Chapter 33: The Disappearance Of Scholar Xie Mingyu
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Down the road, Meng Yuan was in poor condition, and Changdong and Situ Gong were obviously struggling to take care of him. Zhao Ling said to both of them. "You two will go down to rest. I will stay here to take care of him tonight."
The cold toxin he had suffered so badly this time was due to her own cause, and taking care of him all night would be regarded as a compensation.
When Zhao Ling woke up the next morning and opened her eyes, there was a magnified handsome face in front of her. Meng Yuan was looking at her intently. His eyes were radiant, bright as the stars.
She blinked blankly and found that she was lying on the bed, while Meng Yuan was lying next to her. What's happening here? Obviously she was lying on the edge of the bed last night.
"Ling'er, you're awake." Meng Yuan's voice was lazy and sexy. Zhao Ling's heart jumped when she heard it, and her rare pretty face turned red slightly.
This situation seemed a bit too ambiguous. Zhao Ling was about to prop up her body to get out of the bed, but Meng Yuan swept his arms around and took Zhao Ling's petite body into his arms. Zhao Ling was startled, subconsciously trying to break free.
"Please, it's all right now." Meng Yuan mumbled over her head, his voice trembling a little.
He also knew that this action was too sudden and might scare Zhao Ling, but he just couldn't help it. In front of Zhao Ling, his proud self-control seemed to have very little left.
Zhao Ling quietly listened to Meng Yuan's rapid heartbeat, his mouth bends. It seems that King Xuan was not as cold-hearted and unsentimental as the rumors from the outside world, and the rumors were appearing not to be credible.
Although she was not sure what Meng Yuanheng's intentions were for her, at this moment, she felt that she did not reject Meng Yuan's embrace. There was a faint herbal smell on his body, which made people very comfortable. She decided to follow her heart and stop struggling.
Emotionally, Zhao Ling had never been hypocritical.
The next moment, Luzhu anxiously shouted outside the door. "Miss, miss, are you inside?"
"Girl, my prince is resting, please come back." It was Chang Dong's voice.
Lu Zhu said desperately, "You are a dead face, you let me go, I am looking for my lady, what's the matter with your lord?"
Zhao Ling returned to his senses, only to remember that she hadn't returned to the room all night. This girl must have come to look for her. She broke free of Meng Yuan's embrace, got out of bed and adjusted her clothes, saying to him. "King Xuan, I have to go back, you have a good rest now."
Meng Yuan reluctantly let go of her embrace. Looking at Zhao Ling's leaving back, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. This girl was really getting in the way!
Zhao Ling opened the door and saw that besides Luzhu, Xie Mingyu's entourage led by Bi An, was also there.
Seeing her, Lu Zhu rushed forward and said anxiously. "Miss, it's not good, Master Biao is gone!"
Bi An also rushed forward and said eagerly. "Miss Zhao, master Biao is gone. The young man searched the entire inn, but he couldn't find him."
Zhao Ling was shocked, Xie Mingyu was missing? Sure enough, there was something weird here!
She calmed down and said. "Don't worry, the two of you. Calm down. Let's start from my cousin's room, Bi An, please tell me what happened last night."
Zhao Ling hurriedly left. Meng Yuan knew what had happened. He called Changdong into the room and asked coldly. "Whose idea was to invite the princess last night?"
When Chang Dong heard this, he knelt on the ground and said, "It's me. Please punish me, my prince."
Meng Yuan also knew that he was kind. He didn't want Zhao Ling to know his physical condition. He was afraid that Zhao Ling would be scared when seeing his dilapidated body, and fled. So when the poison became extreme these days, he always avoided her.
But now it seemed that he found that Zhao Ling was not a cold-faced person, but kind and compassionate. How could the person he liked be so superficial! Thinking of this, his eyes softened.
"This time, let's just let it go for the face of the princess. Next time, you must not take the initiative. You heard that just now. Go and help the princess." Meng Yuan said lightly.
