The Adventures of the Crying Princess

Yuwen Ji followed all the way, constantly reminding him, "Kid, slow down. You don't even know who Bohe is going to meet. Is it useful to run around the world? Come back with me first, and come back to look for someone after you have found out the truth.

Maybe things are not as bad as you think, maybe you can see mint when you return home?"

"Gone. Song Yuanyu is gone."

Bai Yimeng suddenly realized that the other party threw Song Yuanyu to her just to let her find the letter. It was a blatant provocation and also an attempt to declare war on her.

"Kid, calm down. Let's go back and discuss this."

Bai Yimeng nodded slightly, "Tell Second Senior Brother that Sister Bihe is his sweetheart. They both have a hard time. I didn't think highly of her, so I should apologize to Second Senior Lu."

Seeing Bai Yimeng blaming herself so much, Yuwen Ji rubbed her head and said, "What does it have to do with you? Don't think too much. Your second brother has many ways, so maybe he can think of something."

The two of them came to the General's Mansion and handed the letter to Lu Yikuan, "Second Senior Brother, please punch me twice. It's my fault for not taking good care of Sister Bohe."

"Don't talk nonsense. This has nothing to do with you. You haven't looked well these past few days. Go back first." Lu Yikuan's voice was cold. He read the letter over and over again for more than ten times.

Bai Yimeng shook her head. "If I don't leave, I won't feel at ease if I can't find Sister Bohe."

Lu Yikuan stopped talking and crumpled the letter paper, as if he wanted to erase the characters on it. "Xiao Qi, Bo He is not your servant. When she comes back, you are not allowed to order her around. Do you understand?"

Bai Yimeng nodded but didn't dare to say anything. It was the first time she saw Lu Yikuan so strict, and she was still a little uncomfortable.

After leaving the General's Mansion, Yuwen Ji couldn't help but complain, "Your second senior brother is also quite funny. Bohe had been living in Prince Yi's Mansion before, and the two of them looked unfamiliar. At that time, I didn't see your second senior brother being so nervous about him.

This time I lost it and I turned my back on you. Kid, we won’t stand this. Let’s go, I’ll take you home.”

"Okay, I won't leave. I can't leave until Sister Bohe comes back. This has nothing to do with Second Brother. It's purely my responsibility.

I want to find Song Yuanyu. His appearance is strange, and his disappearance is also strange. I always feel that there is something wrong. "

"It's getting dark, where are you going to find it?"

Yuwen Ji caught up with Bai Yimeng, and the two came to the West Street Market. * At night, the West Street Market was filled with shouting and bargaining, which was very inconsistent with the tranquility of the night.

"Your Highness, we've been caught in an illusion," Bai Yimeng turned her head to see that Yuwen Ji had turned into a winter melon. She patted her head, "Oh! How could I have forgotten that an illusion is that everyone is in their own illusion."

Bai Yimeng bit his finger and sat cross-legged, exerting his inner strength, and suddenly the scene in front of him returned to normal. When he looked at Yuwen Ji again, he saw that he had fainted under a big tree.

Bai Yimeng patted Yuwen Ji's face, "Wake up, Prince, wake up."

Seeing that Yuwen Ji still couldn't wake up, Bai Yimeng bit the back of his hand.

"Ah, it hurts!" Yuwen Ji opened his eyes and saw Bai Yimeng, and instinctively hugged her into his arms, "We are not in the bridal chamber, why are we here?"

Bai Yimeng instantly imagined Yuwen Ji's illusion, and slapped him with a big hand, "Rogue!"

When he found out that he was under an illusion, Yuwen Ji burst into laughter. Bai Yimeng pinched him hard, "Why are you like this? I'm so embarrassed, and you can still laugh."

"Why are you shy? My father has already ordered the Ministry of Rites to prepare for our wedding. We'll just have to wait until next year. You are my little princess, don't even think about running away." He kissed Bai Yimeng's cheek gently.

Bai Yimeng pushed the man away with all his strength, "You still said that I will ignore you."

After saying that, he ran forward. Yuwen Ji smiled and got up to chase him. But after chasing him for a street, Bai Yimeng seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

"Child...child...Yuwen Ji panicked, and his first reaction was that he might still be in the illusion.

Thinking of the method Bai Yimeng had told him to break the illusion, he bit his finger, held his breath and concentrated. After a while, he opened his eyes and saw that he was in a dense forest.

Bai Yimeng's cry for help was in his ears. Yuwen Ji ran to the source of the sound and saw Bai Yinan, who was whipping Bai Yimeng with a rattan stick as thick as a thumb. "Yinan, stop it. As soon as they touched Bai Yinan, the two people in front of him turned into smoke and disappeared.

Obviously this was still an illusion. Yuwen Ji looked at his bleeding fingers, then at the trees, and felt a little confused for a moment.

Suddenly, a bamboo pole flew through the bushes and hit Yuwen Ji's back. Yuwen Ji heard it and suddenly found himself unable to move.

Just as the bamboo pole was about to pierce him, a dark shadow flashed by and blocked his way.

The bamboo pole pierced the black shadow's body, and blood flowed out, soon forming a small lake in front of the man.

He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but his intuition told him that this person was Bai Yimeng.

"No! Child..." Yuwen Ji still couldn't move, and couldn't even shout. He watched his beloved slowly fall down.

He could feel her breathing stop, he could feel her heartbeat stop, but he couldn't save her, he couldn't move.

He was so heartbroken that he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. In an instant, everything in front of him turned into smoke and dust. The forest disappeared, the thatched house disappeared, and the person lying in a pool of blood also disappeared.

A veil covered his eyes, as if to swallow him. Soon the veil fell off, and Bai Yimeng's chubby little face emerged. Yuwen Ji's eyes instantly turned red, and he pinched Bai Yimeng's face, which was chubby and real.

"You, you are real."

"Nonsense." Bai Yimeng pushed Yuwen Ji's hand away, turned his back and coughed, "I'm afraid that the High Priest of Xiling has come. His illusion is very powerful."

"You're bleeding?" Yuwen Ji noticed that something was wrong with Bai Yimeng, so he pulled her over and saw that her chest was bright red. "What happened?"

"You are trapped in an illusion. Ordinary methods cannot break it. I can only enter the illusion myself and help you leave."

At this point, Yuwen Ji understood everything. The bamboo pole and the person lying in a pool of blood were all created by Bai Yimeng, just to give him a severe impact on his body and mind, so that he could break the illusion.

"Kid, how do you feel now? How about we go back first?"

“We’d better not move. The other party is an expert. He can make people fall into an illusion with just one breath.

It is best to hold your breath and concentrate, meditate until dawn. Although this person is highly skilled in illusion, he is obviously seriously injured.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to easily enter the illusion he set just now." Bai Yimeng held Yuwen Ji's hand, "It's best not to move, stay calm, and wait until dawn to see what you see."

After Yuwen Ji entered into a state of meditation, Bai Yimeng quietly climbed up the tree. Since he could perform magic out of thin air, this person was probably not far away.

Soon, Bai Yimeng locked onto her target. She saw a burly man in black squatting on a tree branch looking at her. When he saw that she noticed him, he bared his big teeth and greeted her.