He Ying gave Sang Yan three days to recuperate her body and mind.
After three days, he quietly left the palace.
He is wearing a snow-colored brocade suit, with a dark gold dragon-patterned belt tied around his waist. His long hair is tied up with a white jade hairpin, and he holds an ivory folding fan in his hand. At first glance, he looks much younger, and he is a personable and graceful man.
/Young Master Liu.
The carriage in which your noble son travels.
The carriage is understated luxury.
It looks ordinary from the outside, but very spacious inside. There is a small tea table with tea and snacks, and a soft carpet. There is a sachet hanging on each corner, and the tassels of the sachet are inlaid with agate, jade and other jade stones.
"Emperor, Second Master——"
Pei Muyang lifted the car curtain and said with a panic look on his face: "Just now the guard went to deliver a message, and the guard said, Sang, Miss Sang is not there, she has not returned home."
"What?"
He Ying frowned and looked unhappy: "She didn't go back home? Where did she go back to? The Jiang family?"
He thought that Sang Yan missed her late husband and returned to the Jiang family to become a widow.
Pei Muyang would rather Sang Yan return to the Jiang family than this situation.
"Say, said he went to the palace. No, he didn't come back."
His voice was trembling, and he was very scared - Miss Sang clearly left the palace, but did not return to Sang Mansion. Could something have happened on the way? Or... ran away?
No matter what the possibility is, it is not a good thing!
He Ying was sitting in the car, enjoying tea leisurely. Hearing this sentence, he crushed the cup.
"Crack."
The crumbs of the cup pierced the skin.
Drenched with blood.
"emperor!"
Pei Muyang let out a low cry and quickly took out a handkerchief to bandage him to stop the bleeding.
"No need. It's okay."
He Ying pushed him away, his expression cold and terrifying.
He seemed to feel no pain, and while pulling out the piece of debris, he said: "Let the secret guards go in and investigate first. Both the Sang family and the Jiang family will conduct a secret investigation."
"yes."
Pei Muyang quickly got out of the car and asked the secret guard to find the person.
After a while, he came back and said comfortingly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Miss Sang will be fine under the Emperor's feet."
He Ying didn't think anything would happen to her.
When she left the palace, it was daytime. From the palace to Sang Mansion, as Pei Muyang said, the emperor's feet were under martial law in the imperial city. Patrols were constant, and no one would dare to do evil.
Since no one did evil, it was her fault—heh, did she run away?
"I still feel a little softer towards her."
He overestimated his control.
He should have captured her as soon as possible after she left the palace.
In fact, he should have occupied her early, instead of trying to win her heart first.
The wait is long and excruciating.
The wounds on his hands gradually clotted and stopped bleeding.
Pei Muyang took water, soaked the handkerchief, and gently wiped away the dried blood on his hands.
He watched quietly without saying a word, feeling so irritated that he wanted to kill someone.
For a moment, he had the illusion of returning to his childhood - being restrained, suppressed, ridiculed, powerless, and pitiful like a trapped animal struggling to fight.
When the secret guards spoke back——
"Miss Sang is not in Sang Mansion."
"Miss Sang is not in Jiang Mansion."
These two words stung his heart - did he really run away? He favored and favored her, only to get her to avoid him like a snake or a scorpion?
Seriously—it’s so unreasonable!
"Go back to the palace!"
He had a sullen face and tightened his thin lips, and those two words seemed to be squeezed out of his mouth, with a bit of hate.
After hearing this, Pei Muyang immediately asked the carriage driver to turn around and return to the palace.
It was very quiet on the way back to the palace.
Pei Muyang knew that the emperor was in a bad mood, and he was still in a bad mood that could not be coaxed, so he obediently kept his mouth shut.
After returning to Qingning Hall, he immediately asked the eunuch to call the imperial doctor.
He Ying's hand was bleeding again.
Maybe he exerted force unconsciously, and the wound on his palm split open for the second time, and a lot of blood flowed out.
Pei Muyang was frightened when he saw it, and hurriedly persuaded her in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Miss Sang's whereabouts are unknown, and there may be some hidden secrets. You must take care of the dragon body and find her as soon as possible."
He Ying had a cold face and remained silent.
The atmosphere in the hall was freezing cold.
Until the guard leader Lu Zijin came in: "Your Majesty, the minister has found out the whereabouts of Miss Sang."
When He Ying heard this, his expression was very calm, but his body was very honest and he could see that he had relaxed a little.
He leaned on the dragon couch, watching the imperial doctor bandage his wounds, and asked, "Where is she?"
Lu Zijin replied: "Sang Mansion has a Zhuangzi outside the capital. After Miss Sang left the palace, she directly hired a carriage and went to Zhuangzi."
"Zhuangzi?"
He Ying did not expect this outcome. He felt distressed and angry at the same time: "Why did she go there? Who asked her to go?"
How about going to Zhuangzi as a boudoir daughter?
Are the people in Sang Mansion tired of living?
"Wei Chen doesn't know."
"Go check it out!"
"yes!"
*
Sang Yan didn't know what happened in the palace.
She stayed in Zhuangzi for four days and saw no one from the palace, so she felt that He Ying was tired of her and she was free.
The mood is so refreshing.
When people are in a good mood, they want to go out and have fun.
Sang Yan took a carriage and went out to play.
Considering that I met Jiang Ke last time around Zhuangzi, I decided to go to the Imperial City this time.
The imperial city is very prosperous.
I took a quick look at it on the day I left the palace, but I still missed it very much.
Although the Dog Emperor is a dog, the Dahe Dynasty did have the spirit of a powerful nation under his rule.
"Just stop here."
Sang Yan looked at the bustling rouge and gouache shop with a smile on her face.
There is no woman who does not love beauty.
Even though she is a salty person, she is also very interested in cosmetics.
"Yes. Miss."
The servant Dong Chuan reined in the horse, stopped the carriage, jumped off, knelt on the ground, and used his back as a pedal for her.
When Sang Yan saw him, she didn't step on him, but jumped down while holding up her skirt.
This action is very indecent.
She knew it, but it was rare that she was in a good mood, so she indulged herself and released her true nature.
It scared Dong Chuan so much: "Miss!"
He screamed in surprise and was still frightened when he saw her landing firmly on the ground: "Miss, you can't be so reckless. What will happen if you fall?"
"It's okay. This little height is nothing."
Sang Yan didn't take it seriously, waved her hand, and went to the shop.
Little did he know that this scene had all fallen into He Ying's eyes.
"So this is what she looks like outside."
After He Ying learned that Sang Yan was living in Zhuangzi, he also found out the reason, but instead of arresting her, he had people monitor her to see what she would do if she left him.
After learning that she was going out today, he also left the palace and met her halfway.
At that time, he opened the folding fan, half-hiding his face, and followed into the shop.
Pei Muyang also wanted to go in.
He Ying glanced at him and whispered: "Just let Zi Jin follow."
Lu Zijin is the leader of the guards. He was on leave before. To Sang Yan, he is a new face and will not be exposed.
Pei Muyang was different. Sang Yan had seen him too many times. As soon as he appeared, his identity was obvious.
"yes."
Pei Muyang returned to the carriage knowingly.
Lu Zijin followed into the shop.
There were people coming and going in the shop, almost all of them women.
He was very nervous, thinking about the emperor's strange disease, and kept in front of and behind him, for fear that the woman would touch him.
"Don't be so nervous."
He Ying looked at the charming girl picking things from a certain distance and smiled fondly: "I bought everything she saw."