Song Yi was once again speechless at Shen Mingzhuang's words. He pursed his lips and said, "He Wenshi has gone into seclusion, but I did receive some news before. I heard that in the Weizhou area, someone discovered that He Wenshi had come out to save people."

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingzhuang knew he had found the right person.

Where in Weizhou?

Seeing her so excited, Song Yi felt a pang of sadness. "You still won't give up? Jiang Wang is truly blessed."

Shen Mingzhuang ignored his sarcastic remarks and slapped Song Yi on the back with his short knife. Song Yi winced in pain and took a deep breath. "If you hit me a couple more times and kill me, someone will tell you where He Wenshi is."

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingzhuang pursed his lips, sheathed his short sword and placed it at his waist, then smiled at Song Yi, "I couldn't control my strength. Hurry up and tell me, then I'll leave."

Song Yi, who was still a little annoyed, immediately forgot his displeasure when he saw Shen Mingzhuang smiling at him. It wasn't until he told Shen Mingzhuang about He Wenshi's whereabouts that he realized what was going on.

She's truly a femme fatale!

He had only smiled at me, and now I couldn't even find Donglan or Xibei.

It must be said that a beauty like Shen Mingzhuang is extremely rare these days. Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. Just look at how Yin Chen still has his eye on her; it's clear that what I'm doing isn't unforgivable.

Upon hearing that He Wenshi was in the Qingmaoshan area of ​​Weizhou, Shen Mingzhuang immediately returned to Beiyuan to pack his things, planning to leave the city for Weizhou that very night.

Now is a time to race against time, and she doesn't want to waste a single second. The sooner she finds a way to save Jiang Wang's life, the greater his chances of survival.

When Man Huan heard that Shen Mingzhuang was not taking her and was setting off alone, she almost burst into tears.

"Your Highness, how will you get there, it's such a long way?"

"Horse a horse." Shen Mingzhuang didn't have time to explain anything to Man Huan. After saying that, he slung his simple bundle over his shoulder, turned around, and went out the door. Man Huan chased after him for a few steps, but then stopped.

"Your Highness, please be careful on your journey. Why don't you take me with you? At least I can take care of your clothes and food."

"You stay in the North Garden. I'm going to find someone. Didn't you see my attire? Have you ever seen a young master accompanied by a maid?"

“I can also dress up as a servant. I’m just afraid that Your Highness will feel uncomfortable traveling alone. At least I can take care of Your Highness.”

Shen Mingzhuang knew that the girl was worried about him, so he couldn't help but laugh. He patted her shoulder and said, "Alright, I know. I can take care of myself. I have so many imperial guards around me, so you can rest assured. I still have to come back and marry you off in style."

With tears in her eyes, Man Huan knew that no matter how much she tried to persuade him, it would be futile. She nodded and stopped trying to stop Shen Mingzhuang.

Shen Mingzhuang mounted the horse, trying to find the feeling of riding a horse before. She had ridden a horse in her previous life. The crew funded her to learn how to ride a horse for filming. Now, it felt like a lifetime ago.

Fortunately, she was experienced, and after a while, she raised her whip and started running.

Although the ride on horseback was a bit bumpy, the feeling of speeding along was exhilarating.

It was getting late, and once we left the royal villa, we had to slow down our horses.

Horses are not allowed to roam freely in the capital. Although it was already late, so many horses on the road together would disturb the peace and cause panic. After all, so many horses on the street would make people wonder what had happened.

The group slowly made their way to the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city stepped forward with solemn expressions. Ling Feng stepped forward and showed his waist token. The man's expression changed, and he quickly turned to his companions and shouted, "Open the city gate!"

The group successfully exited the city gate; night had already fallen.

Because they were traveling light and their entourage consisted of skilled individuals, Shen Mingzhuang wasn't afraid of any bandits or thieves. He led his men directly to Weizhou by night.

Weizhou is only a few hundred miles from the capital. A good horse can travel a thousand miles a day. Their horses, while not exactly thousand-mile steeds, are not inferior either, and they covered most of the distance in just a few hours.

The horse could run no more. Benyue stepped forward and said, "Young master, we must rest. The horse can't run anymore; it will die of exhaustion if it keeps running."

Shen Mingzhuang then stopped.

Although Benyue and Lingfeng were both top-notch imperial guards, they were both quite exhausted from traveling all night. However, they saw the Empress act as if nothing had happened. She jumped off her horse, walked to the stream, scooped up some water to wash her face, moved around a few times in a strange manner, and then leaned against a tree to rest.

The two looked at each other in disbelief, unable to believe that this was the Empress who had been pampered in the palace. Could she have been switched at birth?

For the Empress to possess such skill, she must have started practicing martial arts from the womb. Such an Empress... is truly too bizarre.

Shen Mingzhuang noticed that the two people were looking at him, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Benyue Lingfeng, "Is there something you need?"

The two men quickly lowered their heads and respectfully replied, "Young master, would you like to rest here tonight, or..."

"We'll set off after an hour's rest. Go and have something to eat, don't worry about me."

Benyue and Lingfeng nodded, no longer daring to scrutinize Shen Mingzhuang as they had before. After all, she was the Empress. If they displeased the Empress, would they be able to keep their heads?

Shen Mingzhuang took out his water pouch, drank a couple of mouthfuls of water, and ate a few bites of the dry rations he had with him.

"Ling Feng, how much further?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Young Master, there are still about a hundred miles to go. We should be able to reach Weizhou by noon tomorrow."

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