Chapter 72: Old Prince

Under Zhao Ying's command, Shen Zichen and the maidservants of the Leng Mansion disappeared around the corner of the street along with the humble pastry vendor.

It's getting late.

At dinnertime, Leng Mingyue frowned: "Hasn't Zichen come back yet?" ”

In the past, Shen Zichen would always stick to her, and after staying in Lengfu for a long time, he would also go to different places to play.

This is a symbol of Xiaotuanzi's trust in Leng Fu and lowering his vigilance, which is a good thing.

Only this time, he played a little longer.

The maidservants looked at each other and said in a confused tone: "Isn't the little boy with the housekeeper?" ”

"The housekeeper went out to check the account books and didn't come back, but the slave saw him and other sisters go out of the house."

"You said you were buying osmanthus cakes, right? I think I'm back, haven't you looked elsewhere? ”

"Have you looked for the garden? Have you seen the warehouse? ”

Even Leng Mingyue, everyone rummaged through the cold mansion, but they didn't find Shen Zichen and the maidservant who went out of the mansion together.

"Where did the vendor who sells osmanthus cake come from?" Leng Mingyue's heart sank, knowing that something had happened to Shen Zichen.

"Outside the East Wall." A handmaid stretched out her hand.

Leng Mingyue had no doubts, walked out of the house quickly, and really found some traces of white powder under the east wall.

"Cousin!" Leng Huaijin ran out with him, panting, he saw the white powder, and his face changed:

"This is ecstasy, Zichen was taken away!"

At the same time, he was amazed at another thing - why can his cousin be so fast?

There are cultivated maids and slaves in the house, but none of them can be faster than her!

Leng Mingyue didn't speak, and by the faint flame of the lantern candle, she saw someone carving words on the wall with branches or stones:

"See you in the Red Courtyard in the north of the city."

At the first moment when she saw the handwriting, the anger in Leng Mingyue's eyes flashed.

This is Zhao Ying's words, and she recognizes them.

Zhao Ying took Shen Zichen away, very good, Zhao Ying is bent on death, she is fulfilled!

"Where is the Red Courtyard in the north of the city?" Her voice was icy and scary.

Leng Huaijin breathlessly said: "It seems that it seems to be the Zhao family's courtyard in the north of the city, because the tiles are red, so ......"

Before Shen Zichen finished speaking, Leng Mingyue was gone.

"Big ...... What about the eldest lady? The slave was dumbfounded.

They're not dazzled, are they?

Why did an ordinary woman who had no cultivation suddenly ...... Gone?

"Send someone to the Red Courtyard! Fast! Leng Huaijin didn't choose to doubt, because he was afraid that his cousin and Shen Zichen would be in any danger.

When Duan Ying came back from the barracks, the Leng Mansion was already empty, and she found her husband and talked about what happened today:

"Qinglan, let's refine two more pills for the old prince, since the old princess was devoured by the ghost clan with her unborn child, he has been seriously ill, and his health is getting worse and worse."

The old prince is the elder brother of Emperor Yan, who made countless exploits on the battlefield when he was young, and had a son when he was old, but he ended up with no bones left in his wife and children.

It's not tragic.

"Qinglan? Qinglan? Duan Ying stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Leng Qinglan, confused: "What's the matter with you?" What about the bright moon? What about nostalgia? What about Zichen? What about nursing homes? ”

asked four questions in a row, which made Leng Qinglan come back to his senses, and he looked at his mother-in-law:

"I just learned that Zichen was kidnapped by the Zhao family, and Mingyue Huaijin took someone to save him!"

When Duan Ying heard this, her already not very gentle face was full of war: "I'll lead the troops!" ”

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Chengbei Red Temple.

It is an almost abandoned yard that has been left untended for many years, and is overgrown with weeds and moss.

Unlike usual, there are many more people in the courtyard tonight.