At this time, Zhao Ling was checking in the room where Xie Mingyu was staying. The furnishings in the room were intact and there were no signs of fighting. On the table were a cup of unfinished tea and an opened book. The bedding on the bed was neat, and it seemed that Xie Mingyu was taken away before going to bed.
"When did he go to bed last night?" Zhao Ling asked Bi An.
Bi An thought for a while and said. "He has been reading in the room last night. At about the second shift, he asked the younger one to rest first. He also said that he would rest later, and the younger one went back to his own room, there. This morning, the young man was no longer in the room when the little one came in to wash his face."
Zhao Ling frowned slightly, saying that Xie Mingyu's abduction happened at the second watch. It seemed that it was not an ordinary person who would take a big man silently. The door bolts in the room were intact, and the windows were intact, so how did the kidnappers come in and leave?
She looked up at the roof, it seemed that it could only be here. How to verify it? Here were a few who couldn't work hard.
At this moment, Chang Dong who was wheeling Meng Yuan, appeared at the door. They were followed by Situ Gong.
When Meng Yuan learned of her speculation, he signaled Changdong to go to the roof to observe. Zhao Ling only felt his eyes sway, and Chang Dong's figure disappeared. After a while, he appeared silently in front of everyone like a ghost. Green bamboo and Bi An who were watching, opened their mouths wide. They were truly dumbfounded. They didn't expect this dead face to look like a nerd, and the light work was so good!
Zhao Ling was already quite surprised. Let alone Chang Dong, even this Wang Xuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair and looking sickly, had unfathomable martial arts cultivation.
"Reporting to the princess. The roof tiles do show signs of being moved." Chang Dong reported to Zhao Ling with his hands.
Sure enough. At this moment, she didn't care about Ji Changdong's name. She went to the table and picked up the cup of tea, and said to Situ Gong, "Mr. Situ, can you please see if there is any difference between this tea?"
Situ Gong dipped his finger in the tea, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and said, "It's Mongolian sweat medicine."
"What is special about the medicine?" Zhao Ling asked.
Situ Gong shook his head. "It's just normal Mongolian sweat medicine, you can see it everywhere."
It seems that the robbers acted meticulously and did not leave any clues. Zhao Ling couldn't help but feel a little worried. Xie Mingyu had no power to bind chickens. Although he was extremely savvy, in the face of absolute force, any scheming of his would be of no avail.
Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed into it, and with a "ding", a dagger passed through the window and hit the pillar beside Bi An who was so frightened that he jumped up.
Changdong flew out to check, but only saw a black figure disappearing between the ups and downs of the roofs. This person was not an ordinary figure. Changdong was worried about Meng Yuan's safety at this point and returned to the room. Zhao Ling had taken off the dagger from the beam and a piece of paper was nailed to the dagger with a few words written on it.
*Sanskrit outside the city.*
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Down the road, Meng Yuan was in poor condition, and Changdong and Situ Gong were obviously struggling to take care of him. Zhao Ling said to both of them. "You two will go down to rest. I will stay here to take care of him tonight."
The cold toxin he had suffered so badly this time was due to her own cause, and taking care of him all night would be regarded as a compensation.
When Zhao Ling woke up the next morning and opened her eyes, there was a magnified handsome face in front of her. Meng Yuan was looking at her intently. His eyes were radiant, bright as the stars.
She blinked blankly and found that she was lying on the bed, while Meng Yuan was lying next to her. What's happening here? Obviously she was lying on the edge of the bed last night.
"Ling'er, you're awake." Meng Yuan's voice was lazy and sexy. Zhao Ling's heart jumped when she heard it, and her rare pretty face turned red slightly.
This situation seemed a bit too ambiguous. Zhao Ling was about to prop up her body to get out of the bed, but Meng Yuan swept his arms around and took Zhao Ling's petite body into his arms. Zhao Ling was startled, subconsciously trying to break free.
"Please, it's all right now." Meng Yuan mumbled over her head, his voice trembling a little.
He also knew that this action was too sudden and might scare Zhao Ling, but he just couldn't help it. In front of Zhao Ling, his proud self-control seemed to have very little left.
