Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 912 Questioning
The pattering raindrops hit the window sill from time to time, making a crackling sound.

Yun Yiyi twitched her fingers quietly.

"She won't die, right? Why did she sleep for so long?" The little eunuch wondered, and looked at the guards beside him, "Du Li, you are too aggressive! This is the third day!"

Du Li touched his nose: "I just hit him casually, who knew she had been in a coma for so long."

"Okay, as long as the breath is still there." The little eunuch walked away gradually with a whisk.

Yun Yiyi exhaled slowly, opened her eyes, and looked at the layout of the room this time, it was very good, it was ancient.

Yun Yiyi lowered her head and glanced at her clothes again, she had already been replaced with clean clothes.

How is this going?Isn't she already dead?Why did it go back to ancient times?

Yun Yiyi suddenly thought of Xuanzhen... She must have changed into another person.

God!No!

Then how did she go to see Yan Qinghe?
……

When Yun Yiyi woke up, Yan Qinghe also opened his eyes, and his Jinpa was wet with tears.

"My lord, you're awake!" Su Ming was very excited, "I'm going to get the post and ask the imperial doctor to come and have a look."

Yan Qinghe grabbed his hand: "Where is Yiyi, how is she?"

In the dream just now, he saw himself saying that he didn't know Yun Yiyi, and finally saw Yun Yiyi blocking the gun for him...

He was frightened into a cold sweat, and when he woke up, he found himself in the bedroom of the Yan Mansion, so... it was all a dream just now, wasn't it...

His Yiyi is still alive and well...

"Ma'am, she..." Su Ming hesitated.

Yan Qinghe said anxiously: "Quickly tell... what happened to her?"

"My lord, have you forgotten? Madam was kidnapped."

Su Ming glanced at Yan Qinghe, sir, he must have burned his head, right?
kidnapped?

Memories flooded Yan Qinghe's mind.

He remembered that his Yiyi was taken away by the man in black, he was shot by an arrow, and passed out.

Then now...

Yan Qinghe looked around, and this was Yan Mansion.

"How many days have I slept?" Yan Qinghe asked hoarsely.

"My lord, you have been asleep for three days..."

"What time is it now?"

"It's just Mao time."

"Yiyi, I'm going to find Yiyi."

Yan Qinghe turned over and stayed on the bed.

"My lord, your injury hasn't healed yet. The imperial doctor said that you need to take care of it for half a month before you can recover." Chen Ci hurriedly supported Yan Qinghe, it was still raining outside, if Yan Qinghe went out for a while, what if it got worse after getting wet in the rain? What to do about the condition.

Yan Qinghe acted as if he hadn't heard what he said, he was in a daze, his Yiyi was still waiting for him to save him, how could he lie down here?
"My lord, don't be like this, Madam definitely doesn't want to see you like this." The servant girl twisted her handkerchief.

"Yes, my lord, you have to pull yourself together before you can save your wife and come back." Chunying also persuaded, no one would like this kind of thing to happen, seeing Yan Qinghe suffer so much, they are subordinates, they feel Not happy either.

Yan Qinghe closed his eyes.

After a while, he looked up at Chen Ci: "Where are those treasures?"

"It's still in the warehouse." Chen Ci thought for a while, "My lord, the situation was critical at that time, so I had to run away first, and then I sent a group of people to find Madam, only to find Madam's hairpin at the scene .”

With that said, Chen Ci handed over the hairpin in his hand.

Yan Qinghe took it with trembling hands, it was given to Yun Yiyi by him.

"My lord, during the time you were asleep, His Majesty and His Royal Highness sent people to visit your lord one after another. Now that you are awake, would you like me to send a message?" Chen Ci continued.

"No need, change my clothes for me, I'm going to the palace to face the saint." Yan Qinghe tightly held the hairpin in his hand.

"My lord, you just woke up. There is no rush to enter the palace to face the saint." Su Ming said, his health is better, how can he be tired from running around?

