The Counterfeit Madam Hou

It all happened so fast that people in secret roads were frightened.

Shemu's eyes sank and took Tang Zibo to the place where the guard left off: “Where does this trap lead? ”

Tang Zibo's lips were bloodless and his voice was dull: “How do I know... Ow! ”

Tang Zibo shouted in pain and looked at him with a blue face. “You better think about it before you answer, or I'll break your other wrist too. ”

Tang Zibo bit his teeth dead and stared at Shemu for silence. With several guards, Noah searched the surrounding tiles and quickly discovered the trigger.

Once again, the trap opens, with a narrow passage that looks deeper than the entrance they entered before.

Tang Zibo also looked that way. In fact, this is not a trap, but an exit that leads directly to Biqing River outside the city. Only because the exit is at the bottom of the river, when it comes out, it will be covered in water, very lukewarm, so if it is not an emergency evacuation, no one will choose to take this exit. Of course, people with poor water quality cannot take this exit either.

But Shemu didn't know, and Noah studied it for a while, and got up and said to Shemu, “Master Hou, I'm going down to take a look. ”

Shemu thought, “No, Brother Hiroshima is looking for us. ”

When Tang Zibo's face changed, he was thrown away by Xue Mu before he had had time to curse his face. Shemu listened to his screams and went away and jumped.

Noah was frightened by his sudden move and jumped quickly.

The passageway stretched forward in a winding motion, and in addition to the whistling in his ears, Shemu heard the sound of the water flow. In a moment, the light lit up ahead and the cold river poured into his mouth and nose without warning.

Shemu choked a sip of water and quickly floated from the bottom of the water. He looked around and recognized that this was the Biqing River outside the city. A fierce cough came from the left, and he turned around and looked, and Tang Zibo also struggled to float out of the water.

He swims to Tang Zibo, swims across the street with his collar, and climbs ashore. The guard who had fallen earlier also disembarked in the front, and finally came out to look around the banquet, swimming in the direction of Shemu.

The people who fell from the trap gathered here, but there was no sign of Liu Qinghuan.

Shemu looked at this deserted suburb and frowned.

“Qing Qing -!” The two words used a dozen internal forces, echoing waves and waves of diffusion, and a black-pressed flying bird rose in the frightened forest, hissing high and wide.

When all the echoes disappeared, no one responded to him.

Shemu's heart grew heavier. If he hadn't been here, would he have gone back to Hou Fu himself? He glanced at the banquet and threw Tang Zibo at him: "Take him back and see if Qing has returned to Hou Fu by the way. ”

“Yes." No-yeon twisted Tang Zibo, already in a semi-conscious state, and walked in the direction of the gate, followed by the guard who had just misapproached the organ. Shemu left alone outside the city and searched along the river.

When Noah returned with a group of men, Shemu's clothes were dry, but nothing was found. He looked at the reception coming to him, and some anxiously walked up to him: "Is there a return home in Qing Qing? ”

Noah shook his head: "I have not yet returned home. ”

Shemu's eyes suddenly sank.

Nochetten went on to say, “Master Hou, the Samurai Mansion has heard about this morning, and Mrs. Liu is still in Hou Mansion. ”

Xue Mu slightly stunned, Qing Qing married into the Hou Dynasty, but in April, two consecutive events occurred. Mrs. Liu was afraid that her son-in-law had great opinions. He clenched his lips and asked, "How's it going? ”

"Lady Liu was in a hurry," said No-yeon. "The old lady was always with her as she waited for Grandpa Hou to return to her apartment for clarification.” He thought about it and said, "Samurai Liu was previously summoned into the palace by the Emperor. ”

“Got it.” Shemu was silent for a while, "he said.“ Find a clear location first and gather your men to search the area. ”

“Yes.”

The search then searched for the sunset or the whereabouts of Liu Qinghuan were not found. No-yeon looked at Shemu's shadowy back and walked up to him: “Master Hou, it's not convenient to search after dark. Why don't we continue tomorrow morning? ”

“Keep searching.” Shemu also did not return to the tunnel.

Nuo Feng frowned and persuaded: “Master Hou, you haven't eaten anything in a day, so you can't eat your body. In addition, there are some things that need to be returned to the Hou Fu to preside over personally. ”

Shemu stopped and stood still. After dark, Liu Qinghuan is even more dangerous to stay here alone, and there is a good chance that there will be injuries on her body. Shemu is not willing to go back. If he doesn't find her for a moment, he won't be able to rest in peace.

But, as promised, there is still a lot to do before he returns to preside over it.

He squeezed his fist tight and said, "You keep taking people along the riverbank and I'll go back alone. ”

Nodding his head, Noah said: "Don't worry, Master Hou, your men will do their utmost to find Madame. ”

Upon returning to Hou Fu, Shemu went directly to Ning's compound, and Mrs. Liu had not yet left. Seeing Shemu come back, the eyes of both old ladies became a little anxious: "But where is the joy? ”

Shemu glanced at her lips and said: “The feast will be searched again. Don't worry, Mama and mother-in-law, I will find Qing. ”

Mrs. Liu listened to him and she was very upset. She wiped some reddish corners of her eyes and walked up to him and looked at him. “Master Hou, you keep telling me what the hell is going on? Why did the fire worshippers take away Qinghuan? Is she in danger? ”

“No.” Shemu chopped the railway tunnel, “Qing Qing will be fine. ”

Shemu was certain whether she was comforting Mrs. Liu or persuading herself.

