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Chapter 67 Is anyone following you?

 The cold wind at night is washed away by the luxurious atmosphere of the city, the buildings and boats are playing flutes and drums, the dancers are singing and dancing, the drinkers are intoxicated, and are lost in the moon chanting wind of Chang'an City.

When Fuying came out of the secret passage, she was already exhausted. She fell down in the dark alley and looked at the people coming and going outside.

The cool breeze blew the girl's black hair, which was slightly messy. She covered her heart with her palms and felt the violent beating there. She didn't know where she was going, but she just stared blankly at this familiar yet unfamiliar city.

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The note Shao Hai left for him said that he would tell her the truth and take her to find her biological parents.

When Fuying successfully left the Daming Palace, she was in the Chengqian Palace.

The green curtains are dim and faint, and the eight-treasure animal-head incense burner in the hall is slowly exhaling white breath. Song Aweng waits aside with bated breath.

The Holy Master sat in front of the desk, lightly holding the edge of the letter with his long knuckles, and looking down at the contents of the letter.

This is the letter Fuying left behind without saying a word. The more he looked at it, the darker his eyes became.

This morning, the Holy Father went to court and was told when he came back that Princess Ning'an had disappeared. He read the letter back and forth three times. He couldn't believe that his well-behaved and sensible little daughter would be so willful and disregard his concerns.

, and leave yourself.

He threw the letter aside casually, raised his head and glanced displeased at Pei Yan, who was standing in front of him. He was the first to notice that Fuying had disappeared.

Suddenly, the Holy Master slapped his palm on the table with anger, his pupils gradually turned scarlet: "Find him for me! Find him for me immediately!"

Before turning around, he once again fixed his eyes on the young man in front of him, seemingly with strict scrutiny, without any kindness belonging to his father or relatives, and waved: "The banquet will be stopped for now."

This is enough to show how important Fu Ying is in the heart of the Holy Emperor. The dust-cleansing feast that originally belonged to Pei Yan was stopped like this.

A snow-white puppy appeared at the feet of the Holy Sage. It was playing on the carpet like a joy and rolling around randomly. It was Banjul. It had no idea that its owner had abandoned it and left.
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The originally solemn Lord suddenly showed the tiredness of an old man. He looked at Banzhu with a look of love and helplessness. He sighed slightly, picked it up, and walked out of the palace with infinite melancholy.

The only reason he could think of that Fuying would be willing to leave him was that she was angry, angry that he had revealed the identity of the eighth prince Pei Yan to the world, and even held a banquet for all the people to congratulate him.

I am angry that I attach too much importance to this folk son.

Indeed, during this period, he ignored Fuying and did not express his attitude when the incident occurred. Therefore, he was not a qualified father.

But the truth is that during this period, government affairs and family affairs were all in a mess, which tortured him so much that if the queen hadn't strongly opposed it, he would not have chosen to spend so much time on a big banquet.

Sometimes, he really felt that the queen was very dissatisfied and too ambitious.

The most favored little princess of the empire was lost, and the Daming Palace under the dark clouds seemed to be covered with a veil of sadness. Everyone was praying for this pearl of the empire, praying that she would be safe.
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No one dared to mention the matter of stealing a dragon and turning a phoenix into a phoenix, and no one dared to say that Princess Ning'an was not the biological daughter of the Holy Emperor, because just now, dozens of people had been executed in Dali Temple.

People.

"Hey, what do those twists and turns about the royal family have to do with us ordinary people? It's better to say less, otherwise if the secret guards hear it, it will be a bloody disaster!"

"Having said that, the little princess is so kind. The year before last, I was lucky enough to drink the porridge the little princess poured for the poor during the Laba Festival, and I got some rewards. I just hope that God has eyes to protect her from anything bad.

Things."

There was a lot of discussion in the streets and alleys of Chang'an about the disappearance of the little princess, and two diners on the street murmured in low voices.

At the table near them, there was a thin man sitting, and a soft and graceful woman with exposed autumn branches. This woman wore a hat and veil to cover her face, but the unparalleled tenderness that concealed her appearance was even more attractive.

Explore it, how many beauties are there?

Passers-by frequently turned around to stare, and Shao Hai, who was opposite her, became increasingly uneasy. He lowered his voice and leaned closer and said, "Your Highness, this place is too eye-catching. Let's go to a crowded place and be careful not to be followed.



Fuying lowered her curtain and hat, looked around, and asked softly: "Is anyone following you?"

The two stood up and blended into the crowd. Shao Hai was around her, consciously or unconsciously, protecting her: "Since yesterday, there have been people following. I guess they are Queen Xie's people."

Fuying was surprised: "Thank you, Queen?"

Shao Hai nodded: "Queen Xie's intention is unknown, but what is certain is that she must be planning something. For your safety, you must not be discovered by the Queen's secret guards."

Queen Xie and Lan Zhaoyi were sworn enemies back then, and it can be said that she hated Lan Zhaoyi to the core. Over the years, she was able to keep Princess Ning'an because she was just a princess and was not worth mentioning.

But it's different now. Back then, Lan Zhaoyi gave birth to a little prince. Thanks to the Queen's cruelty, she would never spare the little prince's life. But because of the Holy Emperor, she couldn't take action directly. But the bad thing was,

The Holy Emperor has given too much love to Princess Ning'an. It would be the best way to use Princess Ning'an to make the Holy Emperor angry with the little prince.

Killing two birds with one stone, really vicious!

But Shao Hai has not yet figured out what exactly Queen Xie wants to use Princess Ning'an for.

Fuying took a breath: "I have been alone in the inn these two days and have not met you. That person should not have noticed me."

"Yes," Shao Hai nodded: "I have already thrown away the secret guard when I came here today. Just trust me."

He said that he would take him to find his biological mother today. This was too tempting for Fuying, and she had to believe him now.

Fuying struggled to identify the direction in the crowd, but the next moment, the sound of rapid horse hooves was heard in the distance.

"Clear the way! Clear the way!"

The cavalry holding the Jinwu Guards flag galloped towards them. The pedestrians on the street were violently driven away by the guards on both sides and retreated to both sides of the street.

"When the emperor travels, please give way quickly!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone knelt down in unison. Although Fuying was surprised, she also knelt down with everyone.

Dad’s birthday has not come yet, why did he leave the palace early today?

Today the emperor is not sitting in a sedan chair. Instead, he is dressed in military uniform and riding a tall black horse. It seems that something big has happened.

The wind blew up the corner of Fuying's curtain hat. She looked up and happened to see her father riding by on horseback. After not seeing her for a few days, her father's temples actually had a little more gray.
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