Yuan Zhao realized that he was half-held in someone's arms.
The familiar fresh smell of pine, a broad and strong chest, and a strong and steady heartbeat.
She instantly realized who was holding her.
She groped in the darkness, grasped the man's arm, and then climbed up. She called out softly,
"Ayan..."
A low "hmm" came from behind.
"I am coming……"
Yuan Zhao turned around almost suddenly, threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly.
Huo Yan also reached out to hug her. He felt the person in his arms trembling slightly, so he gently patted her back and lowered his head to kiss her cheek to comfort her.
"Zhao Zhao, it's okay... I'm coming..."
"It's okay..."
Before he could finish his words, a soft touch blocked his way out.
Yuan Zhao had never been so excited before, as if he wanted to convey the trembling of his body and mind to him.
She put her hands around his neck and hugged him tightly, not wanting to think about anything at this moment.
Huo Yan was stunned for a moment, then he held her waist, accepting and responding to her.
Emotions came like a storm, and as their lips touched, he felt her fear, terror and uneasiness.
At first, Yuan Zhao took the initiative, but gradually, he gained the upper hand.
He guided her, soothed her, and soothed all her insecurities and anxieties.
Until the person in his arms slowly went limp, he slowly let go of his hand and kissed her cheek again.
"Zhizhi is still here..."
Yuan Zhao finally woke up as if from a dream. She turned her head and saw her chubby little daughter sitting at the end of the bed in the faint moonlight.
He even covered his eyes.
She sat up and hugged Zhizhi. Yuan Zhizhi hadn't seen her mother for a long time and missed her very much.
Daddy has finished kissing, now it's her turn to kiss.
She hugged Yuan Zhao's neck, kissed him many times on both sides, and then snuggled into her arms like a little pig, sniffing the scent of her arms.
【Mom, mom! Zhizhihao misses you! 】
Yuan Zhao also kissed her little face, then thought about the important matter and looked at Huo Yan and asked,
"How did you get in?"
Huo Yan took her into his arms, still half holding her, and explained to her,
"I saw the news that you stayed at the foot of the mountain. It has been confirmed for several days. You also caused a disturbance in the Northern Qiang area. Only then was you able to take advantage of the lax guards tonight and get through the mountain."
Yuan Zhao thought of something and couldn't help but feel nervous.
"There are many hidden weapons on the mountain. Are you all right?"
Huo Yan shook his head. Before he could say anything, Zhizhi rushed to answer:
[Mom, mom! It's all thanks to Zhizhi! Zhizhi's friends gave Zhizhi and Daddy the safest route!]
Yuan Zhao was a little confused after hearing this, but now was not the time to think about it.
"Where is Qingzhi?" Qingzhi usually rests outside. She is a member of the Eagle Guard and has martial arts skills.
"Before I left the capital, the Imperial Hospital made the incense that Duota used to sneak into the princess's mansion. They also developed an antidote. Qingzhi fell asleep."
Huo Yan glanced at the sky outside. Although he had found a way to have people detain Duota in Xiaoyue City, he couldn't tell when Duota would come back.
So he said, "Dota will come over sometime tonight. Get dressed and I'll find a way to get you out."
Yuan Zhao nodded, and she immediately got out of bed and tiptoed to take the clothes that Qingzhi had folded and placed on the couch before going to bed.
The dress was complicated and had no lights, so she put it on almost randomly.
After putting on his clothes, Huo Yan tied Yuan Zhizhi behind him as usual and pulled Yuan Zhao out.
Before leaving the hospital, Huo Yan told her,
"The garden is heavily guarded. Don't make any noise. Just follow me."
…
In Xiaoyue City, Eagle Guards were constantly entering and leaving the palace.
"Your Majesty, there are none in the West City."
"Your Majesty, we haven't found it in the East City either."
"Your Majesty, there is currently no trace of the Second Prince in the North City."
"Your Majesty..."
News came one after another, but no one found the second prince Duoming who was imprisoned.
Dota sat on the golden throne, his long legs crossed, his forehead supported by his hands, his long eyelashes drooping so that the expression in his eyes could not be seen.
The atmosphere in the hall was extremely oppressive and terrifying. In front of a row of Eagle Guards was a pool of blood, and a person with wide-open eyes lay in the blood.
He was one of the jailers who was originally responsible for guarding the second prince.
He was not killed by a sword cutting his throat, but suffered torturous punishment.
The other jailer was so frightened that he was trembling all over, and a pool of unknown liquid was flowing out of his lower body uncontrollably.
He looked at his companion's wide-open eyes and could only kneel before Dota, kowtow and beg for mercy.
"Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty, spare my life!"
"I deserved to die. Someone gave me a sum of gold and asked me to help deliver a letter to the Second Prince!"
Dota chuckled, stood up, and walked down slowly. He lifted the man's chin with his blood-stained sword, and placed the tip of the sword against his throat.
"Who gave it to you?"
The jailer was so frightened that he almost broke his voice and spoke incoherently, "I... I don't know him, but he looks like a Central Plains person..."
Duota slowly turned and looked at Helian Chang who had been kneeling on the other side of the hall.
Helian Chang raised his head upon hearing this and denied it repeatedly, "Your Majesty! It's definitely not me! The Second Prince has never liked me. It's impossible for me to have anything to do with him!"
Duota glanced at Helian Chang lightly, and with just that one glance, Helian Chang felt as if his heart was tightly grasped by someone and stopped beating.
Although he knew Dota was ruthless and merciless, with unpredictable moods, today was the first time he witnessed how Dota interrogated a prisoner.
It's even more evil than the devil!
Following such a person is like walking on the edge of a knife every day, not knowing when you will die.
What’s more terrifying than losing one’s life is being tortured and unable to die!
"The appearance of a Central Plains person..." Dota murmured in a low voice.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The jailer nodded repeatedly. "He's a man, very generous, but his accent sounds like that of the Northern Qiang..."
As the jailer said this, Helian Chang's brain was working rapidly.
Who kidnapped the second prince?
He looks like a Central Plains person who can speak Northern Qiang dialect... But the Second Prince has always been a representative of the conservative faction, so how could he mix with people from the Central Plains?
Dota had no expression on his face, but he thought of something and the tip of his sword suddenly stopped.
"Central Plains people..." he murmured, "Marigold..."
The people around him didn't know what he meant, and Helian Chang didn't understand either.
But Dota suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction outside the palace, and his expression changed instantly.
He had a bad feeling in his heart.
So the next moment, Dota moved his hand, and the long sword pierced the jailer's throat directly, and then pulled it out.
Blood splattered all over his bright yellow robe, but he was unaware of it. The hand holding the sword gradually exerted force, and the veins were exposed.
"Saddle the horses!" he said.
Helian Chang couldn't help but wonder, where is the king going at this time?
But Dota turned the bloody sword in his hand towards him, his face almost sinister.
"Helian Chang, if you can't find Duoming, bring your head to me!"
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