He didn't believe that Gan'er just disappeared like that.
I can't believe that the child is gone just like that.
"Your Highness, there is heavy snow on the mountain tonight. The traces of our ascent have been completely covered, and there is a high possibility of an avalanche." Ying Yi hesitated for a moment before continuing.
This happened overnight.
Even if there were traces of the prince, they were all covered by the snow, which means that if the prince was no longer alive, his body was likely covered by the snow.
Even if the person is still there, he is definitely not on the mountain.
So no matter what, there is a high chance that they won't find anyone.
King Jin waved his hand and said, "You guys go down and rest first. We'll look for it tomorrow."
"Father, Mother, is my brother back?" Zhao Yong caught a cold last night because his brother was captured. He only got better now. When he woke up, he heard that his father had returned.
He rushed over without stopping.
Zhao Yong paused as soon as he entered the room. He could clearly smell the odor of medicine and the low and depressing atmosphere in the room.
"Mom, what's wrong with mom?"
He walked to the bedside and looked at the seriously ill woman on the bed with his red eyes.
"Yong'er, your mother is sick. Go back to your room and rest now that you have recovered." Prince Jin had no time to comfort his second son, so he asked the servant next to him to take the child away.
"Father, I want to stay here with my mother." Zhao Yong was reluctant to leave and looked at Prince Jin eagerly.
Prince Jin said solemnly, "Yong'er, be good and listen to me."
Zhao Yong asked timidly, "What about my brother? Hasn't he been found yet?"
"Second Young Master, please go back with me." Ying Yi stepped forward and said.
He wanted to stay but was afraid of being lectured by his father.
Zhao Yong's face flushed red. He felt wronged and worried about his mother and brother. He clenched his hands and then let go. He was angry at himself for being too young and useless, but helpless.
When turning around, Zhao Yong glanced at the vase on the bed and knelt down with a "bang".
"Little fairy, please save my mother and my brother, okay?" The little man and his group of people shed tears.
"Little Immortal, please, help Yong'er one more time, just like last time."
"Yong'er has nothing to offer in return. I only hope to exchange my life for the lives of my brother and mother."
Just as everyone in the room was stunned, Doctor Song next to him knelt down.
"Bodhisattva who saves the world from suffering, please save the prince and the princess!"
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