Zhao Ling quietly listened to Meng Yuan's rapid heartbeat, his mouth bends. It seems that King Xuan was not as cold-hearted and unsentimental as the rumors from the outside world, and the rumors were appearing not to be credible.
Although she was not sure what Meng Yuanheng's intentions were for her, at this moment, she felt that she did not reject Meng Yuan's embrace. There was a faint herbal smell on his body, which made people very comfortable. She decided to follow her heart and stop struggling.
Emotionally, Zhao Ling had never been hypocritical.
The next moment, Luzhu anxiously shouted outside the door. "Miss, miss, are you inside?"
"Girl, my prince is resting, please come back." It was Chang Dong's voice.
Lu Zhu said desperately, "You are a dead face, you let me go, I am looking for my lady, what's the matter with your lord?"
Zhao Ling returned to his senses, only to remember that she hadn't returned to the room all night. This girl must have come to look for her. She broke free of Meng Yuan's embrace, got out of bed and adjusted her clothes, saying to him. "King Xuan, I have to go back, you have a good rest now."
Meng Yuan reluctantly let go of her embrace. Looking at Zhao Ling's leaving back, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. This girl was really getting in the way!
Zhao Ling opened the door and saw that besides Luzhu, Xie Mingyu's entourage led by Bi An, was also there.
Seeing her, Lu Zhu rushed forward and said anxiously. "Miss, it's not good, Master Biao is gone!"
Bi An also rushed forward and said eagerly. "Miss Zhao, master Biao is gone. The young man searched the entire inn, but he couldn't find him."
Zhao Ling was shocked, Xie Mingyu was missing? Sure enough, there was something weird here!
She calmed down and said. "Don't worry, the two of you. Calm down. Let's start from my cousin's room, Bi An, please tell me what happened last night."
Zhao Ling hurriedly left. Meng Yuan knew what had happened. He called Changdong into the room and asked coldly. "Whose idea was to invite the princess last night?"
When Chang Dong heard this, he knelt on the ground and said, "It's me. Please punish me, my prince."
Meng Yuan also knew that he was kind. He didn't want Zhao Ling to know his physical condition. He was afraid that Zhao Ling would be scared when seeing his dilapidated body, and fled. So when the poison became extreme these days, he always avoided her.
But now it seemed that he found that Zhao Ling was not a cold-faced person, but kind and compassionate. How could the person he liked be so superficial! Thinking of this, his eyes softened.
"This time, let's just let it go for the face of the princess. Next time, you must not take the initiative. You heard that just now. Go and help the princess." Meng Yuan said lightly.
At this time, Zhao Ling was checking in the room where Xie Mingyu was staying. The furnishings in the room were intact and there were no signs of fighting. On the table were a cup of unfinished tea and an opened book. The bedding on the bed was neat, and it seemed that Xie Mingyu was taken away before going to bed.
"When did he go to bed last night?" Zhao Ling asked Bi An.
Bi An thought for a while and said. "He has been reading in the room last night. At about the second shift, he asked the younger one to rest first. He also said that he would rest later, and the younger one went back to his own room, there. This morning, the young man was no longer in the room when the little one came in to wash his face."
Zhao Ling frowned slightly, saying that Xie Mingyu's abduction happened at the second watch. It seemed that it was not an ordinary person who would take a big man silently. The door bolts in the room were intact, and the windows were intact, so how did the kidnappers come in and leave?
She looked up at the roof, it seemed that it could only be here. How to verify it? Here were a few who couldn't work hard.
At this moment, Chang Dong who was wheeling Meng Yuan, appeared at the door. They were followed by Situ Gong.
When Meng Yuan learned of her speculation, he signaled Changdong to go to the roof to observe. Zhao Ling only felt his eyes sway, and Chang Dong's figure disappeared. After a while, he appeared silently in front of everyone like a ghost. Green bamboo and Bi An who were watching, opened their mouths wide. They were truly dumbfounded. They didn't expect this dead face to look like a nerd, and the light work was so good!
