flstandardbreds Chapter 125 Three days later, their whereabouts were discovered.
Chapter 125 Three days later, their whereabouts were discovered.
Murong Qian was perfectly aware of Lin Shu's concern and worries for him.
You must know that Uncle Lin is already this old, and he has no children. Ever since he returned from the dangerous border years ago, wounded, he has regarded this Regent's Palace as his own home.
Moreover, Uncle Lin treated everyone in the Prince's Mansion like family.
Now that he is so worried about himself, to be honest, isn't Murong Qian himself also full of worries?
Looking at this enormous Regent's Palace, with its numerous servants, it's clear that Uncle Lin, the steward, shouldn't need to personally carry out this night patrol duty.
Thinking of this, Murong Qian couldn't help but feel puzzled, but she maintained her composure and asked softly, "Uncle Lin, you don't need to worry too much about me. On the contrary, what's wrong with you? Are you having trouble sleeping?"
As they spoke, Murong Qian's gaze remained fixed on Uncle Lin, as if she already knew everything but was deliberately keeping it to herself.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Lin was slightly taken aback at first, but then quickly realized what was happening.
He quickly raised his fist to his mouth and coughed several times in an exaggerated manner, trying to defuse the slightly awkward atmosphere.
Then, he slowly said, "Ah, when people get older, they naturally sleep less!"
After saying this, Uncle Lin seemed afraid that Murong Qian would continue to ask questions, so he quickly lowered his head and busied himself with his work. It seemed that he wanted to show Murong Qian that he was just sleeping less due to old age and that he had no other worries.
However, how could his little scheme escape the notice of the exceptionally intelligent Murong Qian?
After all, Uncle Lin's slightly flustered actions just now had already revealed his true thoughts.
"You're still as stubborn as ever!" Murong Qian finally saw a hint of expression on her face and smiled in relief.
When Uncle Lin saw this scene from afar, his eyes couldn't help but redden slightly. This enormous Regent's Palace had always been supported by Murong Qian alone.
Uncle Lin was well aware of the hardships and difficulties involved.
"Alright, child! Go and rest! What will happen to Luo'er if you wear yourself out?" Uncle Lin murmured softly as he slowly walked forward with his small, delicate steps.
He was carrying a dim, yellow lantern in his hand. The faint light flickered in the darkness, as if it might be swallowed up at any moment.
His body appeared somewhat hunched, as if he were carrying a heavy burden, and every step he took was exceptionally heavy.
Not long after, Uncle Lin arrived at the door of Murong Qian's study.
However, his stay here was so short that even Murong Qian almost doubted whether he had ever been here.
If Murong Qian hadn't seen the open study door with her own eyes, she probably would have thought everything that had just happened was a hallucination.
Since returning from Yun Juan, Murong Qian's heart has been unable to find peace.
His mind was filled with thoughts of Tang Luo, worrying about her current condition, so much so that he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
However, what Uncle Lin had just said made him think deeply.
Upon closer examination, it does make sense!
So, Murong Qian gently turned on the deeply hidden switch on the bookshelf behind her.
In an instant, a slight sound was heard, and the row of bookshelves that had been placed in the open suddenly began to spin rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the bookshelf disappeared, replaced by an exquisitely furnished bed.
The bed was fully furnished with all sorts of items, from soft bedding to comfortable pillows, all reflecting the owner's pursuit of a high quality of life.
This suggests that people frequently rested and spent the night here.
However, the design of this mechanism is so ingenious that no one could have imagined that such a place, like an inner room, was hidden behind that seemingly ordinary bookshelf.
The silk flowers that Tang Luo threw away were discovered three days later.
When Mingyi found it, he immediately recognized it as the little princess's beloved possession.
He immediately took the silk flowers in his hand and hurried into Murong Qian's study to report to him.
Murong Qian sat at his desk with a slight frown. When his gaze fell on the silk flower in Ming Yi's hand, his eyes widened instantly, because he recognized it at a glance as the one his precious daughter often wore on her head.
These silk flowers held great significance for the father and daughter.
Back then, it was Tangluo's birthday. The little girl was overjoyed and pestered her father, insisting that he go to the bustling market to find such a beautiful silk flower as a gift.
Since returning to the capital, Murong Qian knew that various forces around him were secretly watching his every word and action. To ensure his daughter's safety, he had to be extremely careful and minimize Tang Luo's opportunities to go out.
However, perhaps because she had lived on the frontier for so long and was used to being free, Tang Luo became listless and no longer as lively and lovely as before when she returned to the bustling but restricted capital.
Her birthday wish was simply to visit the market and enjoy the lively atmosphere she hadn't experienced in a long time.
Seeing her daughter's pitiful appearance, Murong Qian finally softened and couldn't bear to refuse her request, so she made up her mind to accompany her to the market herself.
It was at that market that Murong Qian bought the silk flower that Tang Luo loved so much from a kind old lady.
From then on, whenever Tangluo went out, she would always tuck it into her hair, beaming with joy.
Based on Murong Qian's understanding of Tang Luo's personality, she would never have so easily torn up such a beloved silk flower unless she had truly encountered a life-or-death situation.
Thinking of this, Murong Qian's heart tightened, and she hurriedly asked, "Where exactly were these silk flowers discovered?"
After saying that, he gently kneaded the petals, carefully rubbing the stains on them, as if trying to find some clues.
"Your Highness! This silk flower was found by the moat on the outskirts of the capital!" Mingyi was actually a little suspicious, even though the silk flower was the same as the one the little princess was wearing.
But many people sell these silk flowers at the market, so how can we be sure that this is the one that belongs to the young princess?
But before she could even report it, the prince recognized it at a glance as the little princess's silk flower. He was absolutely certain of it without even looking closely.
In fact, Mingyi examined it immediately after receiving it, but found nothing unusual about it. He was also a little curious as to how the prince could make such a judgment at a glance!