Chapter 3288 Lost
After Zhu Feng left, the atmosphere in the room did not ease up. Nan Yan did not go to rest, but sat at the table with a gloomy face. A candle flame kept swaying in the night wind. The swaying candlelight also reflected Nan Yan's uncertain eyes, making everyone around her dare not breathe.
Ruoshui looked around and didn't know where Delu had gone.
She could only bite the bullet and brew a cup of tea, carefully bringing it to Nan Yandu's hand, and said softly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty should go to bed early, right?"
Nan Yan frowned and shook her head slightly.
"I can't sleep now."
Ruoshui looked at her worriedly and said softly, "Don't worry too much, Your Majesty. Didn't the Emperor already have Lord Chen send several groups of people out to look for him? After all, His Highness is still young and can't run too far. I'm afraid they'll find him soon."
“…”
Nan Yan remained silent, her eyes fixed on the flickering candlelight on the table.
After a while, she slowly said, "It's not that easy."
"Why did you say that, Madam?"
Nan Yan said with a sullen face, "The horse the King of Han rode away was Caiyun, a horse with very good stamina. Besides, he left Handongwei at least in the afternoon when the army left the city. It's been so long, I don't know where he's been."
Ruoshui said hurriedly: "However, the emperor has sent so many people out, he will definitely find it."
Nan Yan took a deep breath and said, "I only hope that the one who finds him first is someone sent by the Emperor."
"What?"
Ruoshui opened her eyes wide in surprise: "What do you mean, Madam?"
Nan Yan said, "The Emperor just suspected that Cheng Jun rode to the altar. You know, that was the place the Emperor and his men chose to fight the people from White Tiger City. Arslan's men were stationed more than ten miles away. Given his personality, it's impossible that he didn't notice anything."
Ruoshui's breath caught in her throat, and she murmured, "What the Queen meant was that if His Highness really went to the altar, he might run into—"
She didn't dare to finish this sentence.
Nan Yan also closed her eyes in pain, clenched her fists and supported her forehead.
Ruoshui also became a little flustered. She thought for a moment and then said, "If that's the case, then why didn't Your Majesty tell the Emperor just now?"
Nan Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think that if even I can think of it, the emperor can't think of it?"
"ah?"
Ruoshui was stunned again, and at this moment, Du Delu, who hadn't even been seen before, hurried in from outside. He saluted Nan Yan, panting heavily, and then said, "Your Majesty, your guess is correct. I just saw that not long after the Emperor left, he sent Lord Fang, the commander of the Imperial Guard, to take his men back. It seems that they left the city and headed northwest."
When Nan Yan heard this, her eyes dimmed.
Going northwest out of the city is the road that leads directly to the altar.
Ruoshui broke out in a cold sweat. She paced back and forth in the room anxiously, then turned to look at Nan Yan: "Then, why didn't the emperor tell the queen just now?"
Nan Yan sighed and said, "Your Majesty did this because he didn't want me to worry."
“…”
"So, I just pretended not to know, so that he wouldn't know. If I were worried, he would be worried too."
Hearing her repetitive words, Ruoshui felt both sad and distressed. His Majesty the Emperor loved the Imperial Concubine, and the Imperial Concubine also tried her best not to cause trouble for His Majesty the Emperor. But the little prince was so ignorant that he ran away during such a crisis. If something really happened, how would the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine face it?
Ruoshui was angry and anxious, but she didn't want to show this emotion on her face, as it would make Nanyan feel even worse.
So, she tried to comfort Nan Yan gently: "Your Highness, since the Emperor has already sent people out, and they are from the Jinyiwei, then His Highness will definitely be fine. They will definitely be able to find His Highness back safely."
“…”
Nan Yan was silent for a while before turning her head to look at the night outside, which was as thick as ink and could not be dissolved. She slowly said, "I only hope that if he wants to go to the altar, he will not get lost. Even if he gets lost, he must not meet Arslan. Otherwise, otherwise-"
In the darkness of the night, her helpless voice drifted in the wind, and soon disappeared.
But sometimes things in this world don't go as we wish.
The more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen.
Zhu Chengjun got lost.
He did leave the city among the army, but after leaving the city, he went his separate ways from those people. After all, his figure and appearance were different from those of ordinary soldiers, and he did not look like a foreign merchant, so he would be easily recognized if he followed them for a long time.
So he took a detour and headed northwest.
Just with this detour, the road began to become unfamiliar. During the day, he could still judge the route by looking at the direction of the sun in the sky, but when dusk fell and the sun set, his eyes fell into darkness.
But that night, the sky was pitch black, without even a single star.
The night wind whistled past his ears, a sound that seemed more like the howling of wolves than just the wind. On the way to Handongwei, his guide, Ashu, had told him that there were wolves in the wilderness, in packs. They would attack lone merchants and soldiers at night, leaving only skeletons when their bodies were found during the day.
Thinking of this, he shuddered.
Otherwise, let’s go back?
Thinking of this, he subconsciously reined in his horse and turned around carefully, but when he looked back, it was pitch black behind him and he could no longer see the way he came.
Zhu Chengjun subconsciously looked around again, but all he could see was the thick, inky night. He felt as if he was being held in the palm of a huge black hand, with no way out. When the cold wind blew, his courage and impulse turned into cold sweat.
This time, the boy who was not even ten years old was really scared.
He gripped the reins tightly with both hands and whispered softly, "Father, Mother, where am I? What should I do?"
He hesitated for a while, not knowing what to do, when suddenly, there seemed to be some more sounds in the wind, as if something was running in the wind, and getting closer and closer to him.
“Oh no! Oh no!”
A look of panic appeared on his face, and he murmured, "Did I meet a wolf? Of course, I must have met a wolf, wooooo!"
He cried out and galloped away on his horse, losing sight of the direction.
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