Chapter 142 The person is missing

The princess and the emperor do not have the most direct conflict of interests, and naturally there is no emotional barrier between them.

For some reason, Su He inexplicably thought of the late King Jin, Baili Feng's father.

I wonder how long the emperor can hold on? And when will Lu Huaihe return home?

The night fell.

It was not until the early morning of the next day that Zhaoyang dragged his tired body back. Su He was worried about what happened in the palace. He was confused all night and couldn't sleep at all.

"How is the emperor?"

Su He ordered the small kitchen to bring breakfast, thinking of getting rid of the cold for Zhaoyang.

"The doctors are doing acupuncture, and he won't die for a while."

Zhaoyang held the spoon absent-mindedly, and she didn't even notice that her hands were shaking. She tried to hold it for several times but failed.

Seeing her lost soul, Su He had a bad feeling in her heart.

Since the emperor is still alive, who can make the princess lose her composure like this...

"Did Lu Huaihe get into trouble?"

Su He hoped to get a negative answer when she asked this question. But when she didn't get Zhao Yang's answer at the first time, she had already guessed it.

There was silence in the air for a few seconds.

The most difficult seconds.

Zhao Yang put down the spoon, holding the silk handkerchief in her hand, and was about to speak when she burst into tears, and her voice mixed with the crying.

"Huaihe...he's missing for half a month!"

Su He took a step back subconsciously, and Pei Xia hurriedly stood behind her to support her, fearing that something unexpected would happen.

Missing? No news?

No wonder there was no reply.

Su He asked again: "Who told you the news? Is it reliable?"

Zhaoyang covered her face and cried: "The emperor told me in person. He wanted to keep it a secret, but he suddenly fell ill last night and told me without any hurry. Huaihe, he is the only thing I miss in this life!"

It is difficult for a woman to be a widow, and it is even more difficult to raise a young son alone.

It can be said that Lu Huaihe is Zhaoyang's life.

Thinking of where Lu Huaihe is now? Is he full? Is he warm? Is he injured?

Su He's eyes were blurred. She turned her back and wiped her eyes. She could only calm Zhaoyang's emotions first. At least for now, no news is the best news.

Lying on the couch at night, Su He tossed and turned in bed.

She took out an old dress of Lu Huaihe from the closet and held it in front of her. When she closed her eyes, all she could see was his image.

"Pei Xia, are you outside?"

Pei Xia, who was sleeping outside, immediately got up and turned on the light, then came up to her and asked, "Madam, what's wrong? Can't you sleep?"

She sighed slightly.

Su He sat up from the bed, holding the old clothes in her arms for a long time, and looked at Pei Xia's particularly calm instructions: "Early tomorrow morning, you will pack up your things for the long journey. Call Qingyun to make preparations. When it gets dark in the evening, the three of us will go out of the city."

Pei Xia hesitated: "Go out of the city? Are you going to find the adults? But Madam, you are still pregnant, and the road will inevitably be bumpy..."

"How can I be at peace without him?" Su He murmured.

Pei Xia heard it and felt a little helpless.

"I know. Madam, you should rest as soon as possible. It is also good to lie down for a while. The fetus will feel better. Don't be too sad."

Su He nodded: "I know, you go to rest."

"I will stay with Madam, Madam, you can close your eyes first."

"Okay."

In the second half of the night, Su He fell asleep in a daze.

She hadn't had a good rest in the past two days, and she looked listless.

After Pei Xia gave instructions to Qingyun, the two began to pack the things they needed for the long journey.

In order to protect the young lady, it was better to keep the luggage simple.

Nanny Tang came into Tingxue Garden to deliver nourishing ginseng soup, and when she saw Pei Xia busy packing things, she immediately figured out what was going on, and reported it to the princess.

"Is this true? Are they...really going to leave the capital?" Zhaoyang asked.

Nanny Tang was so anxious that she wanted to pull the young lady to her side and ask her about it clearly.

She is pregnant with a child, how can she travel far?

"Princess, I will call the young mistress and the others here. Please tell them about it. They are two bodies. What if they get bumpy on the road..." At this point, Nanny Tang paused, her face gloomy: "That is our young master's first child. If we still can't find the young master, it is possible that..."

The last one.

Zhaoyang's eyelashes trembled. How could she not know?

How could she not think about Huai He's bloodline?

But at that time, when the news of Lu Zhiping's death came, Zhaoyang had only one thought in her mind.

Why wasn't I with him?

If we were together, would the result be different?

Thinking of this, Zhaoyang's heart felt like bleeding.

As a woman, how could she not understand Su He's thoughts?

"Let her be."

Nanny Tang was shocked: "The eldest princess! The young lady is pregnant!"

Zhaoyang closed her eyes, "If I force her to stay, she will only come up with more extreme methods. It's better to let her go. What if God has mercy and lets her find my son..."

The incident of moving the tomb for Aunt Lu just happened two days ago, which hurt her for a while. Now there is news that the young master is missing. Nanny Tang knows that the eldest princess is depressed and can't calm down.

Since she doesn't persuade the old lady, as a nanny, what ability do I have to stop it?

Nanny Tang returned to her room, took out a stack of banknotes that she had saved for a long time from under the pillow, and handed it to Pei Xia.

Seeing her action, Pei Xia was at a loss: "Nanny Tang, what are you doing?"

Nanny Tang glanced at Su He in the room. She didn't dare to speak too loudly. She just pulled Pei Xia aside and whispered, "I know what the young lady wants to do. Once you leave the Princess's Mansion, you will have to get out of there by yourselves. You and Qingyun are both meticulous, so I am naturally relieved, but the young lady is pregnant now... Forget it, let's not talk about other things. I have some money here, all in banknotes, which are easy to store. You can keep it. Don't let the young lady down on the road."

"Nanny Tang, I can't take it. The young lady has already made arrangements in advance. We will bring the silver and dry food."

"Take it. It's my gift."

Nanny Tang handed it to Pei Xia stubbornly. Her voice startled Su He. She walked out slowly and saw this scene. She felt mixed emotions.

"Pei Xia should accept it."

"...Yes, Madam."

Nanny Tang took a few steps forward and came to Su He. Suddenly, she bent her knees and knelt down.

"Madam! If you can bring the young master back, I will be willing to worship you as my idol. The princess, she can't be sad anymore!"

After serving Zhaoyang for most of her life, she was about to retire, but things happened one after another. Nanny Tang was afraid that she would have an accident one day and not be able to wait for the young master to return to Beijing. That would be a real regret!

How could Su He not know?

She lowered her eyes and whispered: "Don't worry, Madam, I will do my best."