Shi Dami rushed all the way and finally arrived at Huang Mansion.
The red lacquer door was closed tightly, a little deserted. He turned over and got off the horse, stepped forward a few steps, raised his hand and knocked the door knocker.
The knock on the door echoed in front of the silent door.
After a while, the doorman slowly opened a door, poked out half of his body, and asked sleepyly, "Who are you looking for?"
Shi Dami quickly bowed and said with a smile: "Brother, please inform me, I'm here to find an old friend. The wife Linglong in this mansion. I wonder if she is in the mansion?"
When the concierge heard this, a hint of regret appeared on his face, and he shook his head slightly and sighed: "You are late, and your wife has left."
Shi Dami was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face froze instantly, his eyes full of surprise and confusion: "Leave? How could this be... Brother, can you tell where the wife has gone?"
When Shi Dami heard the news that Linglong had left, she was stunned and said in her heart: It turned out that the princess was not dead.
The doorman sighed and said slowly: "That day, a villain came to the mansion and made a big fuss in the mansion. The house changed drastically in an instant. The wife jumped into the well and was lucky to be rescued. But after this disaster, the servants saw that the mansion had lost its past peace, so they took advantage of the chaos to sweep away many things. Now, I am the only one left in the mansion. In order to take refuge, the wife hurriedly left. As for where she went, I really don't know."
Shi Dami was angry and cursed himself: "This Armas is really such a waste!"
He frowned, stared at the doorman like a torch, and asked again: "Everything you said is true?"
The concierge was frightened by his appearance, but he still stubbornly replied: "Of course it's true, how dare I lie!"
Shi Dami was full of suspicion. He didn't believe that things were so simple and insisted on entering the mansion to check it out.
Seeing this, the concierge showed a little displeasure on his face and muttered, "It's useless to see it, nothing inside."
Shi Dami didn't care about these things. She was about to force her into the doorman, but the concierge turned sideways to stop her, which completely angered Shi Dami.
In an instant, Shi Dami's figure flashed, and he bent down like a ghost. He suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed the doorman's neck, pressed him against the door frame, and roared in a low voice: "You'd better not lie to me, otherwise you'll look good!"
The concierge widened his eyes in horror, and his hands tried to thrust Shi Dami's fingers. He made a "whimper" sound from his mouth, kicking his feet, but he couldn't break free.
The concierge did not expect Shi Dami to take action suddenly, and his face changed suddenly. He grabbed Shi Dami's wrist with both hands, trying to break free from the pincer-like confinement, kicked his feet, and fought with him desperately.
However, Shi Dami's eyes had already been killed, and the force in her hands continued to increase, and her knuckles turned white due to the force.
The doorman's struggle gradually became weak, his face turned from red to purple, his eyes protruded, his tongue stretched out unconsciously, his legs became weak, and there was no movement.
Shi Dami let go of his hand and let the doorman's body collapse to the ground. He clapped his hands as if he had done something insignificant, and then stepped into the mansion.
The courtyard was silent, and the bustle and bustle of the past no longer existed.
Shi Dami looked at the rooms one by one and it turned out that there was no one there. The tables and chairs in the room were tilted, and it was obvious that someone had rummaged through it in a hurry.
He walked into the room where Linglong lived, and saw that the jewelry box on the dressing table was open and empty inside, the bedding on the bed was scattered in mess, and a thin layer of dust accumulated on the ground. Every step he took, a burst of light dust raised up, flying in the sunshine sprinkled through the window.
Shi Dami was anxious and hurried to the street market outside. When he saw someone, he grabbed him and asked about the Huang Mansion.
The neighbors who were pulled were panicked at first, but when they heard him inquire about the Huang Mansion, they started talking nonsense.
"Then the Huang Mansion, something strange happened a few days ago. The hostess left, and then there was only one gatekeeper left to guard it. I don't know what happened." An old man shook his head and sighed.
When Shi Dami heard these words, his doubts gradually dissipated and finally believed what the concierge said.
