Sima Yixuan said nothing more and hurriedly left with Gan Nan. He looked at Gan Nan and asked softly: "Are you sure what you saw was Yi'er?"
Gan Nan nodded and said with certainty: "It must be Miss Cong. She looked back when I called her. Unfortunately, there were too many people on the street and she didn't see me. She probably thought she heard wrongly and left.
It opened. I wanted to rush over, but was blocked by the crowds on the street. When I rushed over, Miss Cong had already left. She must still be in the capital, but we didn't find her. We'll search carefully now."
Sima Yixuan frowned slightly and said softly: "Could it be that I guessed wrongly and that Mr. Su is not pretending to be?"
"Probably not." Gan Nan said with certainty, "When I left Yinxiang Tower, Cong Kehui and Princess E were still there. Even if I wasted some time on the street, it would not be possible for Miss Cong to have time to change her identity freely. Moreover,
Although Mr. Su has a delicate appearance and is a bit frail, he does not have the shyness of his daughter's family, and when he talks about Miss Cong, he is calm and composed, without deliberately concealing anything."
Sima Yixuan also said with some confusion: "If you go by what you said, maybe I have guessed wrong. I also feel that when he and I talked about Yi'er, his attitude was very natural and without any personal emotions. But,
I still have some doubts about the true identity of Mr. Su."
"As long as Miss Cong stays in the capital, we will definitely be able to find her." Gan Nan said firmly, "Looking at her description of her dress, her current situation should be good, at least she is living comfortably, so she should live in a good environment.
She shouldn't feel wronged because of some worries."
Sima Yixuan smiled softly and said: "Gan Nan, what you said is really unpleasant to hear, but it is the truth. I mean, she will not be stupid enough to harm herself to find inner balance. I can guess that she is now
She must be looking at us and laughing proudly, because we still haven’t heard any news about her, although she is around us. This reminds me of the first queen of the Daxing Dynasty. She has extremely high martial arts and can
She hid it from the First Emperor of the Daxing Dynasty for four whole years. This is the secret history of the Daxing Dynasty. However, the first queen is the successor of Liuyun Sword Art. It is not surprising that she has such exquisite skills. Although I know that I have some martial arts skills.
, but, can she have such outstanding martial arts?"
Gan Nan hesitated for a moment and said nothing. Thinking of Cong Yi'er who suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, it was hard to say how good Cong Yi'er's martial arts was. However, what was certain was that the woman who could suddenly disappear under his eyes, she,
It was really the first one. Even if Dierun was a master of Qinggong trained by Prince Xuan himself, it would be impossible for him to disappear for no reason. However, Cong Yier had disappeared in front of them many times.
Gan Nan searched the entire capital. He was confident in his abilities. He grew up in the capital. There was no corner of this capital that he was unfamiliar with. However, it was really strange. He actually
There is just no trace of Cong Yier, whether it is a luxurious residence or a hidden residence, there is no trace of her!
He did not alert anyone, but quietly searched the capital with Gan Bei. He was worried that if someone knew that Cong Yi'er was missing, it would be detrimental to Cong Yi'er. After all, many people now knew that she was the future princess of Prince Xuan, so
Based on what Prince Xuan said at the wedding of the second prince and Cong Xiai, many ministers in the court knew that Prince Xuan was going to marry Cong Yi'er. If someone had malicious intentions, something might happen to Cong Yi'er, a weak woman.
.
But where is Cong Yi'er? They searched for three days, but there was still no news. It was so baffling!
Cong Xiai opened the door, and the autumn atmosphere outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. The leaves fell to the ground, all withered yellow color. Her spirit was not very good, she was a little weak, and her face was pale. Mrs. Cong looked melancholy.
Wait, I really don’t know what to do. The second prince had ordered her not to come in and out of here at will. She came in quietly while the second prince was not around, spent money to take care of the slaves here, and relied on the power of Prince Cong’s palace.
