"The prince of Zhenbei is missing?" Wu Xuehai's eyes raised slightly, but he didn't expect such news to come at night.

"How did Shizi disappear?"

Wu Xuehai's tone was unclear, and he asked without any joy or anger.

Lu Changzhi didn't dare to be overjoyed, and calmly told the story of the disappearance of the son he had heard.

Wu Xuehai listened very carefully, and said after listening: "The king of Zhenbei has been on the battlefield for many years, and has made a lot of enemies. The king of Zhenbei is the hero of Dachen, and we can't watch his son lose and be indifferent. Someone—"

The butler hurried in.

Wu Xuehai instructed: "Arrange some people to help find the prince of Zhenbei." ”

"Yes!" The steward took the order.

Lu Changzhi opened his mouth and was about to speak, when Wu Xuehai glanced at him, "The King of Zhenbei has made outstanding achievements, we all have to help him when he needs our help, don't let the merits of the imperial court chill!" ”

"Yes, Xiaguan is ordering people to look for the son together!"

Lu Changzhi retreated respectfully.

The official who was discussing state affairs with Wu Xuehai just now arched his hand to him, "Xiangye, then I'll go and help too." ”

Wu Xuehai nodded, "Well, you can go." ”

Wu Xuehai was the only one left in the huge living room, he was playing with a jade gourd, staring at a certain place on the ground with his eyes, and his eyes gradually became gloomy.

The news of the disappearance of the prince of Zhenbei soon spread to the palace, and the emperor was about to rest, and when he heard about it, he immediately sent the Imperial Forest Army to find the prince.

The Third Prince and the Seventh Prince also heard about it, and they all sent people one after another.

Countless torches lit up every street in the capital, and the people were panicked by such a big battle, thinking that they were catching some kind of spies.

Since they were looking for the son, they naturally had to search from house to house, but they all rushed into the air and did not find any trace of the son.

Fu Xiaojiu and the princess first went to several places that they often went to with the prince, but they also found nothing.

The princess held back her tears, continued to look for the prince with a strained face, and Fu Xiaojiu sat on the back of the horse without saying a word, but her heart was so anxious that she was on fire.

The situation on Wan Lin's side is not optimistic, Feng Zhongjun has the ability to penetrate Yang in a hundred steps, even at night, his eyesight is excellent, and he has been to the capital several times before, and he knows the map of the capital by heart, but even so, he has not found any clues about the prince.

Wan Lin sat on the horse and kept looking into the distance, but suddenly, Wan Lin withdrew his gaze.

"Uncle Zhongjun, I want to go somewhere."

"Where do you want to go?" Feng Zhongjun's eyes lit up, and he could see that Wan Lin seemed to have an idea.

Wan Lin replied, "I want to go up there." ”

Wan Lin raised his hand and pointed to a tall building not far away.

This tall building is not a watchtower, but a tower.

The tower is in the Lingkong Temple, and the gate of the temple has long been closed, and if you want to go to that tower, you have to knock on the temple door.

The people of the Chen Dynasty believed in Buddhism and felt that it was disrespectful to disturb Buddhism so late, so Feng Zhongjun was a little hesitant after Wan Lin made this request.

But Feng Zhongjun quickly made a decision, human life is bigger than the sky, and the most important thing at this time is to find the son as soon as possible.

However, before knocking on the door, Feng Zhongjun still asked, "Nephew, do you want to go to that tower to overlook the capital?" ”

Wan Lin replied: "That's right, I just want to see the whole picture of the capital." Aside from the Que Tower, the top of that tower is the best place. ”

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

Feng Zhongjun rode his horse first and came to the temple gate of the Ethereal Temple first.

He knocked on the door a few times, and soon a little novice came to open the door.

Feng Zhongjun politely explained his intentions, and Xiao Shami immediately went to tell the host.

Hearing that they were looking for the prince of Zhenbei, the host didn't care that they disturbed the monks' cultivation, and without delay, he took the key to the tower gate and led Feng Zhongjun and Wan Lin to the front of the tower.

This tower is called Wanbao Pagoda, there are nine floors in total, in order not to disturb more, Feng Zhongjun only walked into Wanbao Pagoda with Wan Lin.

Feng Zhongjun had good physical strength, and it was not difficult to climb the nine-story pagoda in one go, while Wan Lin rested twice before climbing to the top of the pagoda.

The wind is strong at night, standing on the top of the tower overlooking the capital, if you are afraid of heights, you are afraid that you will not be able to take a minute.

Feng Zhongjun stood in front of the window on the ninth floor and looked out, but he didn't feel anything.

Wan Lin only knew at this time that he was afraid of heights, and when he stood in front of the window and looked down, his two calves couldn't stop trembling slightly.

But for the sake of the prince, he clenched his fists tightly and forced himself to stand at each window for a moment, and soon knew all the terrain of the capital.

"Nephew, why are you sweating so much on your head? Are you hot? ”

Feng Zhongjun looked at Wan Lin a little strangely, and said that the wind was strong at the top of the tower, how could Wan Lin still sweat so much after the wind blew for a long time?

Wan Lin didn't say anything about his fear of heights, but said: "My physical strength is not as good as my uncle's, and I have some difficulty coming up, and I am tired and sweating." By the way, I just saw that there seem to be two dyeing shops on the side of the street where Shizi disappeared. ”

"Dyehouse?" Feng Zhongjun looked down the place pointed by Wan Lin and saw two dyeing houses.

