"Didn't the old slave see that there was no one on the side of the prince, and you were so anxious that you didn't know what to do. Thinking that Miss Xuan had a very good idea, he invited her to come. Zhu mother said: "The old slave really has no choice, this is ......"

Jia Xuan hurriedly said: "It's okay, I didn't delay anything, Madame doesn't have to worry about me." As he spoke, he helped Zhu's mother up, and went over to sit next to Mrs. Jinxianghou: "If you have something, you might as well talk to me." In this way, I held it in my heart and stuffed it carefully. ”

Mrs. Jinxianghou stretched out her hand to clasp Jia Xuan's hand, her lips pursed for a long time, and she spat out softly: "He doesn't know where he has gone now, but I am very worried, for fear that he will follow that muddy man on the wrong path again." ”

Her hands were cold, trembling slightly as she clutched them.

Jia Xuan thought of Hong Wenchang, and then thought that he was somehow addicted to gambling, and his heart was also uncomfortable.

Hong Wenchang knew that she had saved her sister and was very good to her. On weekdays, Jia Xuan was a guest at the Marquis Mansion in Jinxiang, and Hong Wenchang personally entertained her, and she really loved her like her own child.

Now seeing the situation of Mrs. Jinxiang Hou, Jia Xuan thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, this is the case." Let's go over and look for the prince? ”

"Looking?" Mrs. Jinxiang Hou was stunned: "How to find it." I've asked people just now, but I don't know where they've gone. ”

"There are those streets in the capital on the left and right, we look around, maybe we can find out where they are." Jia Xuan said: "I can't find it, we can take a car and wander around the street, and it doesn't matter." ”

"But you haven't eaten yet......"

"Don't mention that." Jia Xuan smiled: "It seems that I can only eat and eat, and I can't do anything else." I don't follow that. ”

Mrs. Jinxiang Hou was very moved, but her mind was confused because of her son's affairs, and she couldn't say anything for a while, so she could only murmur: "Good boy, good boy." Thank you here. ”

Zhu Mother turned her back to wipe away the tears from her eyes, and said softly: "Since this is the case, Madame might as well set off quickly and go early and return early." "It's good for Miss Xuan to come back early and rest, and have a meal.

Mrs. Jinxiang Marquis suddenly realized and said busily: "It should be so." Thinking of going to her son, she came to her senses and told the coachman, "Hurry." You inquire about the gambling houses in the capital, and we will go around there! ”

She went to Ningguo Mansion today as a guest, and Ben also brought some guards over, thinking that she was staying here to prevent her son from running around, and even sent Zhu's mother to follow her son.

Who would have thought that the unfilial son would still follow the bastard Uncle Xue and secretly run away, hiding from her as a mother, which made her heartache.

Mrs. Jinxiang Hou took a deep breath, thinking about her son's past benefits, only hoping that he would not want to take a fork in the road for a while, tried to calm himself down, and ordered the guards and others to follow, and then he and Sister Xuan took the car out of Ningguo's mansion.

The road was quiet at first, shuttling through the streets between deep houses and large houses. After a long time, there was a noise, and it was already near the market. After a while, he entered the place where the three sects and nine streams were mixed, and it was much quieter again.

It's daylight, after all. There is a lot of business in the dark door here, but at this time, there is no fanfare to open the door and solicit customers.

At this time, the doors of every shop on this street are closed, and many merchants have not placed plaques.

Jia Xuan, as a noble lady from a high family, naturally didn't know how to tell the difference when she came back to this kind of place.

Fortunately, she had already sent the insects out to explore, and now that they were around a shop, she knew in her heart that there should be the smell of the prince of the Marquis of Jinxiang.

Therefore, when she passed by this store, she deliberately went to look for it, and finally found something different from others on the door of this house, so Quan took it as a special point to identify, and said to the people around her: "Madam, you see that there is a red mark on the door here, which is quite conspicuous, why don't we go over and have a look?" ”

This shop has been around for some years, and the wooden door has experienced wind and frost and the paint surface is mottled. The deadbolt looked crooked, and it didn't look like a rich shop. In fact, the red mark is not large, only in the corner of the door. But it's true that there is no such thing in the corner of the door of other houses around, only here.

Although Mrs. Jinxiang Hou was a little undecided, she felt that Sister Xuan had always been blessed, and she could find her son after listening to Xu Yes. Even if she can't find it, it's no wonder that Sister Xuan'er is just taking people around here like headless flies. Then he said, "It's up to you, let's go and have a look." He also told the guards dressed as housekeepers: "You should be vigilant, the most important thing is to protect Miss Xuan, do you know?" ”

She didn't know what the situation was like in such a place, for fear of dragging down the kind-hearted little girl again, so she made up her mind that protecting Sister Xuan was the most important thing no matter what.

The guards said yes in unison.

Mrs. Jinxiang Hou wanted to let people go up and knock on the door.

Zhu Mother hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Madam, this can't be helped." ”

As the housekeeper mother of the Hou Mansion, I wish my mother to worry about things inside and out, and I have heard a lot of things outside. She understands that this kind of place is easy not to be alarmed with such fanfare, and it is more important to look at the situation first.

"What do you think?" Mrs. Jinxianghou asked her.

I wish my mother had no idea for a while.

Jia Xuan proposed: "It's better to take a detour through the back door and wait and see first." "Many of the shops have alleys behind them, so the guys in the shops can get in and out without blocking the way for the customers in front of them. She hadn't been to a casino, but she had been to other kinds of shops, and she thought it should be the same.

Mrs. Jinxiang Hou should go down. The group went around the side of the street to the back alley.

Not long after he walked out, he heard a vicious voice coming from an open door in the back alley. Those people shouted viciously: "Our shopkeeper is from the palace of Xining County, you don't care what is expensive or what son, it is not in our eyes." Want to take credit? Think beautifully! ”

A man grunted and begged for mercy: "Brothers, I forgot to bring money when I went out, you can do well, and I will let the family send it later." I don't know if his teeth are missing or his lips are swollen, but his voice is so muffled that I can't tell which one it is.

Those people sneered disdainfully: "Wait? Why wait! Grandpas still have to eat wine and meat, don't care if you live or die! Behold, these things on your body are worth a little silver, so you might as well give us the right to pay off. ”

The man said repeatedly, "Don't, don't. It was given to me by my mother, and it was amazing that she found it gone. ”

How will those people listen?

After a period of forcible seizure and resistance, a man was thrown out of the open door. Although this person has a blue nose and swollen face, and there is a lot of blood on his body, he can still see that he is well-dressed and has an extraordinary background.

Mrs. Jinxiang Hou was startled: "Then it's not my son!" ”

When she is older, she is not as good as Jia Xuan's eyesight, and she opened the curtain a little bit to see, a little far, and she couldn't see clearly, but she felt that the color of her clothes was a bit like Hong Wenchang's.

Jia Xuan carefully distinguished the swollen pig-like head, and was so happy that he couldn't help laughing: "It's not Ling Gongzi." ”

It's Xue Pan.