But his mood became heavier and full of annoyance that he had been late, allowing the princess to disappear from under his nose without a trace.
"This Armas is really not enough to do anything! If you can't do such a simple thing well, you're simply a waste!" Shi Dami cursed hatefully in his heart.
Shi Dami took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, thinking about where to look for Linglong next...
Shi Dami knew that he had made a big mistake and killed the gatekeeper, so he should not stay here for a long time. He hurriedly left Huang Mansion, turned over and galloped all the way until he was far away from the place of right and wrong, and then he tied the reins in front of a remote inn.
The innkeeper came up to lead the horse, Shi Dami lowered the brim of the hat, walked into the inn quickly, and asked for a room.
After entering the room, he locked the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat tiredly beside the bed, his heart full of regret and confusion.
He knew that he had caused a big disaster on impulse, and now he not only had to avoid possible pursuits, but also had to find a way to continue looking for the princess.
The dawn light quietly shone on the quiet village. Xi Yu got up early and ordered the secret guards to escort Gan Mei back with a cold expression.
The secret guards took the order and left, and their figures quickly disappeared at the end of the village road.
Xi Yu stood alone at the entrance of the village, looking into the distance, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.
Finally, when the afterglow of the sunset dyed the sky orange-red, the figures of the secret guards appeared again at the entrance of the village.
They quickly walked to Xi Yu and knelt on one knee.
"Master, Mrs. Ganmei has been sent back safely."
Xi Yu nodded slightly, and the expression on his face seemed a little relaxed.
"Thank you for your hard work, go and rest."
Then, Xi Yu turned to Luo Xiaoyu and Xiaohong's room and said, "Stay for another night tonight, and we will set off tomorrow morning."
Luo Xiaoyu's soft response came from the room.
"Assuming everything by the young master's arrangement."
As night falls, the village is shrouded in tranquility, and occasionally a few barkings of dogs come.
Xi Yu was lying on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Various situations that might be encountered next, and strategies for how to deal with them...
Gan Mei finally returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
She didn't care about the fatigue of the journey and walked straight towards her residence.
As soon as he stepped in, a few sharp-eyed little girls came up and bowed their knees. One person said, "Madam, you are back. The young master has been very well-behaved these days, eating well and sleeping soundly, and not crying."
When Gan Mei heard this, her heart that had been hanging over was slowly letting go. She let out a light breath and a gratified smile appeared on her face: "That's good, that's good."
As he said that, he quickly walked into the house.
I saw Xi Ping'an sitting on the couch, fiddling with the small objects in his hand, with his eyes focused.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and saw Gan Mei. A sudden light of surprise flashed in his eyes. He shouted in a slight voice: "Mom!" and then opened his arms to hug him.
He had just learned to speak.
Gan Mei's eyes became hot, and she quickly stepped forward and hugged Xi Ping'an tightly in her arms, kissed her again and again, murmured: "Ping'an, I miss you so much."
Xi Ping'an held Gan Mei's clothes tightly with her little hands, snuggled in her arms, and said softly: "Pingan also misses her mother, where has she been?"
Gan Mei gently stroked his head and said gently: "Mom went to do some things. Now she is back and will never leave Ping An again."
At this time, the maid hurriedly came in to report.
"Madam, Miss Ouyang Linlin asked for a meeting."
Gan Mei was slightly stunned, then she let go of her son in her arms, tidy up her hair on her temples, and whispered: "Come in quickly."
Ouyang Linlin moved her lotus step gently, crossed the threshold, Yingying bowed down, and called softly: "Sister, Linlinte is here to pay homage."
Gan Mei hurried forward and helped her up with a smile on her lips.
"Sister, don't be so polite. You're just in a good state of mind. You should have a good rest in the room. Why did you come out?"
Ouyang Linlin stood up, shook her head slightly, and her eyes showed a little stubbornness.
"Sister, don't think I'm so delicate. After lying down for a few days, I already feel uncomfortable all over. When I heard that my sister was back home, I was thinking about it, so I thought about coming to see my sister...
