Chapter 365 Where is Yao'er
Chapter 365 Where is Yao'er
The sky in the capital was gloomy, with heavy clouds hanging low, as if they would fall at any time.
Chen Qingfeng and Wang Muyun had just arrived in the capital, exhausted and without even having time to rest, when they learned that Zhao Haoxuan had led his troops to war.
"Your Majesty, the envoy from Xia has been waiting for a long time." The accompanying guard reported in a low voice.
Chen Qingfeng nodded slightly and turned to look at Wang Muyun beside him. Her hair was simply tied up in a bun, and although her face looked tired, it couldn't hide her innate noble temperament.
But at this moment, her eyes were full of worry.
"Mu Yun, go back to your residence and rest first. I'll go see the Emperor of Xia." Chen Qingfeng said softly, reaching out to tidy up her hair that was messed up by the wind.
Wang Muyun shook his head, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes: "No, I will go with you. Although I can't see my daughter today, at least... at least I want to know if she is doing well."
Chen Qingfeng looked at her stubborn expression and knew that he couldn't convince her, so he could only nod in agreement.
Led by the guards, the two passed through the numerous palace gates and walked towards the depths of the palace.
The grandeur of the imperial palace is very different from the style of the palaces of the State of Chen.
The magnificent palaces and the corridors with carved beams and painted rafters demonstrate the national strength of Zhao State.
However, in Chen Qingfeng's eyes, all this only made him feel more vigilant.
Over the years, the State of Zhao has become increasingly powerful. If things are not handled properly, it will inevitably pose a threat.
Finally, they were brought to a side hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The palace door was wide open, and Zhao Guoan was sitting upright in the main seat, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, his face majestic yet elegant.
Seeing Chen Qingfeng and his wife come in, he slowly stood up with a polite smile on his face.
"Brother Chen has come from afar, and I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person." Zhao Guoan bowed and said in a low and powerful voice.
Chen Qingfeng also returned the greeting with a polite smile on his face: "Brother Zhao, you are too polite. I hope you can forgive me for my intrusive visit."
The two emperors stood facing each other, and the atmosphere in the hall froze subtly for a moment.
Wang Muyun stood beside Chen Qingfeng, but his eyes unconsciously scanned every corner of the hall, as if looking for someone.
After the guests and hosts were seated and the servants served them fragrant tea, Chen Qingfeng spoke first: "First of all, I want to sincerely apologize for my son Chen Yingtao kidnapping your princess. This matter is due to my failure to discipline him strictly and has caused trouble for the State of Zhao."
Zhao Guoan waved his hand, his expression a little ashamed: "Brother Chen, you are too kind. This matter... well, let's not talk about it."
The hall fell into a brief silence again.
Wang Muyun's fingers were tightly clenched in his sleeves, and his knuckles turned white.
She finally couldn't help but speak: "Your Majesty Zhao... Zhao, how is my daughter... Gou Chunmei...?"
Zhao Guoan's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and an unpredictable emotion flashed in his eyes. He put down his teacup and sighed softly, "This matter... is embarrassing to say."
Chen Qingfeng keenly noticed something was wrong and leaned forward slightly: "Brother Zhao, what do you mean by this?"
"Gou Chunmei and her adoptive mother, Yin Zhizi, disappeared several days ago..." Zhao Guoan said in a heavy voice, "I've sent people to search everywhere, but there's been no news."
"What?!" Chen Qingfeng stood up suddenly, and the teacup was knocked over, and the scalding tea spilled onto the table.
His body began to tremble uncontrollably and his face turned pale in an instant.
Wang Muyun was struck by lightning. He froze in place, his lips trembling but unable to speak.
She had been searching for her daughter for over ten years and finally found her whereabouts, but now she...disappeared?
"How could this happen...how could this happen..." Wang Muyun muttered to himself, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.
Seeing this, Zhao Guoan quickly explained: "I have ordered a nationwide search, and I believe there will be news soon. Yin Zhizi is a powerful martial artist, so he must have taken her away from the capital..."
Chen Qingfeng forced himself to calm down and sat down again, but the shock and anger in his eyes were hard to hide: "Brother Zhao, this matter is very serious. Why did my daughter suddenly disappear? Is there any hidden reason?"
Zhao Guoan looked embarrassed. "It's a long story. Generally speaking, it's our Xia country's fault. We will do our best to help find it."
The talks ended hastily in a depressing atmosphere.
When leaving the palace, Wang Muyun was almost half-supported by Chen Qingfeng.
Her face was as pale as paper, tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.
After returning to his residence, Wang Muyun finally couldn't hold on anymore, his legs went weak and he almost fell down.
Chen Qingfeng quickly supported her and brought her to the bed in the inner room.
"Mu Yun, Mu Yun..." Chen Qingfeng called her name softly, looking at his wife's distraught appearance with heartache.
Wang Muyun suddenly grabbed his arm with astonishing force: "Your Majesty, our daughter...our Yao'er is missing again! I've been looking for her for more than ten years..."
Her voice choked and tears finally burst out.
Chen Qingfeng held her in his arms and gently stroked her back: "Don't be afraid, we will find her. Now that we know her whereabouts, we will never let her disappear again."
Just as the couple was immersed in grief, Chen Jingyuan hurried in.
Seeing Wang Muyun's condition, he immediately knelt in front of the bed and said, "Mother, don't be too sad. Maybe... maybe things are not as bad as you think."
Wang Muyun raised her tearful eyes and looked at her son: "Yuan'er...your sister..."
Chen Jingyuan bit his lip, as if he had made up his mind. "Mother, I have something to tell you. Gou Chunmei... may not be your biological daughter!"
This sentence was like a thunderclap, exploding in the room. Wang Muyun sat up straight and looked at his son in disbelief: "What did you say?"
Chen Qingfeng also frowned: "Jingyuan, are you serious?"
Chen Jingyuan took a deep breath and said, "Your son dare not lie. As far as I know, my sister was once a maidservant of Gou Chunmei, and...and according to your sister, Gou Chunmei is definitely the biological daughter of Minister Gou."
Wang Muyun's hands tightly grasped the bed sheet, his knuckles turning white from the force: "This... How is this possible..."
Wang Muyun felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave after hearing these words. The daughter she had been searching for for over a decade could actually be someone else? And where was her real daughter?
"No... this is impossible..." Wang Muyun shook his head, tears welling up again, "If Gou Chunmei is not Yao'er, then where is my Yao'er? Is she living well? Is she suffering?"
Her voice became quieter and quieter, until she almost started talking to herself.
Seeing this, Chen Qingfeng was heartbroken and hugged his wife again: "Mu Yun, don't worry. Whether it is true or not, we will get to the bottom of it."
Wang Muyun suddenly broke free from Chen Qingfeng's embrace and struggled to get out of bed: "I want to find her... I want to find my Yao'er..."
"Mu Yun!" Chen Qingfeng hurriedly held her down. "You need to rest now. Leave the search to Jing Yuan and me, okay?"
Wang Muyun looked up at him, his eyes filled with despair and pleading: "Your Majesty, promise me that no matter whether Gou Chunmei is Yao'er or not, we must find her as soon as possible... I just want my Yao'er back..."
Chen Qingfeng nodded solemnly: "I promise you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Muyun fell asleep in exhaustion and sadness.
Chen Qingfeng gently covered her with the quilt and motioned Chen Jingyuan to follow him out.
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