Inside the city lord's mansion, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the high city walls, making the entire mansion look solemn.
Duan Cheng was sitting at his desk, holding an urgent letter in his hand, his eyes flashing with uncontrollable excitement.
The letter in his hand was the news that County Magistrate He had sent from the town.
"Finally, there is a clue!" Duan Cheng's eyes showed joy. He quickly stood up and walked towards Shen Yuhan's study with anxious steps.
At this moment, Shen Yuhan was sitting in the study, thinking with his brows lowered.
His figure looked particularly stern in the dim candlelight. The search during this period had exhausted him and he had been unable to sleep for several nights.
People who came to pretend to be Fang Qingyue appeared one after another, but he coldly saw through them one by one. Those fake faces only made him more irritated.
Every time someone who tried to impersonate someone was exposed, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
It seemed to remind him again and again that the person who truly mattered to him was still nowhere to be found.
"General Shen!" Duan Cheng pushed open the door of the study, his face full of excitement. "There's news! Miss Fang might have been found!"
Shen Yuhan slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with indifference.
He stared at Duan Cheng, remained silent for a moment, and then asked coldly, "Who is impersonating me this time?"
He had no hope for Duan Cheng's words.
During this period, too much news disappointed him. Everyone who claimed to be Fang Qingyue was ultimately just a scammer who came for money.
Those greedy faces looked extremely ugly when the truth was revealed. Shen Yuhan had long been tired of the so-called "clues".
Duan Cheng was stunned for a moment by Shen Yuhan's indifference, but then he thought of the content of the letter in his hand.
His confidence was rekindled. "General, this time is different. It was Magistrate He who brought the message personally."
"He mentioned that he had captured a foreign woman of extraordinary status who matched Miss Fang's description, and...she was pregnant!"
Shen Yuhan's eyes suddenly became stern, and it seemed as if something in his heart was suddenly pulled.
The cold expression on his face cracked a little, but he quickly regained his composure, but his heart was filled with waves.
Pregnancy... This news made his heart beat faster.
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the city wall gradually disappearing into the night. He said in a low voice, "How many people have claimed to be her during this period?"
"How many people have claimed the bounty in her name? Every time, I held onto hope, only to be met with disappointment in the end." His tone was exhausted.
Duan Cheng looked at Shen Yuhan so disappointed, and his heart tightened. He quickly advised: "General, this time is indeed different from before. You should go and take a look."
The carriage outside the city gate drove slowly and entered Ancheng.
As the sun sets and dusk deepens, the streets of Ancheng are bustling with people, and the market is as prosperous as ever.
The cries of various vendors can be heard everywhere, children are playing in the streets, and red lanterns are hung high in the restaurants in the distance.
The bustling flow of people gathered near the city gate, coming and going, showing a prosperous scene.
Fang Qingyue poked her head out from behind the car curtain and looked at the city.
The prosperous scene before her made her mood plummet instantly.
The city gate was crowded with people, including soldiers patrolling the streets, merchants and gentry coming and going, all for one person.
Shen Yuhan.
The city is so heavily guarded and the search covers the entire city. It is obvious that Shen Yuhan is trying his best to find her.
Fang Qingyue's heart felt like it had fallen into an icy cave.
"It's really him... He didn't give up..."
Fang Qingyue felt bitter in her heart, she knew that Shen Yuhan had never stopped searching for her.
But she couldn't let him know that she was still alive and couldn't go back to him.
The carriage bumped slightly and entered a slightly wider avenue, and the surrounding noise seemed even louder.
County Magistrate He rode beside his horse, looking at the city triumphantly, as if he had all the calculations in his hands.
Fang Qingyue sat silently in the carriage, with her head lowered and a gloomy look in her eyes.
Cheng Qingyuan noticed something was wrong with Fang Qingyue, so he approached her gently and asked in a low voice, "Qingyue, what are you thinking about?"
Fang Qingyue didn't look up. She was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and then tried to force a smile and shook her head slightly: "I'm fine."
At night, the large mansion in Ancheng was brightly lit.
When the city lord arrived, although County Magistrate He was nervous, he was also full of anticipation.
According to his estimation of this deal, if this foreign woman was really as important as the rumors said, he would be able to make a fortune and even take the opportunity to become rich and famous.
The carriage stopped outside the house, and several officers hurried forward to open the door for the city lord Duan Cheng.
He was wearing a brocade robe, standing tall and straight, with a look of joy on his face.
When Duan Cheng first received the news from Fang Qingyue, he was excited. He thought it was just the nonsense of County Magistrate He.
But when he saw the appearance described in the letter, hope in his heart was rekindled.
If this is true, he will definitely be able to make great contributions in front of Shen Yuhan, and perhaps even get promoted.
Duan Cheng's expression was solemn, but his steps were somewhat anxious. He walked quickly into the inner house, looking around.
Magistrate He had already been waiting in the main hall. When he saw the city lord come in, he immediately smiled and bowed, "Sir, you are finally here."
"This woman is truly extraordinary. Please take a look!"
Duan Cheng waved his hand, signaling him not to say anything more, and walked straight to the room where Fang Qingyue was.
Anticipation surged in his heart, and his palms began to sweat slightly.
The door was gently pushed open, and a light sandalwood scent wafted into my nose.
Fang Qingyue sat upright in the room. Under the light, her features were picturesque. Although she looked a little tired, her calm temperament matched the charm of the portrait perfectly.
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