Zhao Ling was already quite surprised. Let alone Chang Dong, even this Wang Xuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair and looking sickly, had unfathomable martial arts cultivation.
"Reporting to the princess. The roof tiles do show signs of being moved." Chang Dong reported to Zhao Ling with his hands.
Sure enough. At this moment, she didn't care about Ji Changdong's name. She went to the table and picked up the cup of tea, and said to Situ Gong, "Mr. Situ, can you please see if there is any difference between this tea?"
Situ Gong dipped his finger in the tea, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and said, "It's Mongolian sweat medicine."
"What is special about the medicine?" Zhao Ling asked.
Situ Gong shook his head. "It's just normal Mongolian sweat medicine, you can see it everywhere."
It seems that the robbers acted meticulously and did not leave any clues. Zhao Ling couldn't help but feel a little worried. Xie Mingyu had no power to bind chickens. Although he was extremely savvy, in the face of absolute force, any scheming of his would be of no avail.
Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed into it, and with a "ding", a dagger passed through the window and hit the pillar beside Bi An who was so frightened that he jumped up.
Changdong flew out to check, but only saw a black figure disappearing between the ups and downs of the roofs. This person was not an ordinary figure. Changdong was worried about Meng Yuan's safety at this point and returned to the room. Zhao Ling had taken off the dagger from the beam and a piece of paper was nailed to the dagger with a few words written on it.
*Sanskrit outside the city.*
Down the road, Meng Yuan was in poor condition, and Changdong and Situ Gong were obviously struggling to take care of him. Zhao Ling said to both of them. "You two will go down to rest. I will stay here to take care of him tonight." The cold toxin he had suffered so badly this time was due to her own cause, and taking care of him all night would be regarded as a compensation. When Zhao Ling woke up the next morning and opened her eyes, there was a magnified handsome face in front of her. Meng Yuan was looking at her intently. His eyes were radiant, bright as the stars. She blinked blankly and found that she was lying on the bed, while Meng Yuan was lying next to her. What's happening here? Obviously she was lying on the edge of the bed last night. "Ling'er, you're awake." Meng Yuan's voice was lazy and sexy. Zhao Ling's heart jumped when she heard it, and her rare pretty face turned red slightly. This situation seemed a bit too ambiguous. Zhao Ling was about to prop up her body to get out of the bed, but Meng Yuan swept his arms around and took Zhao Ling's petite body into his arms. Zhao Ling was startled, subconsciously trying to break free. "Please, it's all right now." Meng Yuan mumbled over her head, his voice trembling a little. He also knew that this action was too sudden and might scare Zhao Ling, but he just couldn't help it. In front of Zhao Ling, his proud self-control seemed to have very little left. Zhao Ling quietly listened to Meng Yuan's rapid heartbeat, his mouth bends. It seems that King Xuan was not as cold-hearted and unsentimental as the rumors from the outside world, and the rumors were appearing not to be credible. Although she was not sure what Meng Yuanheng's intentions were for her, at this moment, she felt that she did not reject Meng Yuan's embrace. There was a faint herbal smell on his body, which made people very comfortable. She decided to follow her heart and stop struggling. Emotionally, Zhao Ling had never been hypocritical. The next moment, Luzhu anxiously shouted outside the door. "Miss, miss, are you inside?" "Girl, my prince is resting, please come back." It was Chang Dong's voice. Lu Zhu said desperately, "You are a dead face, you let me go, I am looking for my lady, what's the matter with your lord?" Zhao Ling returned to his senses, only to remember that she hadn't returned to the room all night. This girl must have come to look for her. She broke free of Meng Yuan's embrace, got out of bed and adjusted her clothes, saying to him. "King Xuan, I have to go back, you have a good rest now." Meng Yuan reluctantly let go of her embrace. Looking at Zhao Ling's leaving back, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. This girl was really getting in the way! Zhao Ling opened the door and saw that besides Luzhu, Xie Mingyu's entourage led by Bi An, was also there. Seeing her, Lu Zhu rushed forward and said anxiously. "Miss, it's not good, Master Biao