Mrs. Liu was slightly silent, he only answered the last question, but seeing his face was uglier than his own, it was not good enough to force him: “It was not too early today, I could not continue to nag in Hou Fu. I also asked him to send a personal message to the Wai Lang Fu as soon as he had news of the delight. ”

Shemu nodded: “My mother-in-law, don't worry. ”

Mrs. Liu responded and left with the maid. Liang Chen went out to give it to each other. Ning's eyes on Xue Mu were also worried: “Mu 'er, is Qinghuan really going to be okay? ”

Shemu walked forward and grabbed her hand: “Don't worry, Mother, you are too smart, you can definitely take risks. ”

Mr. Ning glanced at him and did not speak again.

Shermuson let go of her hand and stood up straight: “The child has to go to the palace, Ma'am, get some rest. ”

Ning called him, “Muir, you just got back. Have you ever had dinner? ”

"- [sic]" The baby's not hungry. Don't worry, madam. ”

What else does the Ning Clan want to say? Shemu has gone far. The Ning family leaned against the couch and rubbed the stinging temple.

When Shemu entered the palace, Yoo Samurai came out of the purple palace. When the two collided, Shemu did not know what to say for a moment, or Mr. Liu first said: “The Qinghuanji people have their own face. Don't worry too much. ”

In his words, Shemu felt even more guilty: “My son-in-law was ashamed of his father-in-law. ”

Samurai Liu walked up to him and lowered her voice: “She escaped a heist 17 years ago, and she will be fine today. ”

Shemu nodded for a moment. “I hope so. ”

If it is clear what is going on, he may not care about the Emperor's big picture and directly kill Tang Zibo.

After bidding farewell to Samurai Liu, Shemu entered the Purple Palace. Yan Di looked at his gloomy face and frowned slightly: “Still no news of Liu Qinghuan? ”

Shemu shook his head.

Yan Di grew up with him since childhood, knowing that he was very fond of Liu Qinghuan. At this time, he can only comfort the guitar people.

Shemu suddenly found it a little funny. He was so comforting. He was so comforting, but it didn't help.

One of his hearts was like being burned on fire, restless to the point. He was so scared... that he finally found a body.

Yan Di didn't feel comfortable seeing him like this, but some things still had to be said: “You are carrying a large group of people to search the pavilion today. Several ministers have quite a few words about this. Although this matter has been suppressed by me, Tang Zibo... I'm afraid I still have to hand it over. ”

Shemu's eyebrows narrowed and his killings overflowed: “Did some of King Lingnan's friends send someone to the Emperor? ”

Yan Di sighed: “Shemu, this is a critical juncture, you must not be impatient, or you will abandon your previous work. ”

“What about Qing Qing? She's still alive and dead. You want me to release Don Zibo? ”

Serving the high princess next to the emperor flashed his heart. General Xue Da's posture continued to develop and would definitely clash with the emperor.

“Princess Yongfu arrives...”

The eunuch from outside shouted, Yongfu walked in quickly: "My cousin sees the emperor. ”

The emergence of Yongfu eased the atmosphere of tension in the palace, and Jedi flattened her, sitting in a dragon chair without speaking. Yongfu glanced at Xue Mu, who looked at him with a smile. “General Xue, the Princess has something to discuss with the Emperor. I wonder if General Xue can turn away first? ”

Shemu glanced at his lips and walked forward: “Leave first. ”

When he finished, he withdrew from the Purple Palace. After a short while, Yongfu chased him out of it: "Shemu! ”

Shemu's footsteps didn't stop and he didn't go back and ask: "Didn't the princess have something to discuss with the Emperor? Did she finish the conversation so quickly? ”

Yongfu frowned: “You know... forget it.” She looked at Shemu, lipstick, “What are you going to do if something happens to Liu Qinghuan? ”

Shemu's face became gloomy again because of her exit problems. That purgatory atmosphere made Yongfu uncomfortable. She bit the corner of her mouth and said: “It's said that the scourge has lasted a thousand years. Liu Qinghuan is not that short-lived. ”

Shemu still walked fast and ignored her. Yongfu was angry and shouted: "Shemu, stop! ”

Shemu's footsteps finally paused, turning back and asking, “What's the matter with the princess? ”

Yongfu walked up to him and looked directly at him. His eyes were dark, reflecting the stars in the sky and the beams in the palace, but not himself.

He never saw himself.

Yongfu looked at him for a long time and finally smiled. “Shemu, would you hate me if I told you that when you were sick and dying seven years ago, it wasn't me who stayed in front of your bed all night, but Liu Qinghuan? ”

Shemu glanced slightly. "No. ”

Yongfu had some surprises: “Why? ”

“'Cause I knew that man was clear.” He paused, his voice was low, “I recognized her hand. ”