Ganmei took her hand and led her to sit down on the chair. She looked at her carefully, her eyes full of concern: "Look at you, you are still so strong. But this body is just right, so don't be careless. Just tell my sister if you have any needs."
Ouyang Linlin nodded slightly, her eyes swept to Xi Ping'an beside her, and a hint of gentleness appeared in her eyes: "The young master is getting more and more cute. Sister is really a blessing to be with her young master."
Gan Mei looked at her son in her eyes, with a happy smile on her face: "Yes, with peace around her, it is worth it no matter how hard or tired she is."
Ouyang Linlin bowed slightly, put her hands on her knees, and asked softly: "Sister, I heard that you have gone out these few days, but have you gone to find your husband?"
Gan Mei nodded slightly, with a hint of fatigue and relief in her expression. She roughly explained the experiences of the past few days, but she only hid the dangers and twists and turns, and only said that things had been resolved smoothly.
Ouyang Linlin frowned slightly, and looked worried: "Sister, that little red... is she so good now? I have always kept it in my heart."
Gan Mei raised her hand and patted Ouyang Linlin's back of her hand, comforting her, "Sister, don't worry, I'm living in the same room with her in the inn. This girl is very well-behaved. Although I have lost my memory for the time being, I look at her with a lively eyes, and I must have been frightened for a while. I have made arrangements and I believe she will get better in no time."
Ouyang Linlin nodded slightly, but the worries in her eyes had not completely disappeared.
"I hope so, Miss Xiaohong is also a miserable person. It is her blessing to be able to be taken care of by her sister."
Gan Mei smiled with a smile on her lips and her eyes were firm: "Sister, be content, everything will be fine."
The glimmer of morning light penetrates through the gaps between branches and leaves like a veil, and sprinkles on the road ahead, and the new day begins.
Xi Yu continued on his horse.
Luo Xiaoyu's eyes always fell on Xiaohong unconsciously. Looking at Xiaohong's innocent face, the corners of his mouth would unconsciously rise.
Luo Xiaoyu was filled with joy. She hoped that this journey could be extended infinitely and that the carriage could be slower so that she could spend more time with Xiaohong.
Whenever he wanted to express his inner feelings, he swallowed the words to his mouth.
He was afraid that once he confessed, he would break the beauty of the moment, and he was worried that Xiaohong would change his feelings after he recovered his memory. The inner entanglement entangled him like a mess, making the sky wander between love and fear.
Xiaohong seemed to have not noticed the inner turmoil of Luo Xiaoyu, and was still enjoying the journey innocently. Occasionally, she would feel warm about Luo Xiaoyu's meticulous care, but this warmth has not yet been clearly understood as a specific emotion in her ignorant heart.
Xi Yu occasionally looked back at them, and vaguely guessed Luo Xiaoyu’s thoughts in his heart, but he just shook his head secretly, continued to focus on the road ahead, and led them step by step towards Kunlun Mountain.
The sun was getting higher and at noon, the three of them ran all the way and saw a tea room at the entrance of a village.
The tea room is not big, but it is quite neatly tidy, and the door guitar is swaying lightly in the wind.
The three of them walked into the tea room and found a place by the window to sit down. Xi Yu was tall and looked a little tired of the journey. Luo Xiaoyu was a little absent-minded, and her eyes drifted to the door from time to time, as if she was waiting for something.
After a while, Xiaohong stood up and said she wanted to go to the toilet.
After Xiaohong left, Xi Yu keenly noticed Luo Xiaoyu's strangeness. He put down the teacup in his hand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with you today?"
When Luo Xiaoyu was asked this, her cheeks suddenly turned red like ripe apples. Her hands unconsciously grabbed the corners of her clothes and her eyes dodged.
Seeing this, Xi Yu suddenly realized his heart, his lips raised slightly, and he whispered: "Do you like Xiaohong but you are embarrassed to tell her?"
Luo Xiaoyu seemed to be touched by someone. She was stunned at first, and then nodded quickly, as if she was afraid that Xi Yu would not see her intentions.