is gone!" Bi An also rushed forward and said eagerly. "Miss Zhao, master Biao is gone. The young man searched the entire inn, but he couldn't find him." Zhao Ling was shocked, Xie Mingyu was missing? Sure enough, there was something weird here! She calmed down and said. "Don't worry, the two of you. Calm down. Let's start from my cousin's room, Bi An, please tell me what happened last night." Zhao Ling hurriedly left. Meng Yuan knew what had happened. He called Changdong into the room and asked coldly. "Whose idea was to invite the princess last night?" When Chang Dong heard this, he knelt on the ground and said, "It's me. Please punish me, my prince." Meng Yuan also knew that he was kind. He didn't want Zhao Ling to know his physical condition. He was afraid that Zhao Ling would be scared when seeing his dilapidated body, and fled. So when the poison became extreme these days, he always avoided her. But now it seemed that he found that Zhao Ling was not a cold-faced person, but kind and compassionate. How could the person he liked be so superficial! Thinking of this, his eyes softened. "This time, let's just let it go for the face of the princess. Next time, you must not take the initiative. You heard that just now. Go and help the princess." Meng Yuan said lightly. At this time, Zhao Ling was checking in the room where Xie Mingyu was staying. The furnishings in the room were intact and there were no signs of fighting. On the table were a cup of unfinished tea and an opened book. The bedding on the bed was neat, and it seemed that Xie Mingyu was taken away before going to bed. "When did he go to bed last night?" Zhao Ling asked Bi An. Bi An thought for a while and said. "He has been reading in the room last night. At about the second shift, he asked the younger one to rest first. He also said that he would rest later, and the younger one went back to his own room, there. This morning, the young man was no longer in the room when the little one came in to wash his face." Zhao Ling frowned slightly, saying that Xie Mingyu's abduction happened at the second watch. It seemed that it was not an ordinary person who would take a big man silently. The door bolts in the room were intact, and the windows were intact, so how did the kidnappers come in and leave? She looked up at the roof, it seemed that it could only be here. How to verify it? Here were a few who couldn't work hard. At this moment, Chang Dong who was wheeling Meng Yuan, appeared at the door. They were followed by Situ Gong. When Meng Yuan learned of her speculation, he signaled Changdong to go to the roof to observe. Zhao Ling only felt his eyes sway, and Chang Dong's figure disappeared. After a while, he appeared silently in front of everyone like a ghost. Green bamboo and Bi An who were watching, opened their mouths wide. They were truly dumbfounded. They didn't expect this dead face to look like a nerd, and the light work was so good! Zhao Ling was already quite surprised. Let alone Chang Dong, even this Wang Xuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair and looking sickly, had unfathomable martial arts cultivation. "Reporting to the princess. The roof tiles do show signs of being moved." Chang Dong reported to Zhao Ling with his hands. Sure enough. At this moment, she didn't care about Ji Changdong's name. She went to the table and picked up the cup of tea, and said to Situ Gong, "Mr. Situ, can you please see if there is any difference between this tea?" Situ Gong dipped his finger in the tea, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and said, "It's Mongolian sweat medicine." "What is special about the medicine?" Zhao Ling asked. Situ Gong shook his head. "It's just normal Mongolian sweat medicine, you can see it everywhere." It seems that the robbers acted meticulously and did not leave any clues. Zhao Ling couldn't help but feel a little worried. Xie Mingyu had no power to bind chickens. Although he was extremely savvy, in the face of absolute force, any scheming of his would be of no avail. Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed into it, and with a "ding", a dagger passed through the window and hit the pillar beside Bi An who was so frightened that he jumped up. Changdong flew out to check, but only saw a black figure disappearing between the ups and downs of the roofs. This person was not an ordinary figure. Changdong was worried about Meng Yuan's safety at this point and returned to the room. Zhao Ling had taken off the dagger from the beam and a piece of paper was nailed to the dagger with a few words written on it. *Sanskrit outside the city.*
