There were dense layers of dark clouds, and after a loud thunder, several lightning bolts struck the sky and landed on the roof of the side courtyard. There was a loud bang, and the ground of Prince Chen's Mansion began to tremble.
Xiao Yichen, who was working in the study, turned his head to look at the window that was whistling in the wind. He pushed open the window, a gust of wind blew in, the candle in the study was extinguished, and a flash of lightning streaked across the sky and fell.
Xiao Yichen frowned, that direction seemed to be a side courtyard...
Xiao Yichen subconsciously pressed his chest. What did it have to do with him whether Ji Lingxue was okay or not? Why was he so nervous
Xiao Yichen paced in the room anxiously. Suddenly, the whole ground shook. His face changed and he turned around and ran into the rain.
"Your Highness!" Before the guard who was taking shelter under the eaves could ask where Xiao Yichen had gone, his figure had disappeared.
As the thunder roared one after another, raindrops as big as beans fell on Xiao Yichen. His vision was blocked by rain and he could not see the road ahead. Relying on his memory, he rushed to the side yard as fast as he could.
Xiao Yichen raised his hand to wipe his face, his eyes widened in horror. In front of him was a ruin. The entire side yard was flattened by lightning, and the rotten wood blocks were still smoking and submerged by rain.
"Ji... Ji Lingxue..." Xiao Yichen shouted, his voice trembling. He didn't understand. He obviously hated that woman so much, but now looking at the ruins and thinking about her being trapped under the ruins, his heart felt depressed and suffocating.
"Ji Lingxue...you stinky woman, did you hear my voice? At least answer me and I will rescue you."
Xiao Yichen's voice was drowned out by the pouring rain. He bent over and dug the rubble tirelessly, calling Ji Lingxue's name over and over again, until the housekeeper brought all the guards in the mansion to dig together with shovels.
The housekeeper held an umbrella over Xiao Yichen's head and looked at his bloody hands with a distressed look on his face. "My Lord... you should go back and rest first, leave this to us!" If the princess was really trapped in the ruins, she would be in great danger...
The housekeeper didn't dare to say the following words, for fear of discouraging Xiao Yichen. He really didn't expect that although the prince seemed so cold towards the princess on weekdays, he actually had feelings for her in his heart.
Xiao Yichen looked at the rescue team members wearing straw raincoats, bamboo hats and shovels, nodded, and turned away tiredly.
The butler held an umbrella and escorted Xiao Yichen back to the main courtyard. When passing by the gate of Yilan Courtyard, Xiao Yichen stopped and looked at the butler in confusion.
The housekeeper was also shocked when he took a quick look. The lights in Yilan Courtyard, which had been empty all the time, were on. Who was inside
The butler's forehead was covered with cold sweat. "My Lord, I don't know who is in there..."
Xiao Yichen said with a cold face: "Let's go and take a look."
The butler bent his waist even more, and looked up from time to time to secretly observe Xiao Yichen's expression. He had always been the one in charge of Yilan Courtyard, and he didn't expect that something would go wrong. He hoped that the punishment imposed by the prince would be lighter.
The two of them walked to the door of the room, which was opened from the inside. Mo Xiang came out holding a copper basin. When she saw Xiao Yichen, whose face was frighteningly cold and blood was dripping from his hands, her face turned pale. The copper basin fell to the ground, and Mo Xiang was so scared that she took several steps back and knelt on the ground.
"What happened..." A vague voice came from the room, and it was obvious that Ji Lingxue was speaking with something in her mouth.
Xiao Yichen was furious for no reason and rushed into the house like a gust of wind...
"Ji Lingxue..." Xiao Yichen walked into the inner room with the wind and murderous look on his face, lifting the bead curtain.
(End of this chapter)