Xi Yu chuckled and shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Xiaohong jumping back. Luo Xiaoyu hurriedly put away his shyness and pretended to be calm to pick up the tea cup to drink tea. However, the slightly trembling hand still betrayed his inner tension and shyness...
On the other side, Shi Dami sat alone in the inn room, frowned, her eyes full of anxiety and helplessness. The candlelight on the table was swaying, as if she was also uneasy about his current predicament.
He was wondering how to find the princess. But when he thought of the vast territory of Dadao Country, numerous towns and countless populations, his heart felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Isn’t it like looking for a needle in a haystack to find a person who deliberately hides his traces in this vast world? Moreover, after this incident, the princess must know that there are many dangers, and will definitely be more vigilant and will become more cautious in her actions.
Shi Dami stood up irritably and paced around the house, as if stepping on his nervous heart.
After struggling for a long time, he had no idea. He knew in his heart that it was really difficult to find a princess.
After thinking about it, he sighed heavily and finally made a decision: just go back directly and report the situation to the king truthfully. Although this may disappoint the king and even blame him, there is no better way at the moment.
Shi Dami packed up his luggage, blew out the candlelight, and took advantage of the night to lead his horse out of the inn and galloped towards the direction he came. The sound of horse hooves spread far in the quiet night sky, but it was quickly swallowed by endless darkness...
Liu Xiaoyu took Wang Hu and carefully protected the treasures. He hired several carriages with Linglong and prepared to leave. The carriage was parked at the door, the horse sniffed and his hooves impatiently digging the ground, as if urging everyone to set off soon.
Wang Haipeng stood at the door, with a look of reluctance and complexity on his face, saying goodbye to them one by one.
Liu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Brother Haipeng, there will be a date in the future. Thank you for your care this time."
Wang Haipeng nodded slightly and barely squeezed out a smile to respond.
"You are so polite. It's a fate that we can get to know each other."
Seeing the carriage slowly leaving and a burst of dust raised, Wang Haipeng's eyes followed him until the convoy completely disappeared at the end of the road, and he slowly withdrew his gaze.
He turned around and walked back, but his mood became heavier and more complicated. When he thought that the treasure had been lying quietly under his secret room before, he had no idea that he had never stepped into the secret room, and had no idea that there was such a secret, so he was very upset.
If I had known about this, maybe the treasures had been taken for myself at this moment, and I would not have been like this now. I could only watch them being taken away, leaving me with regret and unwillingness.
Wang Haipeng kept sighing while walking. The sighs echoed in the empty yard, as if he was also telling his helplessness and melancholy at this moment.
Linglong sat in the carriage, and the body was constantly shaking with the rhythm of the horse's hooves. Her body also shook slightly, and her heart was filled with sourness and emotion.
Looking at the unfamiliar scenery passing by outside the car window, she felt more and more that she was really wandering during this period.
Once upon a time, in the Kingdom of Rest, she was a princess and lived a carefree life of luxury and frugality. She only had to appreciate flowers and read books every day. Everyone around her was respectful and had a stable and comfortable life.
But who would have thought that the ambition of Hesheli usurped the throne. Once the storm changed suddenly, the beauty of the past collapsed like a bubble.
Now she is far away from her hometown and is in this strange place. For her own safety, she can only run around and hope for the help of others.
Linglong sighed softly, her eyes full of nostalgia for past life and helplessness for the current situation. She only hopes to see Xi Yu as soon as possible, get rid of this difficult situation, and return to a peaceful life.
At first, she just bit her lips silently and held back her tears, but the sour feeling kept spinning in her eyes and could not be suppressed.
Finally, crystal tears still burst out from her eyes and slowly slid down her fair cheeks, one drop, two drops...
She raised her hand to wipe away the tears, but the tears were like beads with broken threads and could not be wiped out no matter how hard she wiped them.
Linglong simply stopped suppressing her body and let herself sobbed in a low voice. The suppressed grievance, helplessness and longing for her relatives in the hometown all spread in this small carriage space with the crying.
Chapter completed!