The more cowardly a person is, the more wild they are; I've driven the villainous minister craz

At Prince Chen's command, Magistrate Yang sent men to transfer all the yamen runners from the county office.

Two or three hundred people dug for a day and a night and finally dug out a passage.

Mingwei, covered in dust, stepped forward and reported, "Your Highness, the area beneath this mountain has been hollowed out. This collapse must have been caused by severe damage to the mountain's structure, which led to its sudden collapse."

Thinking of something, Mingwei's voice suddenly became hoarse. He opened his mouth, and after a long while, he said, "They have dug out twenty-three corpses. These people all have thick calluses on their hands. They should be miners who work in this area."

"My subordinates also found traces of gunpowder in the rubble, which was most likely the work of people who were secretly mining private mines."

Prince Chen had already guessed these things when he saw the collapsed mountain, but when he heard Mingwei say it to him in person, he still felt a surge of anger welling up in his chest.

Those people truly treat human life like dirt!

He forced back his anger and said, "Keep searching."

"I want to see him alive or dead."

At this moment, Prince Chen deeply regretted sending Yun Shang to do this. If he hadn't sent Yun Shang as an inside agent, Yun Shang wouldn't have encountered this accident.

But it's too late to regret it now.

Seeing the sorrow on Prince Chen's face, Mingwei responded in a low voice, then turned and led his men to clear the ruins.

Hundreds of people searched day and night for two days and two nights, finding eighty-seven corpses, but not the person that Prince Chen was looking for.

Prince Chen stayed at Wushaoling for two days and two nights until a torrential downpour suddenly fell, causing the already unstable mountain to show signs of collapsing again.

Mingwei was extremely anxious. "Your Highness, we can't keep searching like this. This mountain is so big. It would take at least a month to search the entire mountain. Even if Young Master Yun is just trapped in the mountain and not injured, he won't last a month!"

"Your Highness! Give up! You have already done more than enough!"

Letting the rain soak his clothes, Prince Chen stared sadly at the ruins shrouded in mist.

His voice was hoarse, “It is I who have wronged him.”

Mingwei said in a low voice, "Even His Highness didn't expect such an accident to happen."

Magistrate Yang stood aside, also looking disheveled.

"Your Highness, this mountain could collapse again at any moment. It's too dangerous for you to stay here any longer. You should leave."

Several people stepped forward to persuade him, but after hesitating for a long time, Prince Chen finally said in a hoarse voice, "Let everyone evacuate."

……

"My lord, the prince's men have withdrawn. They found nothing and assumed Young Master Yun was dead..."

In a village less than thirty miles from Wushaoling, a young maid with her hair in two buns was softly reporting to a woman in white sitting inside the house.

The woman in white had a slender figure. When she raised her eyes, her stunningly beautiful features suddenly appeared, like spring sunshine pouring out, filling the room with blooming flowers.

Qiaobi was momentarily stunned, only snapping back to reality when the woman spoke. She quickly glanced at the unconscious man lying on the bed and whispered, "Master, shall we just leave it like this..."

Wang Wanshu's gaze fell on the unconscious man on the bed. Her slender, jade-like fingertips gently stroked his cheek, and her voice was soft and melodious, "He is seriously injured and must rest properly."

“But…” Qiaobi hesitated, “Once Young Master Yun wakes up, he will definitely leave. If he tells the Prince about what happened to you in Huicheng County, the Prince will certainly not let you off the hook.”

Wang Wanshu's fingertip rested on Yun Shang's cheek, and she smiled gently, "Then we'll talk about it when he wakes up."

"Now they all think Yun Shang is dead, and maybe they've even held a funeral for him. Who would have thought he's still alive?"

Wang Wanshu's voice grew softer as her fingertips traced Yun Shang's pale lips. "I will make him remember only me."

"he's mine……"

Qiaobi's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a chill run down her spine for no apparent reason.

She always felt that her master was hiding something from her.

"Qiaobi, go and bring the medicine," Wang Wanshu said softly. "It's time to feed him his medicine."

"Yes." Qiaobi didn't dare to delay and quickly went to the kitchen to pour a bowl of the brewed medicine and brought it over.

Wang Wanshu reached out and took the medicine from her hand, waving her hand and saying, "You can go down now, I'll feed him myself."

Qiaobi hesitated and said, "Master, how can you do such a tidying job yourself? I will do it..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qiaobi slowly shut her mouth under Wang Wanshu's cold gaze.

"I am happy to take care of Yunshang myself, how could I feel tired? Go down and buy some nourishing ingredients at the market to make soup for Yunshang to help her recover. Remember to wear a veil so that no acquaintances can see us."

The village where they lived was very remote, and unless something unexpected happened, Prince Chen's men would not be able to find her there.

Qiaobi respectfully agreed and left with the basket.

Wang Wanshu stood by the window, watching Qiaobi's figure disappear before walking back to the bedside and sitting down.

She looked at the unconscious Yun Shang, her gaze slowly falling on the medicine bowl beside him.

She pursed her lips, took something out of her bosom, and poured it into the medicine bowl.

"When you wake up... you'll only remember me." She picked up the bowl and fed the medicine into Yun Shang's mouth, muttering to herself.

As if he had thought of something, the smile on his face couldn't help but widen.

……

At the Yun residence, Prince Chen personally came to announce the death.

Shen felt a sudden dizziness, all her strength was drained away in an instant, and she fell headfirst to the ground.

A hand reached out and caught her just in time!

"Auntie, please accept my condolences."

Shen opened her eyes, trembling all over. When she saw who was supporting her, she tried to stand up in fear and unease, "This woman has been unruly... Please forgive me, Your Highness."

“There’s no need for such formalities now.” Prince Chen helped Lady Shen to sit down in a chair and said sadly, “Yun Shang’s death is inextricably linked to me, and I feel ashamed.”

"Now that things have already happened, I can only try my best to make it up to you. Please rest assured, Aunt, I will definitely send people to take care of you in the future and will invite the best doctors to treat Miss Yunxi."

Yunxi, who was mentioned, stood silently to the side, her eyes vacant, as if her soul had left her body.

Old Man Feng finally realized what was happening. He couldn't help but take a few steps forward, staring intently at Prince Chen, and asked anxiously, "Where is that girl Yu Wan? Could it be that she also..."

Upon hearing this, Madam Shen looked up abruptly and asked urgently, "Yes! Where is Yu Niang? Is Yu Niang still alive?"

A look of shame crossed Prince Chen's face. Shaking his head amidst the two's eager anticipation, he said, "We haven't found Lady Yun. I'm afraid she's with Yun Shang..."

"No—no!" Shen screamed in agony, sliding off the chair, completely overwhelmed by the surging pain and sorrow.

"Mother!" Seeing that Madam Shen had fainted from grief, Yunxi rushed over in a hurry.

She was running too fast and accidentally stepped on her skirt, causing her to fall forward uncontrollably.