She then searched for the people living in Fengyao Palace one by one and asked them one by one,
"Have you seen A Yan?"
But no matter who it was, there was only one answer to her: "I didn't see it."
An Xici put her finger to her lips and bit it hard. She felt a sharp pain. She looked around blankly: "It's not a dream. I'm not dreaming..."
Ji Wuhen couldn't stand it and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, A Yan, A Yan will come back."
An Xici looked at him: "What do you mean? What do you mean A Yan will come back? Where has he gone?"
Ji Wuhen shook his head: "I don't know either. He just said, let me take care of you more, and nothing else."
An Xibi said in disbelief: "He, is he gone?"
Ji Wuhen said with difficulty: "It seems so."
An Xici shook his head and backed away: "No, no, he won't disappear without saying a word. He must have been poisoned and passed out somewhere. I'll go find him. I'll go
Look for it!"
"A Yan, A Yan——" An Xishui shouted loudly, but no one answered her.
An Xijie, with her bare feet like this, called everyone in the back mountain, but still no one was seen.
She ran to the town down the mountain again. Every time she saw someone, she grabbed him and asked:
"Have you seen A Yan?"
"Has any of you seen my Ayan?"
"..."
But all she heard was,
"Didn't see it."
"Didn't see it!"
"I don't know you!"
"I told you I didn't see it!"
"..."
As the sky grew dark, she stood alone on the street. When passers-by saw her, they couldn't help but stop and feel sorry. How could such a beautiful woman act like a fool?
Her feet were already stained with blood and covered with mud and dust. Her large red nightgown was also torn in several places. Her beautiful face was as pale as a ghost.
An Xici just stood there, watching people coming and going, but none of them was her A Yan.
She suddenly remembered that at that time in Xiqing, she saw Mrs. Zheng doing the same thing, and asked everyone if they had seen her Qiu'er!
She didn't understand it then, but she understands it now.
Now as long as someone is willing to tell her where her Ah Yan is, she can do whatever she wants.
As night fell, An Xishui was still asking:
"Has anyone seen my Ayan?"
I don’t know when, a few people suddenly came over, walked up to her and said with a smile: "Girl, are you looking for A Yan? I have seen him, I know where he is, you come with me, I will take you to see him!"
After saying that, he smiled and tried to hold An Xibi's hand.
At this moment, a silver light flashed, and the man fell to the ground wailing, his hand having been cut off.
Yue Xiuyan looked at An Xibi with hatred: "An Xibi, are you crazy? Don't you want to know where Huangfuyan is? I tell you! He's gone! Did you hear that? He doesn't want to
I asked you to watch him die with your own eyes, so he left! If you have had enough trouble, come back with me! Are you such a stupid person? Here, if you ask like a madman, you can ask where Huangfu Yan went.
Can you be sober? Where has that proud and confident An Xici gone? Look at you now, you look like a ghost. If Huangfu Yan knew that you had become like this for him, he would probably rather die.