The sudden silence behind him intensified Dorje's agitation.

Before he could send it, a familiar fragrance and soft sensation came from behind him, and Dorje was taken aback.

A woman's questioning voice came from behind.

Aren't you leaving?

Dorje suddenly felt better again.

He carried Qingyin on his back and ran into the distance.

—

Meanwhile, several groups of people who had secretly learned of the news also sent their guards to search for the kidnapped Lady Jarut.

Among them, Huang Taiji was the last person in the palace to find out.

Having vaguely discovered that the kidnappers were people contacted by Hailanzhu, Huang Taiji arrived at Consort Chen's Guanju Palace.

"Your Majesty, what brings you here?"

Upon seeing Huang Taiji's handsome and dignified face, Hailanzhu greeted him with delight.

Huang Taiji looked at Hailanzhu's still beautiful and gentle face, his eyes unfathomable. He tentatively asked, "Has something happened to the Yehenara family?"

Hailanzhu recalled the instructions she had given Dorje. Could it be that Dorje had already kidnapped Zhalute? Perhaps Zhalute was now disfigured and had been thrown into the deep mountains and forests. A hint of joy unconsciously appeared in her eyes.

But remembering that the Emperor was still in front of her, her expression changed slightly. Controlling her emotions, she revealed her usual worried expression, "Really? What happened to the Yehenara family?"

Huang Taiji didn't miss the fleeting look of relief in Hailanzhu's eyes. A chill ran through him; Hailanzhu had changed after all. He could only pity Jarute...

Considering Zhalute's current danger and situation, he might take advantage of Nan Chu to find Zhalute first. Now that Zhalute is Nan Chu's wife, he can't easily make a move against her. But if Zhalute is missing and doesn't exist, he can hide her. Perhaps Zhalute will be willing to return to his side, after all, they still have two daughters.

Upon having this thought, Huang Taiji's eyes inexplicably burned with desire. He glanced at Hailanzhu briefly before suddenly leaving.

At Guanju Palace, watching Huang Taiji come and go so suddenly, Hailanzhu suddenly lost all her strength and collapsed into a chair.

"Peilan, do you think the Emperor came because he discovered that I was the one who did it?"

Hailanzhu held Peilan's hand tightly.

Perlan's hand ached from being gripped so tightly, but she suppressed her pain and tried to comfort the Empress, "No, Your Majesty, the Emperor only cares about you, and after all, the Lady of Zhalute is only the wife of a minister."

"Yes, you're right. I am the Emperor's Consort Chen, the wife of a minister. How could the Emperor have connected me to this?"

Hailanzhu muttered to herself, seemingly convincing herself.

Perlan hesitated, though the Empress and the Princess of Zhalute seemed to have no relationship. But what kind of person was the Emperor? Could those palace relationships really be kept secret from him?

Pei Lan looked at the inexplicably deranged Consort Chen, but ultimately did not say anything.

After all, the Empress had already done it. As a servant, she would die whether she did it or not, so what other choice did she have?

Taihang Mountains.

Nan Chu, with her men, had discovered that the kidnapper of Qingyin was Dorje, the younger brother of Hailanzhu's ex-husband. Recalling Dorje's relationship with Consort Chen, and Dorje's older brother who had died young and was close to him, Nan Chu's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"It would be best if they didn't find out that this person has any connection with Consort Chen, otherwise he'll definitely kill that woman!"

Looking at the dense forests and shrubs of the Taihang Mountains before him, Nan Chu thought of Qing Yin's escape in such a place and wondered how much suffering she had endured. Thinking of this, his murderous intent towards Duoji and Consort Chen intensified.

"Take your hunting dogs and search for the thieves separately. Once you find them, do not alert them. And remember, whatever you do, do not harm the Princess Consort."

"Yes!" The guards responded in unison and silently dispersed in all directions.

Dorje carried Qingyin on his back and continued walking deeper into the jungle. After walking for a while, he suddenly said, "It seems like it's been a long time since I've heard birds singing."

Qingyin listened quietly for a while and realized that the only sound around her was the man's footsteps. It was eerily quiet.

"Did a wild animal scare the birds away?"

"Not a beast, but a human." Dorje said softly, his eyes becoming increasingly cautious as he surveyed his surroundings, ready to use his lightness skill to carry Qingyin away at any moment.

Just then, a large net was thrown down from the treetop. Instantly, Dorje pulled out a thin, cicada-wing-like short blade from his pocket, sliced ​​open the net, and jumped out. With one hand on his back, he carried Qingyin and fought with the black-clad man who had jumped out.

Several times, Dorjee was almost in dire straits, but he escaped by luck and strength. However, no matter how powerful he was, he still had to protect Qingyin and suffered several injuries.

Qingyin had already moved from his back to his arms and buried herself in Dorje's embrace. She could already smell the strong smell of blood on Dorje.

Dorje shook off the men in black.

"Master, Song Yi's group spotted the Princess Consort and the thief, but the thief managed to shake them off."

Nan Chu looked at the guards who had lowered their heads and his eyes darkened.

"Keep chasing him. He's injured and can't have gone far."

"yes!"

...

On the other side, Dorje was indeed badly injured, with several crossbow bolts in his back. He was carrying Qingyin, and the blood on his body flowed for as long as he had gone.

To prevent the bloodstains from being discovered by those people, Dorje forcefully squeezed several handfuls of wet mud and stuffed them onto the wound to stop the bleeding.

At this cost, blood won't spill on the ground anymore, but people will still be in so much pain that their faces will turn pale.

Qingyin noticed that the man's face was truly deathly pale, his lips were also deathly white. When he noticed her observing him, he lowered his head and suddenly smiled, "If I die, will you go back to your husband's side?"

"No, there are several suitors pursuing me. The Princess Consort is quite popular. But I wonder who will be the first to notice the beautiful Princess Consort when she is alone. Maybe if she gets caught by them, she will be a caged canary for the rest of her life."

Qingyin: "..."

Why aren't you saying anything?

Are you scared?

Qingyin's face paled a little from the noise. She glared at Duoji, whose face was much uglier than hers: "If you keep talking, you'll bleed to death."

Dorje chuckled softly, "The Fujin is so kind."

Even a kidnapper like him cares about his life or death.

Dorjee thought that if he had met her earlier when she was still unmarried and his older brother was still around, he might have followed Qingyin like any other ordinary man, just to please her.

Unfortunately, he was going to die.

He's a pathetic wretch who couldn't even find out the cause of his older brother's death.

Dorjee wanted to laugh, but he saw his own smile looking terribly ugly in Qingyin's clear eyes.

The men in black following behind were still close behind, but suddenly another group of men in black appeared in front of Dorje.

Dorjee was forced to stop.

He held Qingyin in his arms, coldly watching the handsome man who appeared behind the group of men in black standing opposite them.

He grinned, a forced smile on his face, and said, "I remember this is Lord Nan Chu, the husband of Lady Zhalute, isn't he?"

Standing opposite him was Prince Yu, his handsome and dashing face turned toward Qingyin in Dorje's arms, and a faint smile of excitement suddenly appeared on his face.

Look what he discovered! A beautiful woman who had been kidnapped by thieves. The beauty was found by him, the hero, and some wicked thoughts began to stir within Prince Yu.

"I am Prince Yu, and Princess Consort of Zhalute. It's been a long time."