Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 125

"Reporting to the Fifteenth Concubine, he is not here. The Fourth Madam is here. How could the Eleventh Young Master possibly be here?"

The Fifteenth Lady's worries, which she had managed to suppress, resurfaced: "Where did he go? It's so late." She twirled the silk handkerchief in her hand, her heart clenching with anxiety. Xiao Yi had never gone out at night before.

She went to the old man's place, but Xiao Yi didn't go. There was no one at Yan Xiaolou either. Where could he have gone? A girl not coming home in the middle of the night—does she want to drive her mother crazy with worry?!

"Please inform him that I need to see the Fourth Young Master." She was now uncertain and needed to discuss things with someone, even if that person was someone she disliked.

A moment later, Zi Mo came out in a hurry, followed by Lu Su Su, who walked with clumsy steps.

She hurriedly said, "Xiao Yi is missing!" As the Fifteenth Madam spoke, tears involuntarily streamed down her face. This child always caused her endless worry.

Upon hearing this, Zi Mo's mind went blank: "How could it be missing? Have you looked for it?" Zi Mo took the shoes that Lu Su Su handed him, put them on casually, and then ordered all the servants to assemble.

"When did he disappear?"

The fifteenth lady, fighting back tears, answered truthfully: "He has never gone back."

"How could this happen?" Zi Mo immediately realized that her behavior during the day had been somewhat excessive. "Fifteenth Aunt, wait at home, I'll go out and look for her."

“I’ll go too.” She also wanted to go see her daughter; it was too painful to wait at home.

"Husband, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Quiet down. Everyone gather in the front yard. No one is allowed to come back if they can't find the Eleventh Young Master."

"yes!"

...

20 AM

Royal Palace

"Steward Shen, it's late at night and entry and exit from the palace are prohibited."

Ignoring the guards' attempts to stop him, Zi Mo forced his way in.

“Steward Shen, if you insist on doing this, we will have to take action.”

"Urgent report from the border! It's delayed military operations. Can you afford the consequences?! Get out of my way!" Zi Mo pushed him aside and ran off quickly.

Mo rushed into the Qiande Palace, his breath unsteady, and asked, "Eunuch Hai, where is the Emperor?" He had been searching for Ziyi for two hours, looking everywhere he could, but he couldn't find Eleven. He had no choice but to turn to the Emperor.

"The Emperor is in the Crown Prince's Palace."

"Take me there quickly." Zi Mo grabbed Eunuch Hai and left. Before Eunuch Hai could even put his feet on the ground, Zi Mo carried him to the Crown Prince's palace.

"Send it quickly!"

"Please wait a moment, Lord Shen."

Zi Mo paced anxiously outside the hall. It was already so dark; where was he now?

A moment later, Qianqing came out, dressed neatly: "Can't we talk about it tomorrow? How could there be any urgent reports from the border right now? Tell me what it is."

"No more National Day celebrations."

"What did you say?" Qianqing asked in surprise.

"Eleven hasn't come home since last night. I've searched everywhere she might be. I had no choice but to come and beg Your Majesty. Your Majesty, please help me find Eleven. I, Zimo, am willing to dedicate myself to you until my dying breath." After saying this, Zimo knelt sincerely before Qianqing, almost as if he wanted to drink blood to show his loyalty.

Qianqing didn't have time to look at him and quickly ordered Fuhai, "Have the Imperial Guards put the whole city on high alert."

"yes!"

"quick!"

"Yes! Yes!" Fu Hai quickly retreated, and Qian Qing suppressed her panic: "Where did he go?"

Zi Mo dodged for a moment, then resolutely said, "I had an argument with my subject, and he accidentally said a few harsh words."

"Are you out of your mind?! I think you don't want to be my steward anymore!"

"Your Majesty deserves to die. I only ask that Your Majesty find the person first, and then I am willing to let Your Majesty deal with me as you see fit."

Qian Qing frowned and blurted out, "What's the use of punishing you? Your whole body combined isn't even worth a single finger of Xiao Yi."

Zi Mo looked at Qian Qing with surprise, then realized he had been rude and quickly lowered his head. Of course, he knew he was inferior to Eleven. He had always known that the grown-up Eleven wasn't his everything, and he knew even more that Eleven's current audacity was thanks to others. But he didn't care now; he just wanted Eleven back. As long as Eleven was by his side, that was enough. He vowed never to yell at him unreasonably again and to always give in to him. He could remain childlike forever.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Guards are on standby."

"A secret search of the entire city, and the city gates closed."

"Yes!" The 30,000 Imperial Guards stood in perfect formation, their shouts shaking the heavens.

Qianqing personally led the army to carry out the orders.

Xiao Hai, noticing the Emperor's pale face, cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, please rest for a while. It has been an hour."

"Shut up. The city gates will never be opened until we find Minister Shen."

Xiao Hai quickly lowered his head: "Yes."

Qianqing suddenly remembered something and asked, "Have you looked for Sikong?"

Zi Mo asked, puzzled, "No."

Qianqing immediately mounted his horse and headed straight for the Sikong Mansion, with Zimo following closely behind.