The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

Chapter 893: The baby girl

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After returning to the inn, Qin Zhou issued two imperial edicts.

The first one is to look for Murong Jie all over the world, no matter where he is, you must find him by going to heaven or hell.

The second step was to take her handwritten order, go to the nearby military camp, and mobilize three thousand troops.

"Your Majesty, if this is done, it will alert the enemy."

The so-called "stirring up trouble" refers to the officials in Fengzhou.

Qin Zhou said: "I am right here. It doesn't matter if I scare any snake. If there is a poisonous snake, I can always pull it out."

When Rouyao and Ajing heard this, they knew that she would have to stay here for a while.

After Murong Jie left the capital, he wanted to look for the Grand Empress Dowager, but he knew that finding the Grand Empress Dowager was as difficult as finding Zi'an, so he wanted to go back to Miaojiang.

He has traveled almost everywhere near Miaojiang.

I also went to the nearby counties and cities several times, holding Zi'an's portrait and asking around, but no one who looked like him was found.

That day, he came to Bei'an County, which belonged to the Qin State, but he had never been here before.

He was still holding the portrait and asking around. In fact, he knew it was unnecessary to ask because he had never received any good news in the past two years.

However, this time when I asked the tea stall owner, he looked at it for a long time and said thoughtfully: "I have never seen the person in the portrait, but I have seen a baby girl. Her features are very similar to the woman in the portrait. It's like they were carved from the same mold."

Murong Jie was already slowly rolling up the portrait. Hearing what the tea stall owner said, he stepped on the bench and grabbed the owner's collar, his eyes bulging with excitement. "Baby girl? How old? When? Where? Who is taking care of this baby girl? Isn't the person taking care of her the same person in the portrait?"

The boss was so scared that he was shaking all over. "Sir, I... I don't know her. He just brought her to have tea that day. I saw that the baby girl was pretty, so I teased her for a while. She must be about two years old. The one who brought her... is her father!"

Two years old, two years old, it matches, it matches.

But, her dad

"Are you sure it's her father? Not her uncle or some outsider?" Murong Jie suddenly thought of hundreds of possibilities in his mind, maybe it was the person who saved Zi'an.

Zi'an even thought about giving himself to her in order to repay her kindness. He didn't mind. As long as she was still alive, he didn't mind anything.

Murong Jie knew that he was too excited and frightened him, so he immediately let him go and ironed his clothes for him, "Do you know where he is from?"

The boss quickly jumped a few steps away to keep a distance from this madman. "From the accent, he should be a local of Bei'an. As for the details, I really don't know."

A local of Bei'an? That's easy. Bei'an is not big, so you can definitely find it.

He immediately sent a message to Gao Fengtian, asking him to send someone to help search.

This is the Qin territory, and it is not easy for him to let people from the Great Zhou come here.

He went to Bei'an County without waiting for Gao Fengtian to come.

In Bei'anli, I unexpectedly found a person.

It was Boss Dao. He was dressed like a Qin citizen, wearing coarse cloth clothes, carrying a sack and moving quickly among the crowd.

When Murong Jie pulled him back, he turned around and saw Murong Jie. He was completely stunned, "Prince...Prince?"

"Xiaodao, why are you here?" Murong Jie asked.

Boss Dao quickly put down the sack and said in a low voice, "I'm looking for the princess."

Murong Jie's heart was pounding, "The princess is here?"

Boss Dao shook his head, "I'm not sure, but I've seen a little girl who looks exactly like the princess."

"Where is it?" Murong Jie was immediately overjoyed. He got a clue before he even started looking. This was really great.

Boss Dao looked dejected. “I don’t know, but he was in Bei’an County. I only saw him from a distance at that time and thought he looked very similar. But when I ran down, he was gone.”

Murong Jie was not disappointed. The fact that two people were seen in a row proved that Zi'an was indeed here. Although it was just a similar baby girl, if she was about two years old, it would fit the bill.

Murong Jie's heart was still beating wildly. He had a daughter. Zi'an gave birth to a daughter for him.

"Let's look for it together. Where do you live now?" Murong Jie asked.

Dao Lao Da said quickly: "I live in the Dragon King Temple. It's a good place. Sometimes people pay tribute to me, and I can even save money for food."

“Is there a Dragon King Temple here too?” This Northern Desert… There aren’t many places in Daqin that are close to the sea or the river. Generally, only places that rely on water for their livelihood will have Dragon King Temples.

As for the large number of them in the Great Zhou, it is because of the legend that the Regent King Qingtian is said to be the reincarnation of a fire dragon, that is why there are so many Dragon King Temples.

"Yes, it's not far away. I'll take you there after I deliver the goods." said Boss Dao.

Murong Jie wanted to follow Boss Dao because he was not familiar with Bei'an.

After Boss Dao delivered the goods, he followed him to the Dragon King Temple.

The layout of this Dragon King Temple is indeed the same as that of the Great Zhou, but this Dragon King is a little different. He looks more like a heroic general, and his features also resemble those of a member of the Murong family.

Murong Jie looked at the statue of the Dragon King and felt that it was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Boss Dao took him into the backyard of the Dragon King Temple, and sure enough, there was a small room with a bed built inside and some daily necessities, and it was very messy.

"Do you live on the tributes that the people offer to the Dragon King?" Murong Jie asked.

"Not entirely. There are more tributes on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month, and less on weekdays. However, the tributes on the first and fifteenth days can last for half a month. I can also earn some money by working outside, such as delivering goods today, so I can always make a living."

Murong Jie knew that Boss Dao couldn't live without food. In his opinion, eating was more important than anything else. But now, in order to find Zi'an, he had to compromise even on food.

He was a little touched, "You are very good to Zi'an. If she knew, she would be very touched."

Boss Dao said, "If something happens to the princess, it's my responsibility to go find her."

Responsibility are the two words Zi'an said to him most when he went to Miaojiang.

He didn't understand anything, but he knew his responsibility, which was to protect the princess. That was his responsibility.

Even if he runs himself dry, he will still look for it.

Murong Jie sat on the only small stool in the room, which was made by Boss Dao himself.

Dao Laodao said: "Your Majesty, you cannot live here with your status. Go out and find an inn. I have money."

"No need. I'll stay here with you." Murong Jie had slept in many places in the past two days, in mountains, high hills, dilapidated temples, and houses. As long as it was a flat place, he would sleep when he felt tired.

When he lost her, he felt how ridiculous it was for those people to spend their whole lives seeking wealth and fame or fighting for military and political power. The best people are the ones around you.

If he could find Zi'an, he would have nothing else to ask for in his life.

"Your Highness, you want to sleep here?" Boss Dao looked at him in surprise.

He is a prince.

Murong Jie glanced at him, "Why? Do you dislike me?"

Dao Lao Da said quickly: "How dare I despise you? I'm just afraid of giving in to you."

Murong Jie looked at his honest face, was silent for a moment, and said: "Xiaodao, thank you for not giving up."

(End of this chapter)