She could finally come over secretly to have a look. Fortunately, Su Yahui was also related to her, so she usually turned a blind eye and didn't say anything, which was still good.
"Xi Ai." Mrs. Cong called out sadly. She heard that her daughter had been feeling unwell these past few days. Now I see that it's not just uncomfortable, she should be quite uncomfortable.
Cong Xiai looked back at her mother and turned around. It was really not a good thing for her mother to see like this, especially since there was something wrong with her. Last night, the second prince acted like a madman.
, let her dress up like Cong Yi'er. Thinking about it, she almost wanted to vomit. If a person is crazy, he can be like this. "Mother, why are you here? If the second prince knows, what will happen again?"
There are so many more things to do.”
"He's not here." Mrs. Cong approached her daughter and saw some vague bruises on her daughter's exposed neck. She trembled in her heart and lowered her head sadly, "Xiai, maybe everything is really okay.
It’s just fate, you’d better not antagonize the second prince too much, after all, he is already your husband and your man for life.”
Cong Xiai didn't speak. She looked at the scenery outside in a daze, watching the leaves falling one by one. She said softly and slowly: "How is Cong Yi'er now?"
Mrs. Cong shook her head and said: "I have no news about her. She should still stay in Prince Xuan's Mansion. I have tried every means to make her grow into a completely annoying guy, but I still can't prevent her from becoming
Your enemy."
"Maybe if we weren't like this, she wouldn't be my enemy." Cong Xiai said tiredly, "If she had always been the one that everyone paid attention to, maybe we could each have our own highlights, and we wouldn't have to be like this now.
We have been guarding against her all our lives, but we still lost in her hands in the end. Mother, maybe we care too much about her, but we have harmed ourselves."
"It's not that you don't have a chance." A slight voice quietly flowed into Cong Xiai's ears. The voice was so familiar, "As long as you are willing to give yourself a chance, you may still be happy."
Cong Xiai looked around and saw nothing. She glanced at her mother and said, "Mom, I'm a little tired. If you have nothing to do, please go back first. Maybe the second prince will come after a while.
It's time to come back. If he sees it, I'm afraid something will happen again. From now on, don't come here often. My daughter doesn't want her mother to always worry about her daughter. If anything happens, she will ask her slave to inform you."
Mrs. Cong hesitated for a moment, turned around reluctantly, but felt very sad in her heart. Should she bear some responsibility for Xiai's current appearance? She still can't let go of the old grudges. Is she right or wrong?
Was he taking revenge on that woman or on himself? Why did it end like this in the end?
Seeing her mother leaving, Cong Xiai faced the empty room and said coldly: "My mother has left. You can come out. You can come here. Is Prince Xuan also here with you?"
Together?"
A woman in light pink clothes stood quietly in the courtyard, looking at Cong Xiai with a gentle expression. Cong Xiai had lost a lot of weight and looked haggard, and there were traces of time between her eyebrows, but she was exquisitely beautiful.
She is still there. She is indeed a beautiful woman. Although her beauty is a bit too elaborate, she is indeed beautiful. "Hello, long time no see."
Cong Xiai said coldly: "How do you feel when you see me in such a desolate state? Are you very happy? The second prince is very affectionate to you and often thinks of me as you. If the second prince sees you here, he will definitely
I will be very excited, but it’s a pity that he is not here at this time.”
Cong Yi'er said softly: "Cong Xiai, do you really plan to spend your whole life making yourself so unhappy?"
"Are you here to teach me?" Cong Xiai snorted softly and said indifferently, "Forget it, now I am content with my current situation. These pains can let me clearly know that I exist."
Cong Yier sat down on the railing and looked at the shoes on her feet with a smile. They were embroidered with exquisite patterns. Ancient items were so delicate. Even a pair of ordinary shoes had such exquisite workmanship and such beautiful patterns. The skirt
The gentle swing in front of me is very eye-catching, "You can allow him to treat you as me. This is not your personality."