Zhong Muyu recalled the situation in the space and what 4601 had said. Right now, she still trusted 4601 more.
"Then tell me, and I'll judge for myself."
"Okay, can you relax for a bit before we start? It must be tiring to stay in that position for so long, right?"
Only after Chi Xuanzhu explained did Zhong Muyu realize that he was lying on a rock, looking quite comical.
She jumped down awkwardly and coughed lightly, saying, "Go ahead."
"Let's talk about this in another place; this story is much longer than mine."
...
And at the Prince of Ling's Mansion—
After recovering, Lu Ziyuan temporarily handed over the mess at the Prince's Mansion to Zhiyu to manage, and then took his personal guards and went to the Black Street.
The underground exchange was a place that was supposed to exist by default, and no one expected that the King of the Underworld would suddenly shut it down, causing widespread panic.
Chengfeng led his men to search the place thoroughly, then came to report: "Your Highness, the Princess Consort has not been found."
"Did they check that pharmacy? Did they check it thoroughly?"
"We've already investigated. The mastermind has fled, and we can't get anything out of the remaining people."
Lu Ziyuan clenched his fists, his anger and anxiety almost making him lose his mind.
He turned and left, while Chengfeng called after him, "Your Highness, what about Black Street?"
"Seize everything!"
If it weren't for this place, he wouldn't have been ambushed, and Zhong Muyu wouldn't have been captured. So, such a heinous place must not be allowed to remain!
He mounted his horse, and seeing this, Chengfeng followed closely behind.
They have already sent people to search in various places, but Lu Ziyuan can't wait for the results; he must bring Zhong Muyu back himself.
Chengfeng reminded him, "Your Highness, those thieves are most likely spies from Xirong. If they kidnap the Princess, it would be safest for them to escape to Xirong. Do you intend to go to Xirong alone?"
"If Zhong Muyu is captured by the enemy, I would not mind rushing to rescue her."
"But this is too dangerous!"
"Precisely because it is dangerous, I do not intend to bring anyone else."
The howling wind whipped at Lu Ziyuan's clothes as he looked in Xi Rong's direction, as if Zhong Muyu were right there.
Cheng Fengquan said, "If the Princess Consort is not in Xirong, this could be a trap to lure you there. What should we do then? Your Highness, we should consider this matter carefully."
Lu Ziyuan suddenly roared, "You all want me to take my time to consider this! But I can't wait any longer. Every moment I wait, Yu'er becomes more dangerous!"
After saying that, he ignored Chengfeng's earnest advice and sped up.
"well!"
Chengfeng had no choice but to follow closely behind; he couldn't let Lu Ziyuan face the danger.
The two ran until nightfall. Lu Ziyuan knew where they could cross the border silently, so without thinking, he plunged into the mountains.
"Your Highness, the mountains are dangerous at night!"
Seeing that Lu Ziyuan didn't care about him at all, Chengfeng was about to go crazy.
Two people are in the deep mountains and forests at night. Are they planning to be eaten by wild animals?
Chengfeng took out a flint and steel, lit the torch, and then hurriedly chased after it.
Not long after they started running, Chengfeng saw that Lu Ziyuan had stopped, so he quickly tightened the reins and stopped beside him.
"Your Highness, this..."
Chengfeng looked at the wooden house in front of him. The two-story wooden house built in this deep mountain forest looked strange no matter how he looked at it.
Lu Ziyuan immediately dismounted, took the torch, and walked inside.
The place was deserted, but the traces around indicated that the people here had left not long ago, and had left in a great hurry.
After lighting the brazier outside, Lu Ziyuan hurriedly went inside. The house was a mess, with nothing useful inside. Lu Ziyuan went to a room on the second floor, and by the dim light, he saw crushed bamboo whistles and scraps of cloth on the floor.
"These are Yu'er's clothes; she was here before!"
"Your Highness, the Princess Consort might..."
Chengfeng looked at the bed with mixed feelings. The bed was messy with torn pieces of cloth and ropes binding his hands and feet.
Lu Ziyuan knew exactly what Chengfeng was referring to. He rushed over to check and said, "Impossible! The rope was cut by a sharp weapon, and the powder is a sleeping potion. She must have been rescued!"
Chengfeng didn't say anything. Even though he had been rescued, it was hard not to think that way given the scene.
Lu Ziyuan disagreed: "I believe she's alright. Since they've already tied her up, there's no need to use any more drugs, besides..."
Lu Ziyuan looked at the window, which had a huge, exaggerated hole in it, as if it had been smashed open by some enormous object.
"She wouldn't let herself suffer a loss; someone must have saved her."
"But who would come here to rescue the princess?"
Chengfeng thought for a moment and realized that the only people who could move freely in the mountains were hunters and herb gatherers. He didn't think those people had the ability to rescue Zhong Muyu.
"Keep searching around here. They can't have gone very far in a day."
The clue they had finally managed to find had gone cold again. Chengfeng scratched his head and said, "Find her! Since we've come this far, we'll search high and low to find the princess!"
...
On Yan Mountain, Chi Xuanzhu led Zhong Muyu to another cave, which contained many bookshelves filled with books and some things that Zhong Muyu did not recognize.
Chi Xuanzhu asked, "Before that, I'd like to ask, when did you discover and begin using this space?"
"I……"
This lie is not easy to make up. If I were to say that I am a time traveler, I wonder what Chi Xuanzhu would think?
Seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, Chi Xuanzhu didn't force her: "Then let's put this question aside for now and tell me about your background first."
With a flick of his whisk, Chi Xuanzhu sent a book flying from the shelf into Zhong Muyu's hands.
"The Secret History of Spiritual Understanding? What is that?"
"The book that can tell you about your origins is something you, as a member of the Spirit Clan, should know."
Zhong Muyu opened the book thoughtfully. The book didn't contain much content, only some important things. She finished reading it in no time, but she still needed to digest the content slowly.
In addition to ordinary people, there is another race in this world called the Spirit Race. The only difference between them and ordinary people is that they can freely manipulate the space of consciousness. Therefore, they have often served as wizards and fortune tellers throughout history.
Most of the tribe members have integrated into the lives of ordinary people throughout history, with only a small number remaining hidden deep in the mountains and rarely interacting with outsiders.
Because of intermarriage with outsiders, the abilities of their descendants have become very weak. Currently, only the reclusive members of the Spirit Clan still possess the ability to manipulate the consciousness space.
Zhong Muyu asked, "Are you saying I am a member of the Spirit Clan?"
"That's obvious."
"How could that be? My parents are ordinary people. I've never heard of them having any special abilities."
Zhong Muyu carefully recalled his parents and siblings who were no longer alive. They were just ordinary people, and even the original owner of this body was an ordinary person in life. They only came into existence after Zhong Muyu arrived.
“I met General Zhong once. He is indeed an ordinary person, but have you ever thought that you are not actually their biological daughter?”
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