Murong Jing quietly sent Chen Shou to find someone, saying that he must bring it back.
After a while, his eyes were filled with sorrow. Now it was different. Because he had received Chuxue's letter, he could find an excuse to leave just now. If he found an excuse to leave now, it would easily arouse the suspicion of his mother. He took a secret look at Su'er.
It happened to be looking at him.
Su'er looked at the Empress Dowager again. When she saw that she stroked her forehead gently, she then stepped up and asked with concern: "My mother, the dew is heavy at night, why don't I send you back to rest?"
"Yes, when people get old, they always feel tired."
After a few words, the Empress Dowager was shaken and proposed to go back to Qianshou Palace to rest.[
Murong Jing breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Su'er gratefully.
Su'er sent the Empress Dowager back.
Seeing that they had just stepped out of the plum garden, Murong Jing quickly left in another direction. Even if he jumped out of the wall, he would not delay the time. He quickly rushed to the palace gate. Chen Shou happened to be there.
Hearing Chen Shou’s reward, Chuxue had already left the palace.
It's been an hour.
It's night now, and the city gates have been closed.
An hour ago? Is it the time to close the city gate?
Does the first snow go on the waterway or the landway? Is it going east or west?
Murong Jing immediately sent people to chase after him.
He shouldn't go much far as the first snowy look, and he will rush to the road at night? Will he?
"Calm down..." Murong Jing forced himself to calm down, how could he let him go like this? He was too willful! Not to mention a year, if he didn't take medicine for half a year, his life would be in danger.
Chen Shou was waiting for the order beside Murong Jing.
To be cautious, Murong Jing did not send Chen Shou out of the capital.
He always felt that he had exposed something, so he asked Chen Shou, "Chen Shou, where did you think Chuxue would go? As he said, go to the Nanman?"
"Weichen thinks it won't be possible. He is determined to avoid it, so why should he go to another relative? I'm afraid that by then, His Highness Sima will just receive a letter like you."
"Well. It's unlikely that he will go... Then, in which direction will he go? If it were you, in which direction would he go?" The opposite direction of the Nanman? Murong Jing is a mystery to the authorities, and he needs other people's opinions.