The sky was overcast, and the heavy clouds in the sky were very low. Lightning bolts pierced the sky, like huge, hideous cracks, trying to tear the gloomy sky apart. The thunder that followed suddenly exploded, deafening, and even the earth couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Outside a room on the third floor of the post house, Feige's face was heavy, and he looked at the closed door in front of him without saying a word.

The room was quiet, there was not a trace of sound, only lightning accompanied by thunder, illuminating the doors and windows of the room.

A sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the building, and Feige looked up to see that it was Liuxia walking slowly with a tray.

Approaching, the two glanced at each other, Liu Xia had a rare solemn face, and asked in a low voice, "Is Your Highness still inside?" ”

Feige didn't speak, and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Liu Xia took a deep breath and walked to the front and lightly slammed the door: "Your Highness, you have not run out of water and rice for two days and two nights, how can your body stand it like this?" After a pause, as if there was no sound in the room, he added, "If General Qi knows, she doesn't want Her Highness to torture herself like this." ”

As soon as these words came out, an angry shout came from the room: "Get out! With the sound of artifacts falling to the ground and porcelain pieces shattering.

Liu Xia and Feige were stunned: His Royal Highness is actually throwing things! They have been by His Highness's side for more than ten years, and they have never seen His Highness so out of control.

On that day they found all the girls who had been taken captive in a small town fifty miles south and north of the city, and did not return until late in the evening.

However, none of them expected that another murder occurred in the city, and General Qi also disappeared.

His Royal Highness went crazy and searched all the places where General Qi could go, but there was no trace of General Qi. Until now, the Major General and Mo Yi are still leading the troops to search, but there is still no news of General Qi.

In the room, the ground was already a mess, and Huang Fuchen's arms hung down weakly, and he slumped down on the chair next to the table.

His face was silent, and his chin was covered with blue-black stubble. A pair of black eyes were even more cold, and the surging painful gaze was like the ice in the extremely cold place, and like the raging fire of the prairie fire. Hate can't freeze everything into ice and incinerate everything to ashes.

Obviously, this is a long-planned plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, someone used the missing girl to lure him out of Pingyang City, and then created two murders in the city that seemed to have nothing to do with the girl's disappearance. This person went to great lengths to perform such a good show, perhaps his purpose was Yue'er from the beginning.

Could it be him? The mysterious man in the dungeon, the ruthless and violent Nanchi national teacher? But if it was him, what was his purpose? Where will he kidnap Yue'er?

He knew that the most important thing he should do now was to calm down, calm down and think seriously about the analysis, but he couldn't help himself, his heart had never been so chaotic. He couldn't even think about the possibility that the woman he loved could fall into the hands of such a cruel person.

He regretted it very much, regretted that he didn't take her with him at all times, regretted that he didn't think it well, and let people take advantage of it. He slowly lowered his body, his head in his hands, his fingers digging deep into his hair, and his shoulders trembled.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head, his eyes were empty and unfocused, staring at the mess on the ground. Slowly, his eyes fell on the scattered pile of papers in the room, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

It was something that Mo Yi had brought over, saying that it was something related to the missing woman that Yue'er asked her to investigate. Because he was concerned about Yue'er's comfort in the past two days, and the missing girls had all been found, he didn't take it to heart.

However, now that I think about it, why did Yue'er let Mo Yi investigate these things? Could it be that she was aware of something? What was there that she had just thought of, and that he had just overlooked?

Thinking of this, he almost immediately got up, rushed over and pinched the papers in his hand in a few steps, and looked at them carefully one by one, for fear of missing some important information.

Soon, he found out that this was all the records of the missing girls who had been seen in the past year, as well as the names of all the doctors he had consulted.

He wondered in his heart, and his brows were contemplative. What did Yue'er ask Mo to check these for? What does the disappearance of these girls have to do with illness?

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his eyes, and his eyes widened suddenly, and he hurriedly searched for the information again. Soon, he set his sights on the name of a doctor who was not unfamiliar, but also unfamiliar.

Jia Xingbai! That handsome man who looks gentle and scholarly! These missing girls have all made Jia Xingbai sick before!

His body shook, and the fog in his mind seemed to be suddenly blown away by a strong wind, and it gradually became clearer.

His eyes sank, and he hurried to the door, opening the door with a sudden thud of his hands.

Feige and Liuxia looked at the Huangfu Chen who suddenly appeared, shocked and stunned: "Palace...... Your Highness ......"

Without waiting for the two of them to react, Huang Fuchen ordered in a deep voice: "Liuxia, quickly gather people, post notices, and arrest Jia Xingbai in the whole city!" Feige, you and this king go to Jia Xingbai's address quickly! ”

The end fell, and before the two of them could say yes, they felt a flower in front of them, where could they still see half of their Royal Highness......

When Shangguan Jiyue woke up again, she found herself in a closed room. She didn't know how long she had been unconscious, she just felt that her head was dizzy and heavy, her chest was painful, and her limbs were weak.

She sat up slowly, and was surprised to find that her hands and feet were not bound at all. Slightly stunned, she instantly understood. Jia Xingbai's martial arts are unfathomable, and her chances of escaping from his hands are almost equal to zero.

She smiled bitterly and looked at the place where she was by the help of a few clear oil lamps on the wall.

It was a chamber-like room, dimly lit, and the walls were made of stone, and the smooth stone walls glowed faintly in the faint light of the oil lamp.

The stone chamber has no doors or windows, but it has good air circulation. There was nothing left in the room other than the stone bed beneath her.

The surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that even the faint sparks of the oil lamps burning and bursting on the walls could be heard clearly. She was sure that Jia Xingbai was not there, and there was no one.

Being in such a place, Shangguan Jiyue knew very well that even if she shouted in her throat now, no one would be able to hear her.

Therefore, she didn't do too many meaningless things, but became more and more calm. Life and death have a life and wealth in the sky, and if it comes, it will be safe. What's more, there are still many mysteries in her mind that have not yet been solved.

Now, Jia Xingbai is the only one who can solve her doubts, and she must ask him in person to understand. However, as soon as she remembered the portrait of the woman she had seen before she fell unconscious, her heart ached and almost suffocated.

That man, the man who made her live and die and pay with her heart and soul was actually the son of Princess Pingluo, and his body actually had the blood of the Nanchi royal family flowing in his body. That's the Nanchi royal family that slaughtered her, and they have an enmity with her!

Going around and around, God actually played such a big joke on him. Shangguan Jiyue sat on the stone bed and laughed in a low voice.

Laughing and laughing, tears seeped out of his eyes and slid down his cheeks. The suffocating pain in her heart came again, and it felt like someone was cutting her heart with a sharp knife.