270. How dare you disappear without my king's permission【4】
"Find her for me!" he said gloomily.
After bypassing the Imperial Garden, Commander Liu was uneasy, wondering what would happen if he told the story. Yuwen Longxiang seemed to be fine, but he probably concluded that everything was under control.
"Your Highness." He was standing aside, following Yuwen Longxiang's footsteps and whispered, "Your Highness, in fact, what I just said is true..."
Yuwen Longxiang suddenly stopped, his expression still unpredictable, and he looked at him with some speculation, "Is it all true?"
Liu Tong led: "Master Qiu Yan returned early and brought the princess's maid. The maid said that she was ordered by the princess to go out to buy earrings. When she came back, she saw all the dead people. Master Qiu Yan said that he could have saved the princess, but at the last moment,
The princess was taken away by a man with excellent qinggong skills. Before that, she was hit by a sword. Lord Qiu Yan said he didn’t know the extent of the injury."[
His eyes changed several times and gradually became colder, "Qiu Yan... missed it?"
"Lord Qiu Yan chased him, but he couldn't catch up. Obviously this man's lightness kung fu is one of the best in the world. With one person, he can still get rid of Lord Qiu Yan in such a short period of time..."
Yuwen Longxiang suddenly raised his hand to stop him, "What happened to the sword?"
"My subordinate is not sure. Master Qiu Yan said that he doesn't know whether the injury is serious."
"Qinggong..." His eyes darkened slightly, as if cold stars were shining, "Murong Qingshuang, how dare you disappear without my permission!"
"Lord Qiu Yan has brought people to continue the search. If there is any news, His Highness will be notified as soon as possible."
"Why did you save me?" Murong Qingshuang's wounds had been bandaged and the blood on her body had been washed away. She put on the clothes Mu Ling gave her and was sitting on the steps of the small bamboo house.
Guchengbi was sitting on the side with her legs crossed and her chin propped up on her hands.
"Miss Murong, if you want to thank you, just say thank you." He said rudely, "Although I'm not here to thank you, if you say that, I won't refuse to accept it."
"I won't say." She leaned against the railing next to her, looking at the grassland and stream, the mountains in the distance, and the blue sky.