The strangeness of these two dyeers can only be discovered when you stand on a high vantage point.

If you stand on the street and look at each other, these two dyeing houses are two houses, and they don't seem to have anything to do with each other.

But when you look at it from the air, you will find that the pattern of these two dyeing houses is a "king" shape.

One of the two dyeing houses is in the upper left corner of the "king" and the other is in the lower right corner of the "king", and the diagonal junction seems to be the wall of someone else's house, but in fact it has been opened up, connecting the two dyeing houses together.

The courtyard of the dyeing workshop is crisscrossed with a lot of cloth to dry, like a labyrinth.

According to eyewitnesses, the procession passed by the entrance of the dye shop in the upper left corner, then walked to the upper left corner of the "king" and turned to the left.

If they hide a person in the procession and send them to the dyeing house, under the cover of drying cloth, it is difficult to detect anything even from the air.

After Wan Lin's explanation, Feng Zhongjun suddenly understood.

When they watched from the Wanbao Pagoda, Fu Xiaojiu and the princess also had a harvest.

Fu Xiaojiu said that she wanted to see the street where her deceased son disappeared, and after arriving here, Fu Xiaojiu looked at the shops on both sides.

"Princess, have we all gone in and seen the shops on both sides?" Fu Xiaojiu asked.

The princess nodded, "Except for this dyeing workshop, we have all been to see it." ”

Fu Xiaojiu asked puzzledly: "Why didn't you go in this dyeing workshop to have a look?" ”

The princess said: "This dyeing workshop has locked the door from the outside, there should be no one inside, I didn't bring anyone in just now." ”

Fu Xiaojiu didn't suspect this dyeing workshop without evidence, she suddenly felt panicked when she walked to the door of the dyeing workshop, so she suspected this place.

Since Fu Xiaojiu was suspicious of the dyeing workshop, the princess believed in Fu Xiaojiu's perception very much, and the princess also found that Fu Xiaojiu's face seemed to be a little bad.

"Xiao Jiu, did you feel something?"

The princess remembered Fu Xiaojiu's "ability".

Fu Xiaojiu said in an uncertain tone: "I'm a little flustered, let's go in and have a look." ”

"Good!"

The princess no longer hesitated, raised her long legs, and kicked open the door of the dye shop.

Wan Lin and Feng Zhongjun stood on a high place and saw their movements, and immediately glanced at each other.

The princess kicked open the door of the dyeing workshop and entered with the mermaids.

"It's such a mess here!"

When she came to the courtyard and looked at the labyrinth of dyed cloth, the princess frowned.

Fu Xiaojiu also felt that the cloth here was a little strange.

The princess reminded her subordinates: "Let's all be careful! ”

"Xiao Jiu, you follow me, don't get lost."

The princess pulled out the long sword in her waist and walked cautiously to the front.

If it weren't for the clear moonlight tonight, and searching with so many people, looking at the dyed cloths blown by the wind, Fu Xiaojiu couldn't help but make up all the horror movie episodes.

"Will the prince really be here?"

Fu Xiaojiu was doubting her judgment, and suddenly, her heart began to panic.

Fu Xiaojiu helped his heart, didn't say anything for the time being, and still followed closely behind the princess.

The princess used her sword to pick open the pieces of cloth that fluttered in the wind like ghosts, but everyone turned over the entire dyeing house, and found no trace of the prince, there was really no one here.

"Is the prince no longer here?" Fu Xiaojiu said disappointedly.

The princess's good heart also sank, and Fu Xiaojiu was about to apologize to the princess, when a sharp arrow suddenly fell from the sky and shot accurately on the ground between the princess and Fu Xiaojiu.

Where they were was the only place from the air that was not blocked by the cloth, Feng Zhongjun saw the opportunity and shot out the sharp arrow with the word "next door" engraved on the shaft of the arrow with an arrow.

"This is Feng Zhongjun's arrow!"

The princess immediately pulled out the arrow, and then saw the word "next door" hastily engraved on the shaft.

"Next door?" After Fu Xiaojiu finished speaking, the two of them looked in the direction where the sharp arrow came from at the same time, saw the Wanbao Pagoda, and immediately understood what was going on.

"It's Feng Zhongjun, what they found in the high places."

After the princess finished speaking, she flew to the wall of the dyeing workshop, and when she stood on the wall and looked at it, she understood more clearly what Feng Zhongjun meant by "next door".

She discovers the secrets of two dyehouses diagonally opposite.

"Xiao Jiu, the dyeing workshop next door has figured it out from here! The layout of these two dyeing houses is very similar, so I'll go over and open the door for you first! ”

After saying this, the princess jumped off the wall and raised her sword to break the lock of the secret door on the wall.

Fu Xiaojiu and the princess's subordinates immediately came to the dyeing shop next door, and Fu Xiaojiu's heart suddenly became more panicked.

"Princess, I don't think we can miss every corner here, the prince should be here!"

Fu Xiaojiu was so flustered that he couldn't stand anymore.

The princess nodded vigorously, "Good! Even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will find Jing'er! ”

The princess was angry and shouted the name of the prince.

"Jing'er! Where are you? Mother is here to save you! ”

The princess's cry almost pierced Fu Xiaojiu's eardrums.

Not to mention, the princess's cry was really answered.

A dart struck the princess from the shadows.