The night was blowing, the tents in the wilderness shook slightly, the ropes nailed to the ground were stretched straight, and the thick curtains of the doors were falling with a clattering sound.

Flickering bonfires were scattered among the tents, and Jin Wuwei, who was patrolling back and forth, walked past the bonfires, and the dark shadows of the forest swayed on the ground.

There are many tents in the Marquis of Anning's mansion, occupying a large open space on the edge of the wilderness, and the moon is dark tonight, and the tents where the lights are out are extraordinarily dark.

The curtain of a tent moved slightly, and a figure flashed out of it.

The man clung to the tent and looked at it for a long time.

It was pitch black all around, silent, and the inspecting Jin Wuwei had just walked over, and the sound of the clattering armor gradually faded away

The man crept out into the dark night with no end in sight.

Not far from the tent of the Marquis of Anning's mansion was a dense forest, and the man walked to the edge of the dense forest and shouted twice.

As soon as the sound fell, there were three "coo-coo" sounds in the dense forest.

The man was overjoyed, straightened his hair, and stroked his neckline again, and then hurried into the dense forest.

Soon after the man entered, another man flashed at the edge of the forest, his face blending with the night, and the outline was barely visible, except for the eyes as bright as cold stars.

He stared at the dense forest for a moment, then slowed down and chased in the direction of the man who had just entered.

It was just dawn, and the wilderness was busy.

Jin Yu took the guards of the Han Mansion to put away the camp tent and tie it to the car.

He saw that Han Changyun's tent had not moved, so he had to stand outside helplessly and shouted in a low voice, "Seventh Master, it's time to leave, get up."

There was a squirming sound inside, and a maidservant's voice sounded: "Seventh Master, Chief Jin has called."

Han Changyun hadn't woken up yet, so he rolled over with a mumble, and fell asleep again with the maid in his arms.

Jin Yu sighed helplessly.

"Why, haven't gotten up yet?" Han Changdui walked out of the tent, the blood stains on his clothes had dried thoroughly, but the thick bloody gas had not dissipated.

Jin Yu replied, looking at his own son, and then thinking about Han Changyun in the tent, he couldn't help but sigh.

Some people are born to work hard, and some people are born not to worry.

It's really a fandom!

Han Changwan didn't sleep all night, although he didn't see any tiredness between his eyebrows, but his mood was really not good, as if he was already impatient, and he didn't care about Han Changyun's face, and roared in a low voice: "If you can't afford it again, you will lift the tent!"

There was silence in the camp tent for a moment, and suddenly there was a loud noise, but in a blink of an eye, Han Changyun ran out of the camp tent with his clothes pinched, and greeted Han Changwan in horror and embarrassment: "Big brother, what a coincidence, you are also here."

Han Changwan didn't look at Han Changyun, and ordered Jin Yu, "Take it."

Seeing Han Changwan turn around and enter the camp again, Han Changyun glared at Jin Yu, lowered his voice and complained: "Old Jin, why did you call the eldest brother, aren't you afraid that he will kill me?"

Jin Yupi smiled and said, "Yes, it was the negligence of his subordinates, if he was angry with the prince and hurt his hands again, it would not be worth it."

「...... You, me," Han Changyun smiled angrily, pointing to Jin Yu's busy back and scolding, "Don't come to me for food in the future, no!" I won't give it to anyone! You, you, don't want me to talk to you again!"

Listening to the child's angry words, Jin Yu shook his head with a smile, there was no pause in his hand, the time to get up in the morning was tight, and he was packing up and setting off in the morning, so that he could reach Yuhua Mountain smoothly in the evening.

Han Changyun walked around the tent and didn't see Yao Qi, he held a baked crispy and fragrant flax cake, ate a bite of the cake, drank a mouthful of sweet syrup, and walked behind Jin Yu: "Old Jin, Ah Qi, why didn't you see her, wouldn't it be useless to eat, big brother let her go on an errand, big brother, this person, it's good, it's just this person who doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and it is very hated."

