"See the prince." After arriving at the palace for a while, he came directly to Gong Yiyuan's study.

Gong Yiyuan arrived at Qingling and put down the things in his hand.

"Why are you here? The king did not call you. What's the matter? ”

As soon as Gong Yiyuan opened his mouth, he gave people a feeling of depression, his aura was different from ordinary people, and Qingling went back to beat a spirit.

"Back to the prince, there is indeed something looking for you, Yan Shuangxue is gone." Gong Yiyuan listened to Qingling's words, and the expression on his face changed slightly, but he quickly recovered.

Of course, these were not discovered by Qingling, because at this time Qingling was lowering her head, and she did not dare to look at her master, which would be regarded as a great disrespect.

Gong Yiyuan didn't say anything, and after listening to Qingling's report, he continued to pick up the book in his hand and read it.

Qingling pestle waited there for a long time, but she didn't see any movement from Gong Yiyuan, she knew that Gong Yiyuan didn't care about Yan Shuangxue's affairs, and it was not interesting to stay here any longer.

"The little one quits." Qingling hurriedly saluted Gong Yiyuan and carefully exited the study.

"What's the matter, Lord Wang? He had obviously told himself that he was always paying attention to Yan Shuangxue's actions, why did he come to tell him that Yan Shuangxue was gone, why didn't he react? ”

Hey, the master's mind is really incomprehensible, and he doesn't dare to figure out the master's mind.

But Qingling could see that Gong Yiyuan had an indescribable feeling for Yan Shuangxue.

Since Gong Yiyuan doesn't care about this matter, then he has to take care of it himself, maybe this is the prince testing himself.

After Qingling left the palace, she decided to find Yan Shuangxue by herself.

Qingling walked on the bustling street, and when she saw a woman about the same size as Yan Shuangxue, she hurried to follow, but every time she was disappointed.

It's like Qingling looking for it on the street, seeing that the sun is about to set! Yan Shuangxue was still not found.

There were fewer and fewer people on the streets, and the sun had set, so Aoling had to go back and think of other options.

Qingling lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, so it was difficult to find Yan Shuangxue by herself.

Because he didn't know where Yan Shuangxue was, Qingling turned over and got out of bed at this time and came to the desk.

Qingling saw the paper and pen on the desk, and her eyes lit up.

Qingling picked up the pen and drew on the paper.

In less than a cup of tea, Yan Shuangxue's appearance was drawn on paper by Qingling.

Qingling took the portrait and looked at it for a while, feeling that she could paint it okay, she put the portrait away, and then went back to bed and began to sleep.

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Qingling got up, and she took Yan Shuangxue's portrait to the street.

"Hot buns just out of the cage." It was the hawker's voice that was selling buns and came into Qingling's ears.

Qingling hurriedly walked over to the vendor.

"Does the girl want to eat steamed buns? The hot buns that have just come out of the oven are fragrant and big. The vendor saw Qingling coming to him and quickly greeted her warmly.

"Here's a bun, boss." Qingling took out a penny from his pocket and handed it to the boss, and then Qingling opened Yan Shuangxue's portrait.

"Boss, have you seen this woman?"

"What a girl! Haven't seen it. The bun vendor shook his head.

Qingling took the bun in disappointment, then put away the portrait and walked forward.

Although the bun exudes an attractive fragrance, how can Qingling have the heart to eat the bun?

"Okay, okay, all the uncles and aunts passing by, brothers and sisters." A little Hanako walked up to her, shouting there incessantly.

Qingling looked at the bun in her hand, she was not in the mood to eat it anyway, she looked at the little girl in front of her, and then gave him the bun.

"Thank you, sister!" Hanako took the bun and left with a happy face.

Qingling took Yan Shuangxue's portrait and continued to walk forward.

At this time, a middle-aged woman walked up.

"Auntie, have you ever seen the woman on this?" Qingling hurriedly walked over and asked the middle-aged woman.

"What a peugeot girl, it's a pity that I don't have eyes." The middle-aged woman looked at Yan Shuangxue's portrait and shook her head helplessly and left.

Qingling was unwilling to continue to hold Yan Shuangxue's portrait and ask those who came and went on the street.

"Uncle, have you seen this person?" The daughter asked an old man next to him again.

Still disappointed Qingling, and the old man also shook his head.

What can I do? It's been on the street for a whole day. Still no one has seen her, could it be that she was really killed?

But Qingling just doesn't believe it, how can such a dexterous person say that it's gone? No way, she must be in some kind of trouble.

Qingling looked up at the sun that was about to set, "I can't find it today, and I will continue to look for it tomorrow." ”

Seeing that it was getting dark, Qingling had no choice but to go back disappointed.

Outside the small black room where Yan Shuangxue was being held, a fat man with a dark complexion and the man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks walked towards the black room.

"Where are the people?" A vicious voice came into Yan Shuangxue's ears.

How? Another person? The person who was secretly glad just now was hairy at this time.

"It's in the house." It was the voice of the man with the monkey cheeks.

"Let me see what kind of goods it is." The fat black man kicked the door open.

Yan Shuangxue blocked the dazzling light with your right hand, and the black fat man walked in front of Yan Shuangxue, grabbed Yan Shuangxue's hair and lifted her face.

"Haha, it's a bit of a gesture, I heard that you're a madman. It's okay, Lao Tzu doesn't care if you're crazy or not, as long as you're good-looking, Lao Tzu likes it. The black fat man's eyes were about to fall out, and he saw Yan Shuang's snow-white and tender skin.

Saying that, the black fat man pounced like Yan Shuangxue, and the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man left the black room with a look.

He must not be allowed to take advantage, now that the black fat man is left alone, Yan Shuangxue is no longer afraid.

Just when the black fat man pounced on her, Yan Shuangxue took the opportunity to kick his lower body, and the black fat man squatted on the ground with a scream and couldn't get up.

Yan Shuangxue kicked the black fat man who was squatting on the ground, "You really don't know how thick the sky is, and you dare to touch me!" Then he walked to the door.

"You crazy woman, don't let Lao Tzu catch you again." The black fat man watched Yan Shuangxue walk in front of him.

"Hey, Lao Tzu didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today. Now that there are two empty talents, I am afraid that I will not be able to keep my roots. The black fat man squatted on the ground and couldn't straighten his waist in pain, where did he still have the strength to chase Yan Shuangxue.

Although Yan Shuangxue gave the fat black man a fatal kick, she was still very scared in her heart, and the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks she was afraid of came back and found that she had run away and would chase her behind.

In fact, what Yan Shuangxue didn't know was that the man with the sharp monkey cheeks had already sold her to the black fat man.

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks had already fled after taking the money, so where did he matter?

How did Yan Shuangxue know about these things? After Yan Shuangxue escaped from the small black house, she ran for more than ten miles in one go.

Yan Shuangxue unknowingly ran into a forest.