Rumor Has It That I’m Pregnant with His Highness’ Child

Yu curled up and said that she wanted to rest, but in fact she was so worried that she couldn't rest at ease.

She paced back and forth constantly, looking up at the temple every now and then.

I don't know what happened to Xiao Yan inside? Will there be danger?

Everyone else was busy, and no one spoke.

Everyone was waiting for the return of Prince Lang.

Time passed little by little.

Yu curling felt more and more uneasy in her heart, she couldn't help asking.

"Why haven't they come out yet? Do you want to send someone in to take a look?"

Wei Liao took the initiative to say, "I'll go."

This time Yan Nanguan did not stop him, because Yan Nan was also a little uneasy in his concern.

Yan Nanguan said, "I'll send someone to accompany you in."

Wei Liao knew that they couldn't trust him, so he was too lazy to say anything, and walked straight to the Xianglan Temple.

However, just as he took two steps out, he suddenly heard a loud bang!

The underground of the Xianglan Temple exploded!

The scorched ruins were immediately blown into pieces, and red flames shot into the sky, followed by billowing smoke.

Everyone present was stunned by this sudden scene.

Yu curling's face instantly turned as white as paper.

"no, I can not!"

She was about to rush into the temple without even thinking about it, but was pulled by Wei Liao.

"You go in now to find death!"

Yu Weiwei was completely panicked at this moment, and there was only one thought left in his mind——

"Xiao Yan is still inside!"

She struggled desperately, trying to rush into the temple to find Xiao Wan.

Wei Liao held onto her tightly.

Yan Nanguan has already reacted at this moment, and shouted: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and put out the fire!"

The crowd started scrambling to find tools to put out the fire.

There is no water source nearby, and the fire can only rely on sand.

Baskets of sand were carried over and dumped into the sea of ​​fire.

The fire was gradually decreasing, but no one was seen running out of the temple.

The hearts of everyone are getting heavier and heavier. It seems that Prince Lang is very likely to encounter unexpected events.

When the flames were almost extinguished, Wei Liao let go of Yu curling.

Yu curled into the ruined temple and shouted Xiao Juan's name loudly.

"Xiao Fan! Where are you!"

No response.

The Eagle Guards also came in and began to search everywhere, hoping to find the trace of Prince Lang, but unfortunately they found nothing.

Yan Nanguan gritted his teeth and said, "Keep looking! If you live to see people die, you must see corpses!"

The Eagle Guards had to keep looking.

So I searched for a whole night, found the next day dawn, but still found nothing.

Now even Yannanguan doesn't know what to do next?

Yu curled through almost every place in the ruins, but still couldn't find the person she was looking for.

Her hands, face, and clothes were all covered with black charcoal, and her whole body was dirty, not like a princess, but more like a small beggar.

But at this time, she couldn't care about it.

She stood among the ruins, looking around blankly, her voice hoarse.

"Xiao Lian, where are you?"

Chunfeng and Yeyu have been by her side, helping her find them together.

Both have given up hope for now.

Prince Lang has not been found yet, and in all likelihood, he has already been bombed.

But they dared not say it.

They were afraid that the princess would not be able to accept it.

Luo Pingsha came over and said to Yu Curly.

"You've been searching all night, and you must be tired. Let's go eat something and rest for a while. Just leave it to us here."

Yu curling seemed to be unable to hear what he said, and he was still repeating that sentence in his mouth——

"Xiao Lian, where are you?"

In desperation, Luo Pingsha could only let Chunfeng and Yeyu forcibly send the princess back to the car.

Chunfeng and Yeyu supported Yu Curly's arms respectively.

"Prince Princess, let's go."

Yu curled up but refused to move: "I haven't found him yet, I won't leave."

Chunfeng persuaded: "Even if you want to find someone, you have to take care of yourself first. What should you do if you fall ill when you find His Royal Highness? How distressed he must be at that time!"

Yu curl's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and tears fell one by one.

"Can I still find him?"

No one can answer this question.

Chunfeng and Yeyu fell into silence, and even Luo Pingsha didn't know how to respond.

Yu Weiwei cried and said, "I haven't made it clear to him yet, I haven't let him see the play I specially rehearsed for him, and I still have a lot of things I haven't done with him..."

The more she spoke, the more distressed she became, and the louder she cried.

Sadness spread through the ruins, and everyone present felt very uncomfortable.

Even Yan Nanguan, who has always been calm and reserved, couldn't help but redden his eyes.

Although it is normal for Eagle Guards to suffer casualties, they are a group of people walking on the tip of a knife, and danger and death go hand in hand every day.

However, Prince Lang's departure was too sudden.

Before they could react, it had already happened.

There is not even a chance for them to recover.

This sudden separation of life and death is the most unacceptable.

By noon, Yu curling still refused to rest, and was still rummaging through the ruins.

As long as she hasn't seen the corpse, there is still a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Her hands were so scarred that she could barely stand still.

Luo Pingsha felt that she couldn't go on like this anymore, so he reached out and knocked on the back of her neck, knocking her unconscious, and then let Chunfeng and Yeyu help her back into the carriage.

Luo Pingsha brought the medicine box and helped her treat the wound on her hand.

It was already night when Yu Lingxiu woke up.

She had been put on clean clothes, and her face and hands were clean.

She struggled to get up, wanting to continue looking for Xiao Yan in the ruins.

As a result, just as he sat up, he saw Wei Liao sitting next to him.

Yu curled hoarsely and asked, "Why are you here?"

Wei Liao has been sitting here for a while.

He looked at her so quietly just now, frowning when he saw her even in a drowsiness, and kept shouting Xiao Lian's name in his mouth.

Wei Liao has never experienced this kind of feeling of considering another person as important to him.

He couldn't help but be curious.

"If Prince Lang really died, what would you do?"

His words accurately stabbed the most painful part of Yu Lingyun's heart.

She was very angry: "Even if you die, Xiao Yan will not die!"

Wei Liao smiled: "You don't have to be angry with me, you and I both know that in this situation, Xiao Juan's hope of surviving is very low."

Yu Weiwei wanted to refute, but couldn't find how to refute.

Thinking that she would never see Xiao Yan again in the future, her tears fell again.

Wei Liao said in disgust, "Why are you crying again? Women are really troublesome."

Having said that, he still handed over the silk handkerchief.

Yu curling didn't pick up the silk handkerchief.

She hugged her legs, lowered her head, buried her face between her knees, and her thin shoulders rose and fell with the cry.

Wei Liao's voice came from his ear.

"If Prince Lang is gone, would you consider following me?"