Chapter 317 Caught Off Guard

The separation came too suddenly!

Fuda, who always prided himself on not leaving Chen Shiyi unscathed, frantically searched for Chen Shiyi in the naval battle area.

The corpses on the sea surface turned over one by one, and the sea sank again and again, getting deeper and deeper by a foot.

Her whole body was like dew on the tip of a green grass leaf, dripping into the sea, leaving no trace of her.

The naval battle had ended long ago, and only the sailors from the Duwei Mansion remained on the entire sea, searching everywhere for Chen Shiyi.

Yue Zhi's eyes turned red, he sighed deeply, and immediately sent an 800-mile express letter to Kyoto.

Pei Luoshu was in Yu's study, talking to Wen Zhiheng and Mr. Hu.

Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamations from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"Eight hundred miles, urgent..."

Pei Luoshu frowned slightly, looking startled. How embarrassing!

His personal eunuch hurried into Yu's study, fell to his knees, and held up the letter in his hands.

"Your Majesty, hurry up and send us 800 miles from Yuanzhou."

Pei Luoshu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took the letter from his hand and opened it.

"The Queen died in the Battle of Wonju."

Pei Luoshu read these eight words over and over again, but he still couldn't be sure whether the above story was true or not.

Wen Zhiheng stared at Pei Luoshu in a daze, his face gradually turning pale. It was another urgent letter from Yuanzhou, eight hundred miles away. So, did something happen to her?

Seeing this, Mr. Hu beside him hurriedly called out.

"Your Majesty, what happened?"

Pei Luoshu woke up from his daze, and the tension in his body instantly disappeared, leaving only his weak feet to stagger a few steps.

He calmed down and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Prepare your horses. I need to go to Wonju."

Wen Zhiheng and Old Master Hu looked at each other and immediately felt that something was wrong.

The coast of Wonju was bustling with people coming and going.

The frustrated and helpless Fu Da, the howling Bai Ling, the sad and tearful Bo Yuan, the extremely pitiful Shen Wuyang, and the tired and exhausted Yue Zhi...

They sat or stood by the sea, gazing at the distant place where the water and the sky meet.

How much hope is left there?

After waiting for a long time, Fu Da said resignedly.

"Forget it, let's all go. We can't find it anymore."

"Who said it's lost?"

A few people looked back and saw that the dusty Pei Luoshu had dismounted from his horse swiftly, followed by a dense crowd of navy from the Duwei Mansion.

Everyone on the shore knelt down in greeting, and a few stood up.

"Your Majesty."

Pei Luoshu acted as if he didn't hear it.

"Look for her for me, quickly. If you can't find her, I will bury you all with me."

His eyes were cold and sharp. He walked up to Fu Da and asked in a deep voice.

"She went out to sea with you..."

Fu Da said casually.

"Yes, I followed her when she went out to sea. I followed her every time she went out. Is there anything strange about that?"

Fu Da sneered again.

"I have been searching for her in the war zone for seven days and seven nights. I went as deep as the water could go. It is winter now. One group of sailors came up and another group went down. The sea was full of people. I searched the area within a radius of ten miles, but I couldn't find even a corner of her clothes..."

"Do you think I'm willing to let her die? Do you think you're the only one who cares about her?"

Faced with Fu Dada's disrespectful provocation, Pei Luoshu remained silent.

"The arrows from Gu Luo are not the problem. It's that she doesn't want to hide anymore. She wants to die."

Pei Luoshu turned around suddenly and saw Fu Da's face full of understanding.

"Why bother..."

After Fu Da finished speaking, he left with a few people.

Only Pei Luoshu and Yue Zhi were left standing there, stunned.

Yue Zhi looked at Pei Luoshu who was standing aside. He seemed to have lost all his life. He watched the waves disappear and then rise again quietly, his whole body revealing desolation and sadness.

He stayed on the beach like this for three days and three nights.

Sailors went down in wave after wave, but there was no news.

He knelt silently on the beach, covered his face with his hands, and cried silently. The white waves wet his clothes and socks. The afterglow of the winter sun shone on his back, making him cold and his whole body ached.

The moisture on his hands blurred his eyes, and he could not see anything clearly. He only vaguely remembered that in the prison of the government office, she looked at him calmly.

He thought Eleven thought too much and worried too much. When she first learned of his identity, she was like this too. She couldn't sleep and was restless. Later, he comforted her, and she quickly got better. She thought of ways to plan for him and think about him.

Why, why would it be different this time? He told her that he was ready, he had paved the way, and she only needed to go to the palace and enjoy wealth and honor with him, and be admired by everyone.

He thought she had heard it all, he thought she was just in a bad mood...

At that time, I thought it was normal...

At that time, I thought it was normal!

That glance, however, became a farewell.

How could she bear to leave him, how could she bear to give up the love between them, how could she bear to give up more than ten years of their beautiful life, just like this, leaving everything behind and leaving decisively...

Leave him and be separated from him!

It was all his own fault. He only wanted to control the court, but lost her.

He doesn't want it, doesn't want it, doesn't want it...

He cried and screamed uncontrollably.

"Eleven, come back, you, come back..."

The mourning hall was set up in the house where he lived, and the coffin was filled with Chen Shiyi's favorite things.

Bailing kept crying and kneeling in front of Chen Shiyi's funeral hall, burning paper money.

Several people were wearing white clothes and had white cloth tied on their heads. They were extremely sad and did not speak to each other.

Shen Wuyang sighed.

"Who would have known? She had gone through such a dangerous sea voyage without any harm, but now, an arrow has taken her life. Life is unpredictable!"

He poked Bo Yuan next to him and said.

"I heard from Yue Zhi that His Majesty vomited blood and passed out."

Bo Yuan sneered.

"It's just a few spit out of blood, it's no big deal."

Shen Wuyang felt that Bo Yuan was very courageous to speak like that.

Bo Yuan lowered his eyes and said.

"He is the luckiest person in the world, isn't he?"

"He has a handsome face, a wealth of talent, and tremendous power. He has someone to help him when he is in trouble, and he married his beloved. Someone loves him so deeply, makes plans for him, fights for him, and is obedient and sensible. When his power is blocked, he hides himself from the world without a name. When he is successful, his wife dies. He can marry whomever he wants in the future. God, this is piling all the good things on him, fearing that he will suffer the slightest injustice. So, he has to pay a little bit of blood, a small price."

Fu Da glanced at Bo Yuan.

Among so many people like Chen Shiyi, Bo Yuan was the one who benefited the most from her. She said she disliked him, but she never treated Bo Yuan badly.

He heard from Chen Shiyi.

"He is the reincarnation of a friend of mine. I should be nice to him."

Fate is always so wonderful. We are destined to meet the people we are supposed to meet, experience the things we are supposed to experience, endure the suffering we are supposed to endure, and enjoy the happiness we are supposed to enjoy…