As he said that, he asked the carriage to take Fang Chiyue back to the mansion first, and he sent the secret guards and servants in the mansion to look for her.
However, they spent the entire night without being able to find any trace of Fang Qingyue in the capital. By the time of fate, Shen Yuhan's face had become so cold that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.
He still had to attend the morning court, so he simply handed the matter over to Chi Feng and hurried to the palace.
Fang Chiyue stayed in the palace, but she could not find peace. As soon as the sun rose, she rushed to the clinic.
She hung a sign outside the door that said "No consultations today" and waited anxiously in the clinic, hoping to see Fang Qingyue come back.
The rain had stopped long ago, and the air was filled with the smell of earth, which was particularly unsettling.
With such heavy rain, no matter how many traces there are, they can be easily wiped out.
As she waited, she fell asleep on the counter. Not long after, someone knocked gently on the counter.
Fang Chiyue was awakened from her dream, opened her eyes, and subconsciously said, "Sister!"
But in front of me was a strange figure.
Fang Chiyue was a little disappointed: "I'm sorry, the clinic is closed today. Please go see another doctor."
The man took out a sachet and asked, "Is this something from your clinic?"
Fang Chiyue hurriedly took the sachet from the man and examined it carefully in her hand.
The words "Ming Yue Medical Clinic" were embroidered on the lower right corner of the sachet. This was the same sachet Fang Qingyue usually carried with her. Furthermore, because she was pregnant, the spices placed in the sachet were specially prepared by Fang Qingyue, so they would definitely not affect the child in her womb.
Fang Chiyue's eyes suddenly lit up: "Where did you find this sachet?"
"It's in the alley behind the Sun family's house on Ping'an Street." The man pointed out the place to Fang Chiyue.
"Thank you!" After receiving the news, Fang Chiyue immediately rushed to the Inspectorate and prepared to tell Shen Yuhan the news.
She had been to that alley before when she was hiding from the rain. There were houses on both sides, with only a small area in the middle, and the end of the alley was also blocked.
If the sachet was really found in the alley, then her sister might be in danger now and she must hurry!
Fang Chiyue lifted her skirt and ran on the road almost flying.
When Fang Qingyue woke up from the darkness, she felt her arms and legs were numb.
There was a cloth tied around his mouth, and whenever he opened his mouth to speak, the cloth would get squeezed into his mouth.
She didn't intend to waste her energy, so she struggled hard, giving her hands and feet as much room to move as possible so that her blood flow would not be cut off.
There should be nothing covering the view in front of me, and it is pitch black, perhaps in the cellar.
Just as Fang Qingyue was about to move a little to the side to investigate the surrounding situation, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Some light filtered down from above, illuminating the entire cellar. Fang Qingyue quickly closed her eyes, pretending to still be unconscious.
A man and a woman came down from the cellar.
"Why hasn't she woken up yet? How much effort did Madam Song put in? Go, get some water and splash it on her to wake her up." The woman saw Fang Qingyue's appearance and couldn't help but frowned. She reached out and pulled off the cloth tied around Fang Qingyue's face.
As soon as the man agreed, Fang Qingyue immediately pretended to be awakened from her sleep and slowly opened her eyes.
She quietly glanced around, her face filled with confusion. "Where...is this?"
"Oh, you're awake?" the woman said, looking at Fang Qingyue's fair and tender little face, spitting in disdain, and throwing a black bun at Fang Qingyue's feet.
The steamed bun was hard and rolled around before hitting Fang Qingyue's ankle.
The woman looked down at Fang Qingyue and said, "When you wake up, stay here quietly and don't make any noise. If anyone finds you, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."
Fang Qingyue blinked when she heard that.
She already had a guess in her mind, but her face remained innocent and naive. She simply said, "Where is this place...what do you want to do?"
"Please let me out, my husband is waiting for me at home for dinner." Her eyes gradually filled with tears, and she looked pitiful.
The woman kicked Fang Qingyue's foot hard and said sternly, "Shut up! Use your pitiful strength to coax men. I won't fall for it."
"You..." Fang Qingyue bit her lip, her whole body trembling. After a while, she seemed to suddenly realize something, straightened up suddenly, and said in disbelief, "Could it be that so many people have disappeared in the capital recently, and it's all your doing?"
Hearing this, the woman pinched Fang Qingyue's chin fiercely: "Oh, I didn't expect that you are quite clever."
"However, your little cleverness is nothing in my eyes." As she said that, the woman raised her chin towards the man, asking him to temporarily untie the rope on Fang Qingyue's wrist.
After the rope on her wrist was released, Fang Qingyue still looked timid. The black buns were right next to her, but she didn't dare to touch them.
Seeing her so timid and cowardly, the woman relaxed her guard a little.
"Eat quickly, I'm going to take you to another place tonight." The woman said in a cold tone.
Fang Qingyue then carefully picked up the steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth.
I don’t know how long the black-faced steamed bun had been kept. It was as hard as a rock and crumbled into pieces when I bit into it.
Ever since Fang Qingyue moved into the palace, she had been eating fresh ingredients bought by the housekeeper that day. Even the chickens and ducks were slaughtered on the spot, and the time they reached her mouth would not be more than three hours later than the time of her death.
How could she endure such hardship?
But for the sake of the baby in her belly, Fang Qingyue still took a big bite. The steamed bun got stuck in her throat and almost choked her to death.
Seeing Fang Qingyue being so obedient, the woman breathed a sigh of relief.
She and the man stood with their arms around each other. After Fang Qingyue finished eating, her hands were tied again and she was carried out of the cellar.
Then, he threw her into another cellar.
The man seemed to find it too tiring to carry Fang Qingyue, and when there were only a few steps left to the bottom of the cellar, he let go.
Fang Qingyue fell down and her pupils couldn't help but shrink.
She was pregnant with Shen Yuhan's child. If she was hit, she might have a miscarriage.
At the critical moment, a woman who was lying in the corner of the cellar suddenly rushed over and stood under Fang Qingyue.
Fang Qingyue fell on the woman softly. Although she hit her stomach, it was very light and she didn't feel much pain.
The man standing on the steps, looking down from above, smiled sarcastically and said, "You guys are good at helping each other, but I don't know if you'll still be able to do that when the time comes."
After saying that, the man walked up the stairs in a few steps and slammed the cellar cover shut with a loud bang.
The cellar suddenly became dark, and Fang Qingyue slowly moved to the side.
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