Before Chen time passed, Chang Chao in Tai Chi Hall had already retreated. The princes and civil and military officials who were discussing politics walked out of the twelve-bedroom-wide hall in an orderly manner and went down the three-story white marble steps.

In front of the lineup of officials with great clothes, Feng Chen, wearing purple clothes, was graceful but looked sad, and walked towards the palace gate alone. Suddenly, a prince caught up with him and he calmed down his worries.

The prince had just returned to Beijing by the order, and was unclear about many matters in the capital and the court. He asked Feng Chen this and that with gestures. He said in a very annoying way at first glance. Feng Chen listened with a gentle look on his face. When the other party finished speaking, he smiled at the person with comfort, his face was as beautiful as a jade, and his handsome face suddenly added a touch of warm tranquility. Even the most outstanding painting hand could not describe such a beautiful beauty in the world.

Feng Chen explained and answered it patiently. With just a few words, the prince showed a sudden look of enlightenment when he saw the sun.

"Have you heard that a disciple has been expelled from Cuizhu, Luzhou recently."

"Is that true? Is there such a thing? How long ago?"

"It's about four or five days ago!"

"This is rare. The Wen family in Luzhou is very strict in its entry, and the disciples are extremely knowledgeable. I have never heard of any evil people!"

"I also heard that the one who was expelled from Cuizhu this time was a female disciple."

"Female disciple?"

"Then do you know why this woman who was expelled from the city was expelled?"

"Well, there are rumors that this female disciple is not doing her duty and harassing the "Three Masters of Jiang Liu"'s banquet."

Two civil officials chatted behind Feng Chen. Feng Chen didn't care at first, but suddenly heard the words "Cuizhu" and "Wen Banquet", and intuitively kept their spirits and calmed down to listen.

At this time, the person who asked the question said again: "Women harassing men is still Wen Yan, known as the iceberg in the world. It is really a shame for Wen's reputation! This time, this woman is also famous, right?"

"Isn't that true? I heard that the woman's name is 'Bai Jinyu'."

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"Senior Sister Bai is gone!"

The news Qianxi received scared many people. After careful investigation, it turned out that this happened three days ago.

On the first day of Bai Jinyu's departure, the housekeeper did not pay attention to it, because the chrysanthemum exhibition was being held in Luzhou City those days. The day before, several guests praised it at the banquet. Bai Jinyu also expressed his interest, so the housekeeper thought she was going to Huashang.

The next day, the housekeeper began to be a little anxious, but he didn't think about it, so he found a few people to search around Luzhou.

It was not until the third day that the housekeeper woke up and quickly found the merchant who hired him to tell Cuizhu that Bai Jinyu was missing.

"I specially instructed to arrange a few people in the mansion, and I am serving her on the surface, but in fact I am just preventing her from thinking it out! I didn't expect..."

In the "Bai Mansion", Qianxi rolled on the bed with Bai Jinyu's quilt in his arms, his face flushed with tears, and the room was filled with people.

"Shut up! She won't do stupid things!" Wen Ling shouted and interrupted Qianxi's words, but looked at the house with uneasy expressions, and said unwillingly: "Didn't she say she wanted to find the home seal before? She must have gone to find the home seal! Let's look through it again, she might have left some handwritten books."

The butler standing beside him, the servant said with his hands: "I have looked for it, and we have been ruthless in the entire mansion. Miss Bai left nothing behind!"

Mrs. Rong, who was standing beside Wen Ling, was dizzy and shook her body and fell heavily on a stool, murmured: "It will definitely be a big blow to her when she was expelled from the sect... There are two days left to rest, and she knew that we would definitely come to her. If she went to find the family seal, she would definitely explain it to me."

Wen Ling shook her head and said, "Mom, stop talking!" She fell into great fear.

The housekeeper said, "Miss Bai didn't look very depressed a few days ago, and she was talking and laughing with the guests."

Wen Ling said: "She gave birth to a smiling face. How can you tell whether she is depressed or not?"

A student in Qingyi said: "It may not be a short-sighted person? Maybe..."

Immediately someone said, "Maybe something?"

The student Qingyi couldn't say it either. He thought for a while and said, "Would it be that the person who stole the seal of the family had heard that she was kicked out of Cuizhu, so he simply took her..." The student couldn't continue and looked panicked.

Several people were gasping for breath, and some people shook their heads after hearing this: "Although my junior sister is not very good at martial arts, she is sensitive to five senses and has failed light skills. Even if she can't beat others, she will definitely be able to escape!"

When everyone heard the words, they felt that the words were reasonable, so they lost their minds. Everyone felt like they were overturned and anxious.

Wen Ling wiped her tears and looked up and saw Wen Yan walking out of the curtain in the side hall. His eyes were clear and slowly patrolling around the room, and finally landing on her.

Wen Yan said, "You said, did you send her luggage the day you went down the mountain?"

Wen Ling was suddenly reminded of something and looked around: "Yes! It seems that she didn't see those two bags!"

"Is this a sign that she has left or isn't she going to find a frustration?" Mrs. Rong grabbed a life-saving straw as if she was drowning, and asked tightly. Her excitement leaked all her hidden thoughts.

Qianxi stopped crying, lifted the quilt he was holding and asked Wen Yan: "Where will senior sister go? Why didn't she say goodbye?"

Wen Yan's expression was complicated, and there was a faint pain in her clear eyebrows: "Farewell without saying goodbye, I just don't want us to find her."

After a slight pause, he raised his eyes like ink, met Wen Ling's eyes, and said, "Since that's the case, just wait for her to come back by herself!"

The City God Temple in Chang'an is located in a downtown city. The wooden beams and brackets of the gate building are beautiful and gorgeous, with carved beams and painted buildings. The main hall dedicated to the City God has brackets with eaves, covered with glazed tiles, and various fine carved patterns of doors and windows.

Wen Ruolan hugged her hands, knelt on the hall, gently closed her eyelashes, and silently chanted her prayers. Just after the beginning of winter, she was wearing a thin coat with blue silk on the brocade, bead chains on her neck, and her hands were wrapped around her green jade. Two jade-inlaid ruby ​​hairpins were inserted into her bun, and she was definitely a noble lady from the capital.

"Mother."

Suddenly, the low call sounded in Wen Ruolan's ears, and she couldn't help but shiver and opened her eyes suddenly.

At some point, a girl wearing a hat was kneeling beside her. After the girl knelt down, she slowly removed the hat and placed it aside.

Wen Ruolan only glanced at the girl's face for a moment, as if she was burned. She quickly retracted her eyes and looked up at the statue of the City God in the hall without looking sideways.
Chapter completed!