"It's true that there is no rush to enter the palace, but my Yiyi can't wait."

As long as Yan Qinghe thinks that Yun Yiyi is suffering in a place he doesn't know, his heart will be pierced like a knife.

Even if he has only one leg left now, he still has to get up.

The people had no choice but to follow his orders.

Su Ming went to the storeroom to put the treasure back into the carriage, while Chen Ci guarded him and entered the palace with Yan Qinghe.

After Yan Qinghe sent people to collect these carts of treasures into the treasury, he came to the imperial study to meet the emperor.

"See Your Majesty."

Yan Qinghe's body was a little weak, and after kneeling for a while, he began to feel dizzy.

He bit the tip of his tongue to try to wake himself up.

When the emperor saw Yan Qinghe, he immediately helped him up. He had already heard about the assassination of Yan Qinghe on the way back to Beijing.

He knew in his heart that if it wasn't for helping him find the underground treasure, he wouldn't have encountered such a thing. Seeing his sloppy footsteps, he knew that his body hadn't recovered yet.

"Why don't Aiqing come to see me after resting?"

"Your Majesty, my minister's wife has been kidnapped, how can I rest in peace?" Yan Qinghe looked sad.

"I already know about this matter, Ai Qing, don't worry, I have already sent someone to look for Mrs. Yan, and I will send someone to inform you as soon as there is news." The emperor sighed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yan Qinghe stood up, took out the distribution map of Dazhou's mineral resources from his sleeve, and said to the emperor, "This is what I got from my wife's efforts."

The emperor gave the chief eunuch a look, and the chief eunuch understood, took the picture and handed it to the emperor.

Yan Qinghe had already handed over all the underground treasures to the state treasury, but he didn't expect to have this picture.

As soon as he opened it, the emperor was stunned by the drawings in front of him.

"This is?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this is the distribution map of Da Zhou's mineral resources."

Yan Qinghe glanced at the emperor unhurriedly, knowing how to speak in order to touch the interests of the emperor.

"Then... what are these things?" The emperor pointed to several icons on the map.

He vaguely knew that this might be something extraordinary.

"These... only my wife can understand. According to her, there are gold mines and iron mines..." Yan Qinghe suppressed the sadness in his heart, and his face was calm. "She also said at the time that when she returned to the capital, she would help Your Majesty was looking for these mineral resources, but he was robbed by thieves along the way... I don't know if those people will torture her..."

Yan Qinghe didn't cry or make a fuss, but just told the truth calmly.

Originally, the emperor was just looking for things casually, but now that he heard what Yan Qinghe said, he felt differently in his heart.

If Yun Yiyi falls into the hands of other countries, Dazhou's mineral resources will be in danger.

Even if he holds this picture, how can anyone have the convenience of finding it?
The emperor instantly figured out the joints, and he pondered: "I will send more people to find Mrs. Yan's captivity, and I will definitely find her. Yan Aiqing, you can rest assured."

"Your Majesty." Yan Qinghe thought for a while and said, "I also heard something during this trip to Huai City."

The emperor looked at Yan Qinghe, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"I heard that Da Zhou is still burying the forces of the former dynasty..."

"Where did you hear about this?"

The emperor's face suddenly sank.

"It's a coincidence that this incident happened. I saw the message from the underground palace of Xuanji Pavilion Master Ji Xuan. Maybe Ji Xuan disappeared because of this..." Yan Qinghe didn't say too much , half-truths and authenticity.

He knew that according to the emperor's suspicious nature, he would definitely investigate the truth.

The emperor's face was condensed. Hearing these words, his eyes on Yan Qinghe also softened.

"I know about this, please don't mention it to others."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Go back, I'm tired." The emperor waved his hand.

Yan Qinghe then turned around and retreated.

The emperor stared at the hall, thinking secretly in his heart.

Originally, he thought that the power of the previous dynasty had already collapsed, but today Yan Qinghe brought it up again, and he was suddenly not very sure.

