhiyan, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and Concubine Wang.

In the dark night, the beggars could not see their faces clearly and huddled together in fear.

Xie Zhiyan raised his hand, and Zhang Long and Zhao Hu threw the beautiful lady Wang among the beggars.

Suddenly someone brought them a beautiful woman. The beggars were stunned at first, and then their eyes lit up as if they had discovered a rare treasure.

They couldn't remember how long it had been since they had seen a woman, let alone a young woman with fair skin and luxurious clothes.

It was obvious that she was not an ordinary girl. She must be a young lady from a wealthy family, someone they had never dared to dream of.

However, because the men in black were so intimidating, the beggars looked at each other and did not dare to act rashly.

Concubine Wang's eyes widened in horror, filled with panic and despair. She struggled desperately, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Xie Zhiyan, you can't do this to me!"

"I like you, is that wrong?"

"How could you be so cruel to me?!"

Xie Zhiyan sneered, his tone cold and cruel: "Your biggest mistake is that you shouldn't have set your sights on her."

"Since you enjoy destroying people's innocence so much, I'll let you have a taste of it too."

Under Concubine Wang's incredulous gaze, Xie Zhiyan said coldly, "This woman is a gift to you."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The beggars' eyes suddenly widened, each of them flashing with excitement. An old beggar with a face full of pus-filled sores rushed forward first, followed by a group of people swarming over.

Some grabbed her skirt, some pulled her belt, and all of them were messing around with her...

Concubine Wang was so frightened that her face turned pale. She desperately tried to protect herself and screamed, "Don't touch me! Get away!"

"A bunch of shameless and despicable people, if you touch me again, I will have someone kill you..."

Before Lady Wang could finish her words, several rude men slapped her in the face.

But her cries and struggles were in vain when facing a group of starving beggars.

Soon, intriguing sounds began to echo in the dilapidated alley, rising and falling without stopping...

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu both turned their backs and stood guard at a distance. They both covered their ears with their hands at the same time.