He babbled for a long time, but he didn't see Jin Yu answer him, he laughed angrily: "Hey you

Personally, you're really angry, you're really angry?" He tore off a piece of flax cake and touched Jin Yu's waist with his elbow: "Eh, taste it, it's fragrant."

Jin Yu smelled the crispy fragrance, but he couldn't hold back it, and he didn't have time in his hands, so he had to chew the flax cake directly with his mouth.

Han Changyun smiled and said, "Eh, that's right, you can't lose anything to your mouth, let's talk about it, what about Ah Qi?"

Jin Yu is very self-aware of eating people's mouths, but he can't speak too clearly, so he said: "Yao joined the army on another errand, and he rushed to Yuhua Mountain last night, so he arrived early."

Han Changyun sighed twice: "Let the girl rush in the middle of the night, and she is not afraid of encountering a robbery."

Jin Yu was worried: "Seventh Master, this is a joke, don't say that the road has been cleared on this road a long time ago, even if the road is not cleared, if there are really thieves who don't open their eyes and run into Yao joining the army, it's really hard to say who robbed whom."

"......" Han Changyun thought of the scene in Qingyun Village, and shrunk his neck, it was really like this.

In the morning light, most of the tents in the wilderness have been put away, and only a few sparse ones remain.

The people who had rested all night regained some of their spirits, the convoy set off again, the flags were fluttering, the voices were boiling, and this official road, which had been silent all night, suddenly became lively again.

Han Changwan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Meng Sui, who was still unconscious, and sighed coldly.

Jin Yu walked in and said sadly, "My lord, what should I do when Meng Sui is separated?"

Han Changdui froze.

Meng Suiyi was injured by the man in black last night, he chased the man all night, until the sky was twilight, and finally chased the person away, and he couldn't get the antidote, so he had to turn back.

Fortunately, when he returned to the camp, Han Zengshou had already cut Meng Sui's pulse, and he also used antidotes.

It's just that Meng Suiqi has been unconscious.

Han Zengshou also said that although the poison is not fatal, it is very tricky, and the medicine of a detoxification cannot be completely detoxified, at least it must be used for seven days in a row to completely detoxify and people can wake up.

With such a Meng Sui separation, there is obviously no way to go to Yuhua Mountain again.

After all, Yuhua Mountain is not as convenient as in the capital, Han Zengshou is an imperial doctor, and he can't stay by Meng Sui's side all the time, so it is more convenient to seek medical advice in the capital.

Han Changdui pondered for a moment and ordered, "Pick a few stable ones, bring all the antidotes, and escort Meng Sui back to Beijing to recuperate." He paused slightly: "With the carriage, you should be slower, and you don't need to be in a hurry."

Jin Yu reluctantly replied that this was the most appropriate disposal at the moment.

After he arranged this matter, he said to Han Changdu, "Shizi, Bao Gongzi is here."

Han Changdui nodded and said, "Let him in."

After a while, Bao Cheng walked in with an anxious face and saluted, "My lord, I asked out."

"Say." When Han Changdui saw the wound on Meng Sui's hand, a layer of evil aura appeared on his face, and his voice was cold.

Bao Cheng glanced at Meng Sui, and said with palpitations: "They were originally villagers in a nearby village, half a month ago, someone went to their village to recruit workers, picked one or two dozen young adults, said that they went to a big family to be a nursing home, practiced them for half a month, and last night said that the young lady of the master's family eloped with someone, and asked them to come out to chase people, so they made such a scene last night."

Han Changdui frowned slightly: "That's all?"

Bao Cheng nodded, "That's all."

"Nothing else?" Han Changdui said in surprise.

Bao Cheng shook his head: "No, they don't know who the master's family name is, nor what the name of the person who hired them is, they only know that the person's surname is Wang, he looks like he is in his thirties, he is extraordinarily generous and kind, and they all call that person the king's steward on weekdays."

Han Changdui condensed and said, "Since they are extremely familiar with this king's steward, they should be able to describe the appearance of this person, and use this portrait to find people."

