523 Little Sly Jiang Killing Everyone (3)
“Auntie, have you seen such a tall madam who looks similar to me just now?” Yu Wan asked an auntie who was setting up a stall.
The auntie smiled and shook her head. “I’ve never seen her before.”
“Think about it again,” Yu Wan said.
The auntie smiled and said, “If I see a beautiful madam like you, I will definitely remember her.”
Yu Wan thanked her and held Yan Jiuchao’s hand as they continued walking. What Yu Wan did not expect was that she was not the only one searching on the streets tonight.
The Prince Consort was also lost. To be precise, he left without saying goodbye.
The Prince Consort was the master of the Queen Manor. He could go wherever he wanted, and no one was holding him back. However, he would never stay out all night. If he really needed to go far, he would definitely leave a letter to inform the Queen of his movements.
This was the first time the Prince Consort had left without a word. After two nights, there was still no news.
The Queen’s heart was in chaos, but she did not dare to make a fuss. She could only send spies to secretly search. After two days, she could not sit still and came out to look for him. However, she did not find the Prince Consort. Instead, she saw a face that made her heart skip a beat.
… The Eldest Princess’s face!
The Queen had not seen the Eldest Princess many times. The first time was when she was young, but she was still young at that time and did not remember the situation when she met her. The second time was after the Eldest Princess became an adult, she went to the Ghost Clan to discuss the wedding with the King of the Ghost Clan.
She saw her sister, who had been abandoned by Nanzhao since she was young, who was a hundred times more beautiful than her. It was no wonder that the Ghost King was willing to exchange the holy artifact of the Ghost Clan for her.
She thought that she would never see that person again in her life. But who would have thought that she would appear in front of her again?
However, the face only appeared for a moment before disappearing. The Queen stood there and blinked. Was she seeing things? She pushed through the crowd and walked forward.
Yan Jiuchao’s eyebrows moved slightly. He reached out without looking sideways, grabbed Yu Wan’s head, and pressed her into his arms.
The Queen walked past Yan Jiuchao and continued to search for that face in the crowd.
“Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?” Yu Wan was asking a vendor about her mother’s whereabouts and was caught off guard. She raised her hand and tried to remove the arm, but who knew that even though he was a deeply poisoned person, he was not weak at all.
The Queen walked far away. Yan Jiuchao put down his arm.
Yu Wan looked at him angrily. “What were you doing just now? My hair is in a mess.”
Yan Jiuchao flicked her forehead. “Silly!”
Yu Wan gasped. How suicidal was she to bring this guy out to look for her mother? She better not be dead from the anger before she found her mother.
Yu Wan looked at his elegant back and widened her eyes. “Hey, wait for me, it’s not in that direction! You’re going the wrong way!”
… .
After a night of searching, Yu Shaoqing and Helian Beiming arrived at the foot of the mountain outside the sacrificial soldier camp. The little snow fox jumped off Helian Beiming’s lap, and the air was filled with the aura of Madam Jiang again.
The little snow fox stood in front of a bush and squeaked.
“Yu Gang,” Helian Beiming said.
“Yes.” Yu Gang walked forward, pulled out his sword, and stirred in the bushes. He said in surprise, “There’s a path here!”
Helian Beiming gestured to the guards accompanying him. The group walked forward and cleared the smokescreen, revealing a wide and flat path.
“Squeak!” The little snow fox darted out.
Yu Gang and the guards followed closely. Helian Beiming and Yu Shaoqing sat on their horses and followed without hesitation. After taking a few steps, Helian Beiming felt an unusual aura. It was true that he had lost all his martial arts, but his intuition about martial arts was still there. He frowned and said, “Sacrificial soldiers camp?”
“What camp?” Yu Shaoqing didn’t hear her clearly.
“The sacrificial soldiers camp,” Helian Beiming repeated, his expression solemn. “It’s a place to nurture sacrificial soldiers.”
The Helian family also had a similar place, but it was not so big, nor was it… so terrifying.
Helian Beiming closed his eyes and focused on sensing for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom. “There are forty junior sacrificial soldiers here, twenty-three silver-masked sacrificial soldiers, eight… eight gold-masked sacrificial soldiers.”
As soon as he finished speaking, even he was shocked. Even he only had four golden-masked sacrificial soldiers in his hands. Such a huge scale had long exceeded the rules of Nanzhao. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that there was such a terrifying faction under the Emperor.