Chapter 227 These are her footprints!

"Shut up!" Nanchuan Shijue roared, his voice filled with despair that was close to collapse. "If anything happens to her, I will never forgive myself!"

"But Master...it's been almost an hour since Miss Ning was thrown into the sea. I'm afraid she..."

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into Nanchuan Shijue's heart.

He began to tremble. What was he afraid of? Was it something dangerous?

He clenched his teeth tightly, and the taste of blood spread in his mouth.

"Miss Ning has always been smart. If she was really Miss Ning, why would she be soaking in the sea? She must have found a way to save herself." Moss murmured.

Like a flash of lightning piercing the darkness, Nanchuan Shijue's pupils suddenly contracted.

Moss reminded him, that woman was damn smart…

He turned abruptly and screamed at the pilot, "Fly east! To the private dock!"

The yacht he gave her was parked at that pier, and he had taken her to visit it.

If she were Ning Fengsheng, she would definitely know every side door and every secret compartment in this manor.

He once spread the architectural drawings of the manor on the bed, and Ning Fengsheng lay there, his slender fingers traced over every line, and said with a smile that this was more interesting than reading a novel.

She has such a good memory, she has a photographic memory...

"How did Miss Si know about that pier, Master..." Moss wanted to say something, but fell silent when he saw the red eyes of Nanchuan Shijue.

The helicopter turned and headed east.

Nanchuan Shijue stared down intently, his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

As the searchlight swept across the beach, his breathing suddenly stopped.

There were no footprints on the rain-washed sand, but he had a strong intuition - she was here!

"Land," he ordered, his voice terribly low.

"Master, this is too dangerous!" the pilot protested.

"I said, land!"

The helicopter barely landed in an open space. Nanchuan Shijue almost jumped out, and the rain immediately soaked him again.

He strode towards the beach, calling Ning Fengsheng's name, his voice extremely hoarse.

A flash of lightning split the night sky, illuminating his pale face and the almost crazy persistence in his eyes.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed on the left.

Nanchuan Shijue's body froze and his blood solidified.

He strode over and saw a set of wet footprints on a balcony.

The footprints were small and thin, with fine grains of sand on them.

Nanchuan Shijue's heart stopped beating again. He stared at the footprints with red eyes as he confirmed them again and again.

When she was thrown into the sea, she was still lying in bed without shoes. These are her footprints!

"Moss, did you see it?" he asked softly, fearing that a loud voice would shatter this false hope.

Moss caught up breathlessly and looked down: "I saw it, Master. It's footprints! There's water dripping..."

Nanchuan Shijue's eyes instantly turned red, and his trembling fingers gently touched the wet footprints...

Measuring with fingers, it is her size.

"It's her footprints." Nanchuan Shijue's mouth curled up into an almost twisted smile. She was indeed here!

Moss looked around in surprise: "Miss Si really knew to swim here to avoid the rain...but why did she hide when she saw the young master?"

Seeing him hiding... these words bit his heart like a poisonous snake.

Nanchuan Shijue walked into the rain, his voice filled with unprecedented pleading: "Ning Fengsheng! Come out! I see you!"

Only thunder answered his call.

The wind and rain were getting stronger. Moss looked at his watch and said, "The storm will come in ten minutes—"

Nanchuan Shijue searched everywhere frantically, not missing any place where people could be hidden.

Suddenly, there was a slight rustling sound in the grass behind me.

Nanchuan Shijue turned around abruptly, pushed aside the snapdragon, and strode forward.

In the rose bush entwined with vines, the vines were torn with pieces of nightgown and spots of blood.

Nanchuan Shijue's heart tightened, and he followed the torn cloth forward until he reached the deepest part of the vines.

Under the flower wall, Ning Fengsheng was soaked all over, her thin nightgown clung to her body, and water droplets kept dripping from the ends of her hair.

She made a barely contained cover of vines and leaves, like a wounded animal trying to hide herself.

But those bright eyes, hidden among the vines, were caught by Nanchuan Shijue at a glance.

"Ning Fengsheng..." His voice was hoarse, and he reached out to push aside the vines. "I caught you."

The figure trembled suddenly, and jumped up like a frightened deer and tried to run away.

Nanchuan Shijue moved even faster, pulling her into his arms and holding her down tightly.

Her body was frighteningly cold, and she trembled violently and struggled in his arms.

"Let me go!" Ning Fengsheng's voice was weak but stubborn, "You can't keep me locked up like this, you can't throw me into the sea..."

She held a sharp stone in her hand and smashed it hard on Nanchuan Shijue's forehead.

The stone scratched his skin, and blood immediately gushed out, dripping along his brow bone...

"Miss Si!" Moss came over holding an umbrella, "What are you doing?"

Ning Fengsheng looked at Nanchuan Shijue's injured forehead in horror, then looked at his own hands, and his whole body began to tremble.

She was too scared, it was just a stress reaction...

"Shengsheng..." Nanchuan Shijue hugged her tighter, afraid that she would disappear if he let go. Rain and blood dripped onto her face. "I'm sorry..."

Ning Fengsheng was shivering, the high fever made her confused, and her instinctive fear and terror made her want to find a safe place!

"Master, the storm is coming in three minutes!"

Nanchuan Shijue picked up the man and carried him sideways.

"Don't even think about throwing me into the sea again... I want to go home..." She struggled in his arms, dizzy from the high fever, her whole body sore, but she couldn't resist his strength.

Nanchuan Shijue's eyes felt sore, and salty liquid mixed with rain water flowed down again.

Damn it, what did he do? He almost killed her with his own hands...

"Shengsheng, even if I throw myself into the sea, I will never throw you into the sea again..."

"I don't want to go into the sea...it's so cold...Nanchuan Shijue you bastard..." Ning Fengsheng was still shouting in confusion.

"If anyone dares to hurt a hair on your head again, I will never let him go...including myself!"

The gate on the east side of the manor slowly opened.

The servants rushed forward in the rain to open the car door. Nanchuan Shijue gently put the person into the car and wrapped her in a large towel.

He held her cold hand, rubbing it to warm her blood: "Don't be afraid, I will take you home... We will go home soon."

Ning Fengsheng's strength had long been exhausted, and he could only let him do whatever he wanted.

Her lips were purple and her face was as pale as paper, only her eyes were still staring at him stubbornly.

The car sped through the storm, lightning lit up the sky and thunder was deafening.

When they arrived at the castle, dark clouds rolled over the sky and a storm formed on the seashore, as if it was going to swallow up the whole world.