Bao Cheng was prepared, took out a sheet of tissue paper from his sleeve, held it in both hands and handed it to Han Changdu: "According to their description, I drew a small portrait, but how do you look at it and feel that something is wrong, my lord take a look." "Something is wrong

？」 Han Changdui took the page suspiciously, unfolded it and glanced at it, and knew what Bao Cheng meant when he said something wrong.

Although the pen and ink of this small portrait are rusty, the painting is quite vivid, but this person's appearance is too ordinary, and ten out of ten ordinary people are like this.

One nose, two eyes, and one mouth.

Lost in the crowd, even if you look at it a few times, you can't remember the kind of look.

With such a look and such a small portrait, trying to find this unknown Wang in the vast sea of people is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

He slowly folded the statue and handed it to Bao Cheng: "Put it away first, and then discuss this matter later."

Bao Cheng nodded, and looked at Meng Suiqi worriedly: "My lord, who was the man in black last night?"

Who is it, Han Changwan is also thinking about this question, and this is also his willingness to chase after him without hesitation.

He knew the apricot eyes, the translucent soft silk, and the extraordinary light exercises.

All of this was familiar to him, but it was unfamiliar.

People who have those apricot eyes and soft silk don't use poison, she is ruthless but not vicious, and she disdains such a devastating trick as poisoning people.

Han Changwan thought so, but his deep suspicions made him unable to justify himself.

She is indeed not vicious, but she is treacherous, unscrupulous in order to achieve her goals, and often has some unexpected actions, and it is not impossible to use poison uncharacteristically this time.

"Look at that person's moves, it looks like a Jianghu person." Han Changwan said ominously, while still thinking about her purpose in doing this.

But he couldn't think of any benefit to her in doing so.

Hearing Han Changdu's words, Bao Cheng didn't think deeply, he didn't follow at night, and he didn't see what the man in black was like, but in this world, money can make ghosts grind, as long as he is willing to spend money, what kind of master of the rivers and lakes can't be invited.

Thinking like this, Bao Cheng suddenly looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "My lord, there was movement in the camp tent of the Marquis of Anning Mansion last night."

Han Changdui let out a light "oh", and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What is the movement?"

Bao Chengzi said carefully: "Just after the time of the child, An Ning Hou Shizi came out of the tent and went to the forest next to him, and followed him all the way, but the person he saw was always hidden behind the tree, and he didn't dare to follow too closely, and he didn't see who it was."

Han Changdui seemed to have expected it, and nodded slightly: "Don't worry, if they can see each other once, they can see it many times."

Bao Cheng also nodded and said, "But the humble man heard that the person was a girl, but the voice was extremely unfamiliar, and he was not a person he had ever seen, nor should he be a person from the Marquis of Anchang's mansion, and the prince of An Ning Hou was dressed neatly when he came out, and he was dressed up very carefully, and it looked like he was going to see his sweetheart."

"Sweetheart?" Han Changdui was taken aback, and implicitly angry: "Mrs. Shizi is still missing, it is very likely that she has been killed, and he still has the heart to dress up carefully?" Go and meet your sweetheart!"

Bao Cheng pursed his lips and muttered, "It's because he has another sweetheart that he doesn't care about the life and death of Mrs. Shizi."

Han Changwan glanced at Bao Cheng and sneered: "What you said is right, when you go to Yuhua Mountain, you also have to keep an eye on An Ning Hou Shizi and see who his sweetheart is!"

Bao Cheng's mouth opened wide in astonishment, and he felt a sense of regret for lifting a stone and hitting his own foot.

He's not good at stalking, he chased ducks to the shelves last night and stared at them for a while, and now he still has a chill down his spine.

He opened his mouth, and just wanted to refuse, but looking at Han Changdu's cold eyes, he inexplicably felt that Han Changdu's mood today didn't seem to be very good, if he dared to refuse, it was probably his own scolding.

He closed his mouth and reluctantly replied yes.

The morning sun gradually brightened, and all the tents on this barren countryside were put away, and the remaining debris was also cleaned up.

The mighty convoy began to set off again in the scorching morning light.