
On the nearly an hour's ride, they reached a small village. Village on the slopes of Zhieshan hill.
Far ahead, the purple wisteria forest became so black from the thick and lush spring like a giant gathering, hiding a temple building above it, the luminous sparkle of
distant, like a flickering eye.
Shanpo Village is so quiet, there are several houses that are quite far apart and the location is scattered on the hillside. There is the home of a group of simple farmers, who live from farming on the slopes of Zhieshan hill. His Majesty had Jian knock on a house they had first met, a dim light illuminating the house from inside, to inquire about the village chief's house.
A village chief certainly knows all his citizens, including maybe Huanran or his family.
The door was opened and an old mother came out and spoke, her face a little confused and frightened by the arrival of some strangers in this blind night.
Soon Jian came back to His Majesty and the small group who were still on their horses.
"Three houses from here, the village chief's house" he said, returning on his horse.
Arriving in front of the village chief's house, His Majesty and Jian immediately got off the horse. A middle-aged man came out to open the door, his eyes showing shock at the arrival of this bunch of strangers.
"We are looking for the house of a servant named Huanran, who is from this village" His Majesty said.
The man frowned, looking increasingly astonished.
"Sir, some time ago someone else came here, asking the same question." The village chief replied with a stammer.
"Other people?" His Majesty now said more surprised.
"Yes, sir. Other people. Maybe a man dressed in black like a master, it's just that he's veiled."
Suddenly they became anxious, there was someone who had gone before them to find the servant.
Surely this man knows well his problem if he seeks Huanran as well as they do.
"Where is the house, the woman named Huanran?" ask Your Majesty impatiently.
"She had just returned this afternoon, seemingly running away from her place of work. But not long ago, he seemed to have been in search of many people"
"Jawab, where's the house?!" your Majesty's Hardik is really impatient.
"There, sir." The village chief replied fearfully, then pointed to a house on the edge of a ramp. The house was on a higher level than the other houses.
Without saying much, they rushed towards the house, an old man opened the door with a middle-aged woman crying sobbing with great sadness.
"Someone took my son by force, sir..." The old man wept softly with his wife.
"Huan had just arrived with such fear that he had just been chased by a ghost, suddenly the man brought my son, sir. Help us, sir. We're just little guys, we don't know anything." Huanran's father dropped himself at the foot of Jian's bodyguard who stood in front of the wide-open door. The Jian Guards had been misbehaved to receive such treatment.
"Don't kill our Huan, sir.he only came to the palace to be a servant. He doesn't have a lot of money, if you think our son is rich enough to be looted. Forgive me for a piece of your life, sir, we promised to give up all our valuables to exchange them for our Huan..." The mother was more willing, now even thought that what came to them was a group of robbers who were after her child.
"We'll take your son, if we can find him. Did you see where that person was taking your child?" ask the Jian guards.
His Majesty looked tense and Xiao Yi was even more tense. They did not find such an important person. Xiao Yi's hope was like a fire that was doused in rain. It felt like his fate was really on the edge now.
"There he led Huan towards the temple of Sunyen!" Huanran's father pointed up the hill.
Xiao Yi pulled the reins of his horse with a roaring chest, faster than His Majesty's horse, he was impatient to catch up with where Huanran was being carried.
"Maxing...! slow down your horse, stay behind me!" Shouted His Majesty in a worried tone looking at Xiao Yi like a fidelity. But Xiao Yi did not hear it, his horse was speeding, faster than the others. His Majesty tried to align his horse with Xiao Yi's horse.
No one really knew, Xiao Yi was a tough horseman in Youwu, along with his two older brothers. His father trained them to be tough children, even two of his sons were equipped with enough martial arts in the training camp led by his father as a commander.
Xiao Yi remained more educated by his mother to be a good daughter, although his older brothers Xiao Ce and Xiao Ying, still trained their younger sister secretly a little martial arts.
Only, Xiao Yi was not allowed to show in public for such an ability, because in Youwu girls did not deserve to behave like a man.
They never allowed her to travel alone, because they knew that sometimes she was a little stubborn and sometimes couldn't help herself.
"We must hurry, Your Majesty, our time is not much. We have to find Huanran before dawn." Chu Cu's veiled face danced on his head. Whatever happens, he has to come back before morning. They are chasing time.
Above the sky, the moon that only half crept almost at the top of the head signifies really midnight, their time is not much. The person they are looking for is not yet clear.
All they knew was, going to the Sunyen temple hoping to find something there.
They were about to reach the Sunyen temple building, when suddenly the horses Xiao Yi and His Highness who were at the very front neighed loudly, like they were afraid of something.
In the middle of the road, just a few fathoms before the steps leading to the Sunyen temple in front. From behind a large wisteria tree, two body figures appeared, one a tall man strapping in black clothes and a face on the veil that held the arm of a woman, with the servant clothes that Xiao Yi remembered so much.
The frail woman, bowed in trembling and deeply frightened in the dimness of the night, Xiao Yi knew her as Huanran's servant.
Jian Jie along with two other bodyguards immediately jumped off the horse and surrounded the two men with drawn swords, they were on standby to keep their lord safe.
His Majesty leaped off the horse in the follow Xiao Yi, His Majesty's left hand holding the sword headwaters at his waist which was still in its sheath.
"Honor Your Majesty..." The man bowed to His Majesty, his voice not so clear behind the veil that covered his face.
His Highness was silent in his place stunned astray, all becoming more vigilant, this person knew of His Majesty's existence, naturally he was not an indiscriminate person.
"You know me?" ask Your Majesty carefully. He pulled Xiao Yi behind him, intending to protect the girl.
"I know, Your Majesty will be here, I brought this servant to keep him safe to hand over to His Majesty" The man slowly opened the veil that covered his face and Xiao Yi's eyes immediately bought in the darkness of the night. I can't believe what he saw, though,
"Mr Zhao...!"
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