When Wen Wanqiu saw that the situation was not good, she turned around and immediately called for help from the house. Unexpectedly, she was knocked unconscious and taken away by the man in black behind her.

At this time, Hanshuang also arrived at the door of the princess's mansion, but wherever he touched, there was no figure of Wen Wanqiu at all.

"Princess?" Hanshuang asked the boy guarding the door.

"The princess just went in the direction of Prince Ye's Mansion." The boy reported back.

Hanshuang's eyes darkened slightly and he walked quickly towards the Night King's Mansion.

However, the oncoming carriage stopped him.

When the carriage drove to Hanshuang, before Zhui Feng could stop the carriage, Hanshuang asked first, "Is the princess in there?"

Zhui Feng's eyes widened, he stared at Han Shuang in confusion and said, "No!"

"Then you just saw the princess along the road?" Hanshuang continued.

Before Zhui Feng could say anything, Ye Sichen had already raised the curtains of the car and said, "Where is your princess?"

Listening to Ye Sichen's words, Hanshuang knew something was wrong, "My princess was waiting for the prince at the door, and then she disappeared."

Ye Sichen flew to the ground and said to Zhui Feng: "Send the prince to the princess's house, and then gather people to find the princess."

"I obey," Zhui Feng said solemnly.

At this time, Hanshuang also knew the seriousness of the matter, so he turned around and went back home to call for help.

Suddenly, Ye Sichen felt something foreign hitting his feet.

Slowly picking up the thing, it was the hairpin that Wen Wanqiu had just dropped.

Ye Sichen took out the fire stick from his arms, lit it on the ground and took a look.

A rut mark is clearly visible, which is different from the crease just past the Night King's Mansion.

The car mark is obviously deeper, which is caused by the car being filled with heavy objects.

Zhui Feng also drove the carriage back at this time.

Ye Sichen cut off the ropes that tied the cart together, jumped on his horse, and galloped along the ruts.

Zhuifeng led a pair of men and horses, following Ye Sichen from a distance.

Finally, Ye Sichen found the abandoned carriage at the entrance of Wanmin Alley in the city.

He looked at the alleys extending in all directions with his deep eyes, and frowned resolutely.

Wanmin Alley, as the name suggests, is an alley where thousands of people live. The roads in it are full of twists and turns, and there are many ways to travel.

This also put Ye Sichen in a difficult position. If the gangster ran away or entered any courtyard, it would be difficult to find him.

In the princess's palace, Wen Qi looked cold and said to Hanshuang: "Go and send a message to His Highness the Second Highness and ask him to send someone to look for him immediately."

"Yes, I obey."

At this time, Wen Wanqiu slowly wakes up.

The burning sensation on the back of her neck made Wen Wanqiu know that she had been kidnapped.

Wen Wanqiu's hands and feet were tied with ropes, a black cloth was covered in front of her eyes, and a piece of cloth was stuffed in her mouth, making her unable to speak.

The soft touch under her body and the fragrance of rice on her nose told Wen Wanqiu that this place should be a grain depot.

Suddenly, the sound of clattering footsteps came to my ears.

Wen Wanqiu felt that she had returned to her previous posture, pretending that she was still awake.

"What should I do with this person?" A man with a loud voice asked.

"Listen to what the boss said, someone will take her to the palace in a minute." Another man with a slightly shrill voice responded.

Suddenly, the man's footsteps gradually approached Wen Wanqiu.

Wen Wanqiu tried her best to calm her mood.

The man walked up to her, took out a small brown bottle, put it under her nose and shook it gently.

Wen Wanqiu suddenly felt another cool smell coming over her and quickly held her breath.

"Okay, the amount is too big, it won't be good if you can't wake up for a while." The man said with a loud voice.

"I know." The sharp-sounding man responded angrily.

But when I was putting away the porcelain vase, I looked at Wen Wanqiu's fair face, and felt itchy in my heart. I touched her delicate face and sighed, "She's so damn slippery! If it weren't for the emperor's sake, I would have wanted her."

Deal with this girl on the spot."

Wen Wanqiu, who was pretending to be dizzy, immediately felt a tremor in her heart. It was actually Emperor Zhou who had found someone to kidnap her.

"Okay, let's go now, you don't want to die anymore." The man with the loud voice spoke again.

The sharp-sounding man was obviously not satisfied. He stretched his hands to Wen Wanqiu's breasts and threatened, "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I can be a ghost and be romantic. Do you understand?"

Feeling the gradually burning breath, Wen Wanqiu couldn't help but her heartbeat was abnormal, and her eyes that couldn't understand things made Wen Wanqiu even more frightened.

As soon as that unscrupulous hand touched Wen Wanqiu's skirt, Wen Wanqiu, who was sensitive to touch, suddenly raised her foot and kicked the man.

"Hey..." The unsuspecting man was kicked directly by Wen Wanqiu, and fell to the ground hard.

The man then got up from the ground with an angry face, and stared directly at Wen Wanqiu on the ground with his eyes as wide as copper bells.

Snap.

The sharp-sounding man raised his hand and slapped Wen Wanqiu, "Bitch."

The powerful force caused Wen Wanqiu's hair to fall apart, her cheeks tilted sideways, and the strip of cloth in her mouth flew to the ground.

The white cheeks were swollen, with five clear red palm prints printed on them.

Upon seeing this, the man with a loud voice hurriedly ran forward to control the man who was about to raise his hand again, "You don't want to live anymore."

Wen Wanqiu, who had nothing in her mouth, immediately shouted: "Get out of here, get out of here...Ye Sichen, save me..."

This undoubtedly angered the petty and shrill man again. Regardless of the obstruction, he raised his foot and kicked Wen Wanqiu, "You little bitch, I think you have had enough."

Before the man's feet landed on Wen Wanqiu, all he heard was "Puff...dong."

I saw a long sword with cold light piercing the man's raised leg.

"Ah! It hurts... it hurts so much..." The man who was so arrogant just now hugged his legs and wailed on the ground.

A proud man in black robe slowly descended from the hole in the roof.

When he looked at the restrained woman cowering aside, and the dazzling red color on his face, the man's whole body erupted with terrifying anger, like a Shura in the abyss, making people shudder at the sight of it.

"Sir, have mercy on me." The man's legs were bent, and he knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

Wen Wanqiu, who was still in shock, listened to the noisy voices in her ears, her head slightly swelled.

The man's slap just now was so hard that she was dizzy and fell backward uncontrollably.

A pair of big hands appeared at the right time and embraced Wen Wanqiu's shaky body.

"Let me go..."

Wen Wanqiu struggled to break free instinctively.

Suddenly, the familiar scent of sandalwood rushed straight to her nose. Wen Wanqiu's eyes immediately became moist, and she asked with a slightly trembling voice: "Ye Sichen, is that you?"

"It's me." A deep male voice sounded above Wen Wanqiu's head.

These words calmed Wen Wanqiu's anxious heart, and she allowed the man to hold her in his arms.

Ye Sichen moved gently to untie Wen Wanqiu's body.

The black veil fell to the ground, and Wen Wanqiu finally saw the handsome face she was looking forward to.
Chapter completed!