The four of Feiying were stunned for a moment, but they did not resist Feng Nanqi's order, but just sat down to eat roast goose very well-behaved.

It's late, Feng Nanqi has to go back.

Feiying reminded her in a whisper that she had finally decided to leave Luo Ying and the Black Crow behind, waiting for Grandpa Yu to bake the last things and take them back to the palace.

Shui San was also informed by her to have a big dinner together in the evening, and finally the brothers should celebrate when they get together.

But where is there such a happy ending?

Suddenly, there was a crowd of people, and panic was written all over everyone's faces.

Feng Nanqi was shocked, this familiar picture, the appearance of the dead moon in front of her eyes resurfaced in front of her eyes.

She froze in place, unable to move her legs.

In such a bustling night market, the crowd of riots is enough to drown out the small figure of Feng Nanqi.

Hua Qianchu and Feiying, who were following behind, couldn't reach the crowd coming from the opposite direction, and Feiying had no choice but to hold on to Hua Qianchu tightly and constantly retreat to a relatively safe place.

The crowd gradually receded, and Hua Qianchu and him rushed to the original place.

But no matter how you find it, you can't find Feng Nanqi.

The little princess is gone!

"Where's the little princess?" Hua Qianchu anxiously pulled the sleeve of the flying eagle.

The eagle looked around, took a fire fold and released the flare he was carrying.

Soon, about twenty or so dark guards arrived immediately, as well as Luo Ying and Black Crow.

After listening to Feiying's brief explanation of the situation, the dark guards immediately set off to find Feng Nanqi, while the black crow went to investigate the cause of the riot.

"If you haven't found the princess for half an hour, you can go and inform the Second Highness." Feiying said calmly.

The more this situation is, the more calm you have to be, not to mention that it is not clear if the little princess is purely separated from them.

The night was like ink, and the government also intervened in this matter.

The crows returned with nothing, and the riot was without warning, with only a few wounded, apparently in a group fight and then involving others.

Hua Qianchu didn't speak, he just thought it was very strange, would a pure fight cause such a large crowd?

He glanced at the Eagle and found a large area of ash on his black coat.

Hua Qianchu was a little curious at first, but then took another look at himself and found that he also had soil marks on his body.

He walked around, looked around for a moment, and then stopped the eagle and the crow who were leaving.

"Go back quickly and inform the second prince that this riot is against the princess."

If his reasoning is correct, the crowd is deliberately rushing towards them, in order to separate Feng Nanqi from them.

The black crow didn't dare to delay, and immediately went to inform Feng Nan'er.

If it is really aimed at Feng Nanqi, then she is afraid that she will be more auspicious next.

Feiying was skeptical of Hua Qianchu's words, and Hua Qianchu calmly explained: "You are covered in dust, and so is mine." I just looked around and found this. ”

He took out a steamed bun that had fallen to the ground and had a deep fingerprint on it. Near the edge there was a distinct strip of black, which was the dirt embedded in the nails.

If it's just a layer of ash stuck to the outside, then Hua Qianchu won't care too much.

"Think about it, who is the person who is covered in mud and dust, and has a lot of dirt between his fingernails, and who is easy to lurk in the streets of all sizes without being noticed?"

Feiying pondered for a moment, and suddenly blurted out, "Beggar? ”

There are many people who are prone to sticking to dirt marks, such as farmers, potters, and naughty children.

But it is very easy to rule out, farmers have to work every day, usually manual work, so when they go home, they will choose to sleep, and there is not much energy to come to the night market.

In addition, there are very few farmers in Lancheng, usually on the outskirts of the city, and there are not many potters, who tend to clean themselves up in order to sell them.

It's even more impossible for a child, because who has ever seen a child close to six feet tall (based on one foot = 0.3m, six feet is about 1.8m)?

The eagle also has a little dust on its shoulders, so it can't be a child, so the answer is obvious.

There are many people, they are inconspicuous, they have a strong intelligence network, and they are easy to get covered in dust.

Only beggars meet this condition.

As long as the fight is used as an excuse to cause panic among the beggars on a large scale, then the crowd will inevitably riot.

It can be seen from the dust on Hua Qianchu and Feiying that there must be a lot of beggars coming to them, deliberately widening the distance between them and Feng Nanqi.

At that time, Feng Nanqi, who didn't know martial arts, was like fish on a chopping board - at the mercy of others.

The Flying Eagle, who was also aware of this, also looked solemn.

"Let's go to the government first, take a look at those injured people, you should have an identity card on you, right?" Hua Qianchu said to the flying eagle without changing his face.

Since you can't be 100% sure that your analysis is correct, you must now go to the person concerned to confirm it.

And if they don't prove their identity, the officials will definitely not agree to these irrelevant people to go in for questioning.

Feiying nodded, and then the two of them hurried to the official mansion.

And in the attic of a nearby inn, two people watched their actions silently.

"Are you sure the girl won't make a move?"

Hao teeth and eyebrows, hooves and hooves stop, begonias lined with red.

And the person next to the woman was dressed in an ink robe and draped casually, and her ebony straight hair was scattered on her shoulders. The face is also beautiful, but there are many coldness in the eyebrows and eyes.

The slender fingers smoothed the fur of the black cat in his arms, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the questions asked by the delicate people around him.

"Just look at it, if you can't solve such a small matter, there is no point in cooperating."

The woman in red frowned slightly, and was puzzled: "But isn't he the person the girl has been looking for?" ”

The woman in ink smiled, and the black cat on her body felt her movements and got up and left her, sleeping lazily by the window.

The woman in ink was a head taller than the woman in red, and she lifted the chin of the woman in red and looked at the face of the woman in red.

"At the Lingshan Meeting, the World-Honored One showed the crowd flowers, and when everyone was silent, Venerable Weikyaye smiled. The World-Honored One said, 'I have the Dharma Eye, Nirvana, the reality without appearance, the subtle Dharma, the Dharma, the Mahakasya, the Mahakasya. ’”

The woman in ink just told her the story of the Buddha smiling with flowers.

"And you, when will you become my Maha?" She asked rhetorically, her amber pupils bottomless.

The woman in red looked at her blankly, her lips slightly opened, "Allure is stupid, and I can't understand what the girl is thinking." ”

The woman in ink let go of her hand, deaf to the loss in her eyes.

"I have my own plans, you should rest early."