Back then, the owner of the Xuanji Pavilion disappeared at about the same time as the previous forces disappeared. Originally, he didn't care about this matter, but now that he thinks about it, it is indeed somewhat suspicious.

The Xuanji Pavilion, which was famous in the world back then, was not only rich in wealth, but also more powerful. If the owner of the Xuanji Pavilion hadn't been unwilling to participate in the disputes between courts and courts, the world of this great week might have to be replaced by another person.

Because of this, the owner of the Xuanji Pavilion suddenly disappeared, and the Xuanji Pavilion has almost retreated into the world since then.

This matter also made him happy for a while, and finally he didn't have to worry about the rebellion of this force.

Looking at it now, if the former power covets the Xuanji Pavilion and divides it, what should we do?

The emperor hesitated in his heart, and the chief eunuch did not dare to disturb him.

"Come here," the emperor called to the empty room.

The head of the dark guard came out of the darkness quickly: "Your Majesty."

"Go to Huai City and check the Xuanji Pavilion for me to see if there have been any changes in the past few years."

The hidden guard took the order, and when he was about to step down, he heard the emperor say, "Wait for Mrs. Yan to give me something to do, she has a lot to do with my country!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After making the arrangements, the emperor let out a long sigh of relief.

As soon as Yan Qinghe walked to the carriage outside the palace, he fell down.

Standing not far away, Chen Ci quickly supported him with an umbrella, and said loudly to Su Ming who was stunned: "Go and get the imperial physician!"

Only then did Su Ming regain his senses. He was about to go when he heard Yan Qinghe's weak voice: "Don't go, let's go back to the house."

"grown ups!"

"I'm fine, I haven't found Yiyi yet, I can't fall down."

With Chen Ci's strength, Yan Qinghe propped himself up.

The two had no choice but to bring him back to Yan Mansion.

Yan Qinghe, who had been lying on the carriage for a while, was in better spirits except that his lips were pale and bloodless.

"My lord, the Eldest Young Master and the Second Young Master are clamoring to find their wife, but the slaves can't stop them, and they are crying right now." The maid who came out of the mansion saw Yan Qinghe who had just got off the carriage, and hurriedly put on her skirts. Walk towards the carriage.

"My lord is injured now, you can just watch these things, why bother your lord?" Su Ming frowned, Yan Qinghe just fainted once, why bother to take care of the child.

"This... slave girl, let's go..." The servant girl twisted her handkerchief. She felt uncomfortable hearing the child cry, not to mention the child's father. Yan Qinghe.

"Wait, let them come to my room." Yan Qinghe gritted his teeth and stood still, before saying to the servant girl.

"My lord, the imperial physician has already said that you need to rest in peace and recuperate, and don't bother your mind. Let the servants do the child's affairs." Chen Ci advised.

Yan Qinghe said: "They are Yiyi and I's children, how can they bother others, don't need to say too much, don't make them wait, help me back to my room."

Seeing that Chen Ci couldn't persuade him, he could only help him into the house.

After a while, Yan Dashuang and Yan Xiaoshuang came to Yan Qinghe's house under the leadership of the maid.

"Daddy, why are your lips so white? Are you wearing mother's powder?" Yan Dashuang jumped on Yan Qinghe as soon as he saw Yan Qinghe. There was a muffled grunt.

"Eldest young master...you..." Su Ming was about to tell him not to touch Yan Qinghe's wound, when he raised his hand to signal him not to speak, Su Ming sighed and simply turned his back.

"Daddy, what's the matter with you?" Yan Dashuang asked puzzledly when he felt Yan Qinghe's rapid breathing.

"Brother, just let go of daddy, you're going to strangle him so hard." Yan Xiaoshuang glanced at the expressions of the people around him, then at Yan Qinghe's trembling fingers, and pulled at him calmly. Pull Yan Dashuang's sleeve.

"Oh." Yan Dashuang took a step back and looked at Yan Qinghe with clear eyes, "Daddy, why didn't you see your mother when you came back this time?"

(End of this chapter)