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"Search this place thoroughly, we can't let even a tile or a brick go." The leader of the imperial guards was the first to barge into the courtyard with a saber in his hand. He stroked the stubble on his chin, looked left and right, made a few gestures, and then flocked into each of the two teams of guards to search the corners.

More than a dozen guards had searched through almost every room and place, but had not found anything, not even the baskets under the thatched cottage.

There was a dried up well behind the fence in the courtyard. The leader of the guards swaggered forward. He half squatted down and looked into the well. He lifted the empty bucket beside the well with his big hand. Most likely, the owner of this house had left home for quite some time.

Putting aside the doubts in his mind, he cleared his throat. He then kicked the empty bucket into the well and gulped down half of the bucket of water effortlessly. He wiped his mouth and ordered, "Let's go!"

After that, the ten or so people followed him out of the courtyard.

In a dark corner, Luo Shang gasped for breath only to see them leave through the gaps. Just as she was about to peel off the firewood blocking her body, she was stopped by the man behind her.

"Don't make a sound."

Luo Shang nodded, in the next moment, a black figure quietly appeared at the door like a gust of wind. Long Wind carried a black robe and dragged along the ground. His waist carried a resplendent sword, and his eyes were filled with a tinge of melancholy. Both of his hands were placed behind his back, just like a Desert Eagle.

As he walked into the courtyard, a large group of guards followed him. They carefully searched every corner, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.

The guard shook his head and reported, "Lord Mo, we have searched thoroughly, but we have still not found him …"

The man calmly stretched out his hand. He seemed to be in a carefree manner, but his expression was locked tightly in the woodpile shop under a wattled fencing.

The guards did not say anything else as they watched him walk towards that direction step by step.

Looking through the shrinkage of the firewood curtain, Luo Shang saw that the black figure was getting closer and closer to her. Her calm eyes were still sparkling and translucent, and her right hand couldn't help but stroke her lower abdomen. She did not dare to make a sound, so she could only repeat it in her heart and pray.

Just as the shadow pressed down, she closed her eyes, but at that moment, the footsteps stopped. When she opened her eyes again, she could faintly see that Mo Yun was only standing in front of the firewood.

He turned the hilt of his sword and suddenly pulled out his sword, aiming straight at the curtain of firewood. His sharp sword flashed with a myriad of blade glints under the sunlight, the cold light radiating from it was piercing to the eyes.

The tip of the sword slowly peeled away the layers of grass. Luo Shang watched as the slender blade penetrated into the darkness beneath the firewood. Suddenly, someone grabbed onto her shoulders, and her body was forcibly pulled backwards until her body was pressed under a thick body. She watched helplessly as the sword pierced through the light and into the man's back.

She wanted to push the person in front of her away, but he had fiercely suppressed her, causing her to be unable to move. In the darkness, his low voice painfully whispered in her ear, "I'm fine, don't make a sound."

The tip of the sword cut his flesh, and if he were to take another step, he would be able to penetrate his chest. Tang Ao's hand, which was suppressing the woman's shoulder, moved slightly, but he did not let go.

The sweat on the man's face dripped onto Luo Shang's forehead. Luo Shang wanted to speak up, but her mouth was blocked off by Luo Shang. When she heard the sound of the sword unsheathing from his body, he collapsed and was given the chance to get up. Luo Shang calmly took the chance to lift up her sleeves and slid it onto the blade and sword, wiping off the blood on the sword.

Taking out his sword, Mo Yun's expression remained calm, as though nothing had happened. He stared at the firewood for a while, seeing that the sword blades were clean, he smiled, kept the black lines in his eyes, and turned to lead the group of people away.

When he reached the door, he paused for a moment, turned his head, and left.

Once they left, Luo Shang pushed away the firewood on her body and helped the man up. Her back was drenched in red, but she was still holding on.

"Young Master Tang, you …" "The eye-catching eyes looked at him, their eyes filled with apology and gratitude, before they finally morphed into those three words." "Thank you."

Tang Ao let out a long hiss from the pain in his back, as though all the tendons and bones in his body were hurting. He stabbed his sword into the ground and supported himself up.

"There is sweat on his face, but he said it coldly." I'm not saving you. "

No matter if it was because he truly wanted to save her or because of the testamentary edict, she still had to thank him. After all, he had unknowingly saved them.

No one knew who sent the previous batch of patrolling people, but Mo Yun was definitely following Leng Shaoyu's orders. Sword and blade had no eyes, but he did not care about her life and death at all?

Luo Shang could not help but laugh bitterly at the bottom of his heart, his sorrowful heart pulling her back to reality. She went over to help Tang Ao, but was pushed away by the man's palm and fell to the ground.

"Go away!" The man roared, his face ashen. He limped forward, leaning on his sword, not needing her help.

The tip of the sword was upright on the ground, as if it had touched something. Tang Ao swept a glance under his feet, and suddenly frowned.

He gritted his teeth and immediately squatted down. Putting aside the sword, he held the piece of Exquisite Jade Stone in his palm. His hands suddenly started trembling. He smiled at the piece of jade.

At first glance, this Exquisite Jade didn't seem special. Like other jades, it was small in size and also very ordinary. But in the sun, the refraction of light shining like gold, as exquisite as water lubricated, not contaminated.

He watched silently as two voices echoed in his ears …

"Don't touch my Exquisite Jade."

"How did you become so stingy? Tang Tang is only a Wei Princess, how come he likes such an ordinary piece of broken stone?"

"What do you know? The Queen Mother gave this to me. You are not allowed to touch it."

"Oh …" There are still some words on it. Let me see, don't snatch it, let me look at it, I will return it back to you after I look at it. However, this word is, hmm … "Sound?"

"Give it back to me, quickly …"

Tone... Yin'er … Guard Qing Yin.

Tang Ao looked carefully, his rough fingers moving across the carved word "Sound" on the surface of the Exquisite Jade, and suddenly laughed out loud, as if he had completely forgotten about the pain on his body. He raised his head and looked at the woman who had collapsed at his side. He was so agitated that he lost his mind, he grabbed Luo Shang's wrist and anxiously asked: "This jade, where did you get it from? Stole it? Picked it up? Or did someone give it to you? "

"Speak!"

Being grabbed so painfully by the strength of his palm, Luo Shang was unable to pull her hand away no matter how she tried. I don't know. "

With one hand, Tang Ao grabbed her wrist, while the other hand clenched into a fist that fiercely smashed onto the ground. He stared at Luo Shang with some fury in his eyes. Don't know? "You don't know?" He let out a soft laugh. Don't play amnesia in front of me. I heard that your brother Lo Ke once annihilated an entire city and passed through a place called Langya. Could it be that he picked up this jade and gave it to you? Where did he pick it up? Where was the owner of the jade? "Speak!"

Luo Shang did not know what was wrong with the man in front of him, nor did she know what he was talking about. Tell me, where is she? Where is Wei Qing Yin? "

It was only until he heard the name that Luo Shang finally realized what she meant. Suddenly, she raised her head and stared blankly at the man in front of her. She muttered: "Wei …. Qing Yin? "