Chapter 400 Psychological Trauma

Finally, just when Tiantian's tears of grievance were about to roll down and Wen Li'er was about to give up persuading her.

Yan Shixu said very slowly, almost squeezing out a word through his teeth: "Okay."

Yan Shixu protected his wife and children, strode out of the private room, and walked down the heavily guarded stairs.

As soon as I joined the bustling crowd on Suzaku Street, I was overwhelmed by the sound and light.

The lights illuminated the night as if it were daytime, and the aroma of various foods, cosmetics, and fireworks mixed together, so rich that it could not be dissolved.

The hawkers' shouts echoed one after another, the jugglers' gongs and drums were deafening, and the children's screams and laughter were endless.

Yan Shixu's tall body was like a moving fortress.

He kept Wen Li'er closely guarded by his side.

Any passerby who tried to get closer or just looked at him curiously would be blocked and forced back by his sharp eyes and silent body movements.

The children were closely protected by their wet nurses and guards. At first, they were a little overwhelmed by the strict guard formation. The excitement on their little faces faded and they became a little nervous.

But children's nature could not resist the bizarre temptation before them.

Soon, a lifelike sugar man and a string of bright red candied haws made them forget their uneasiness.

A smile appeared on his little face again, and he pointed at the colorful lanterns and chattered.

Yan Shixu held Tiantian in his arms and stopped in front of a huge, rotating glass carousel.

The little guy's attention was immediately completely attracted.

The lights flicker, illuminating colorful scenes of the story, with galloping horses and dancing ladies.

Tiantian was fascinated by the show. Her little body leaned softly on her father's strong chest, her little hand pointing at the light and exclaiming "Wow...Wow..."

Wen Li'er saw a pear blossom lantern in front of her.

She slightly moved her hand, which was pinched so tightly by Yan Shixu that it hurt, and wanted to go over there and take a look herself.

But in return he just held her tighter, as if he was afraid she would disappear if he let go.

Helpless, she could only give up.

The group walked slowly along the river of lights.

When you walk to the arch bridge beside Jinming Pond, you will enjoy a broad view. Countless lotus lanterns for praying are floating in the pond, and the flickering candlelight complements the brilliant lights on the shore, creating a beautiful scene.

Wen Li'er signaled to stop and wanted to take the children to see the lights on the water.

"Right here, don't go near the water!"

Yan Shixu gave the order in a deep voice and pulled Wen Li'er to stand a few feet away from the poolside railing.

His eyes scanned the water and the surroundings vigilantly.

At this moment——

“Swoosh—Bang!!!”

Without any warning, a huge firework with a dazzling tail of flame exploded in the night sky very close to the arch bridge!

The sound was like thunder from the sky striking overhead.

"ah--!"

The crowd instantly erupted in screams, some cheering in surprise, but more of them were instinctive reactions frightened by the loud noise that was so close to them.

The scene suddenly became a little chaotic.

Yan Shixu's muscles instantly tensed as hard as iron, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he almost reflexively pressed Wen Li'er against his chest. At the same time, he turned sideways like lightning, using his entire back to block Wen Li'er and the children.

The surrounding guards also reacted quickly and instantly contracted their formation.

Although the sword was not unsheathed, a fierce murderous aura was already emanating from it, surrounding the emperor, empress, princes and princesses, and surrounding them with vigilance as they looked around at the crowd that was slightly agitated due to fear.

However, the expected attack did not occur.

It seemed to be just a firework that exploded accidentally. After the loud noise, only brilliant golden light rained down, illuminating the frightened faces.

Yan Shixu ordered people to check where the fireworks exploded.

The guards came back quickly and reported that more than ten people were injured in the explosion. Fortunately, they were all slightly injured and had been sent to the hospital.

Yan Shixu confirmed that it was just an accident, and his tense heartstrings just began to relax a little.

When I subconsciously turned my head to check if the most important person around me was okay——

Beside him, the person whose wrist he was tightly grasping disappeared.

As far as the eye can see, there are Xiaoxiao, Miaomiao, Tiantian, and Zhaozhao and Mumu in the arms of their nanny...

All his dearest relatives, whom he cherished as if their own life, seemed to be swallowed up in an instant by the bright lights and disappeared without a trace!

"Pear?!"

"day by day?!"

"Xiaoxiao! Miaomiao!"

Yan Shixu's pupils suddenly constricted, his heart sank suddenly in his chest, and then burst into a wild beating like a drum, almost bursting through his throat.

Boundless fear instantly froze his limbs.

How is that possible?

He was clearly watching them all the time.

He just disappeared from sight for a moment.

"Where are they?! Where is the Queen?! Where are the princes and princesses?!!"

He roared, his red eyes sweeping over the guards around him, his voice completely distorted by extreme fear and rage.

Zhang Sicheng lowered his eyes and turned away evasively.

"Find it! Find it for me!!"

Yan Shixu pushed away the guard who was blocking his way, and his tall body swayed slightly with shock and anger.

He rushed into the crowd like a furious lion!

What imperial majesty! What composure and steadiness!

At this moment, everything was thrown out of the window.

He roughly pushed aside the crowd blocking his way, ignoring the exclamations and angry glares of others, and scanned the unfamiliar faces with his red eyes.

His eyes were sharp, yet filled with confusion and bewilderment, as if on the verge of collapse.

“Li’er—!”

He screamed his wife's name, his voice trembling and tearing through the noisy night sky.

“Tiantian——! Xiaoxiao——! Miaomiao——!”

"Stop everyone! Block all exits! Don't let anyone escape."

While searching like crazy, he roared orders to Zhang Sicheng who was following closely behind him.

His voice was hoarse and he looked crazy.

Zhang Sicheng kept stealing glances in a certain direction.

He didn't understand what the Queen was going to do.

Didn’t you see that the emperor was so nervous that he was going crazy?

No, the emperor's condition has long been like he's gone crazy.

Ever since the Emperor woke up from a serious injury a month ago, he has been always worried about the Empress and several princes and princesses, and his symptoms have become more and more serious.

Even a rough guy like him could see that this must be some kind of severe psychological trauma.

But if the Empress's behavior today worsens the Emperor's condition...

He felt that he could die as an atonement.

In the shadow of a window in a private room of a teahouse.

Qingmei, Qingzhu and several other palace maids were moved when they saw His Majesty frantically searching for his master and several young masters.

They carefully looked at Wen Li'er's expression.

"Master, are we going out now?"

Wen Li'er had tears in her eyes and shook her head gently.

"Wait a little longer."

The crowd near the arch bridge was frightened by Yan Shixu's sudden crazy behavior and moved away.

The scene, which was originally slightly chaotic due to the fireworks, now fell into greater chaos and panic due to his loss of control.

The guards were facing a formidable enemy. They struggled to maintain order while anxiously searching for the Empress and several young masters.

Yan Shixu's mind was blank, with only the cold tablet in the nightmare and Tiantian's desperate whispers echoing wildly.

He rushed up the arch bridge and then rushed down the bridge, his eyes scanning every corner. Every similar back made his heart stop and he fell into deeper despair in an instant.

Fear was like an icy vine, tightly strangling his heart and throat, almost suffocating him.

"Li'er...children...don't leave me...please...don't leave me..."

At this moment, Yan Shixu deeply felt the despair and sadness of Yan Xingtian in his dream.

The fear that all his loved ones have become tablets, leaving him alone and lonely in the world.

Under the bright lights, Yan Shixu's tall figure appeared extremely flustered and frail, as if he would be crushed by the huge panic at any time.

Just when he was about to be completely swallowed by this overwhelming despair, and the string of his rationality was about to break -