The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 138 Plum Blossom Darts

Xiao Huan was half asleep when she reached out to touch Yuan Yuan next to her, wanting to see if the little one had wet the bed, but her hand found nothing.

She jolted awake, all her drowsiness vanishing.

I turned on the light and searched every nook and cranny of the cubicle, even opening and checking each box, but I couldn't find the soft, fluffy little ball.

The door was closed, but Yuanyuan was nowhere to be seen.

In an instant, thoughts of snatching, stealing, and selling the child flooded her mind, frightening Xiao Huan so much that her face turned pale. She hurriedly put on her clothes and went out to look for the child.

Lu Chengjing was doing rehabilitation exercises for his right hand when he heard the noise. He thought Shang Wan had returned, so he opened the door to go out and see.

Seeing Xiao Huan's panicked expression, he frowned slightly. "What's wrong?"

"Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan is missing!" Xiaohuan cried out in distress, her eyes filled with tears. She searched all the boxes where Yuanyuan liked to hide, but couldn't find her.

"The door was closed, and Yuanyuan was gone when I woke up."

"Don't worry, Yuanyuan shouldn't run away," Lu Chengjing said. "I'll go check on Shi Tou, you go look for the wolf den."

"Yes, and there's a wolf's den." Xiao Huan opened the door and rushed out.

Lu Chengjing also walked quickly to the cubicle where Shi Tou was sleeping. He glanced around and saw that the door was closed.

His heart sank, but he still raised his hand to knock on the door with a glimmer of hope.

Shi Tou was startled awake by the knocking. He rubbed his eyes, got up, and opened the door. "Who is it—brother-in-law? Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Lu Chengjing didn't have time to say more. His gaze swept across the dimly lit cubicle, and he asked, "Is Yuanyuan inside?"

"Yuanyuan?" Shi Tou's mind was still a little foggy from just waking up. "Doesn't Yuanyuan sleep with Xiao Huan?"

You shouldn't come here to find Yuanyuan.

Lu Chengjing said in a deep voice, "Yuanyuan is missing."

"Oh, gone..." Stone nodded, then froze, his eyes widening instantly, and exclaimed, "Gone?!"

Lu Chengjing nodded. "Light the candles and see if Yuanyuan is inside."

Stone immediately complied.

His cubicle was sparsely furnished, and the interior was clearly visible when lit by candlelight.

Yuanyuan isn't here.

"Brother-in-law, Yuanyuan isn't in the wolf den, and neither is Xiaohui." Xiaohuan ran in, her voice trembling with anxiety.

She not only checked the wolf den, but also the inside of cow and sheep bellies.

Lu Chengjing closed his eyes tightly, comforting the two of them and thinking quickly about where Yuanyuan should go.

First, we can rule out the possibility that Yuanyuan was kidnapped.

The cubicle has no windows, only ventilation holes. If an uninvited guest were to come in and kidnap Yuanyuan, they would have to go through the door.

The wooden door makes a sound when opened from the outside, but not when opened from the inside.

He was awake the whole time, and if someone had really come in from outside, there was no way he wouldn't have heard a sound.

Therefore, Yuanyuan must have left on her own.

As for the method, the little guy insisted on sleeping in the shed with Little Grey tonight, probably riding Little Grey around.

The time of departure should have been after the wife went into the mountains, otherwise she would definitely have caught him.

Thinking this way, Lu Chengjing's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but then he thought of the assassins who might be lurking around, and his relaxed nerves immediately tightened again.

What if Yuanyuan runs into that group of assassins...

He dared not think any further, let out a heavy breath, and said to the two of them, "Let's go to the field first. Yuanyuan might have gone to see that owl."

The owl, which flew in a few days ago, is something Yuanyuan really likes.

The three of them tidied up, and just as they picked up the lanterns and stepped out the door, they ran into Shang Wan, who was returning home.

She asked in confusion, "Where are you going so late at night?"

Seeing the little one curled up asleep in her arms, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief. "Sister, where did you find Yuanyuan?" Xiaohuan rushed forward and picked up Yuanyuan, examining her anxiously.

"In the mountains," Shang Wan said. "She ran into the mountains to look for me. Don't worry, she's not hurt."

Xiao Huan pinched her round, rosy cheeks helplessly; she had almost been scared to death just now.

Shang Wan said, "It's the middle of the night, everyone go to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Stone yawned. "Then I'm going to sleep."

Xiao Huan also carried Yuan Yuan back to the cubicle.

Lu Chengjing didn't move, standing at the door waiting for Shang Wan.

He had just caught a faint smell of blood on Shang Wan.

After washing up briefly with the still-warm water from the stove, Shang Wan led her fox back to their compartment.

The candlelight flickered, and the shadows swayed.

Lu Chengjing sat beside Shang Wan, using his fingers as a comb, starting from her scalp, gently and slowly untangling the strands of hair at the back of Shang Wan's head that had been knotted by the wind.

Shang Wan comfortably squinted her eyes.

Lu Chengjing asked gently, "Did you run into those assassins?"

"Yeah, there were six. It was all by accident," Shang Wan said. "We just took care of them when we came across them."

"Can you get any information out of me?"

“They were all very stubborn,” Shang Wan said. “I deliberately left two alive, intending to interrogate them, but they had hidden poison in their teeth. Before I could ask them anything, they committed suicide by poisoning themselves.”

His tone was full of regret; he should have at least given some useful information before he died.

Lu Chengjing: "Where's the body?"

“Bury it,” Shang Wan said. “I originally planned to burn it, but burning it would produce a lot of smoke and take a long time, so burying it directly is faster.”

Lu Chengjing took the wooden comb and gently stroked his hair.

Shang Wan turned her head to look at him, "I searched their bodies but didn't find anything distinctive. However, I brought their weapons back."

She waved her hand in front of her, and a flash of white light appeared. Instantly, five daggers, two triangular daggers, three longswords, and a pile of plum blossom darts appeared on the ground.

Lu Chengjing picked them up one by one and examined them. Apart from the plum blossom darts, the other weapons had no patterns at all; they were so ordinary that any blacksmith shop could make them.

"Look here, doesn't it look like a bat?" Shang Wan pointed to the pattern on the corner of the plum blossom dart and asked Lu Chengjing to take a closer look.

Lu Chengjing leaned closer to look for a moment, then nodded, "It does look like it."

Shang Wan took out the jade pendant that Chu Xu had given her and pointed to the two bats below the character "Chu". "They're both bats. There probably aren't many families that use bats as their emblem, right?"

Lu Chengjing frowned. "You mean these assassins were sent by the Duke of Dingguo's mansion?"

Shang Wan shrugged. "Who knows? If the assassin really was sent by the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, this would be even more troublesome."

Lu Chengjing lowered his eyes in thought, a shallow crease appearing between his brows, but he didn't stop combing Shang Wan's hair.

Shang Wan put all the weapons into her spatial storage, tilted her head and looked at him carefully. She had to admit, his face was handsome no matter when she looked at him.

How could someone look so much like her?

She reached out and touched Lu Chengjing's brow, smoothing out the wrinkle, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid of getting wrinkles now?"

Lu Chengjing: "..."

He put down the comb, smoothed his smooth black hair, and said softly, "Give the dart to Chu Xu tomorrow and see how he reacts."

Shangwan also has this plan.

She yawned and reached out to hug the slender waist of the person beside her. "I'm sleepy, let's go to sleep."

Lu Chengjing hummed in agreement, blew out the two candles, lay down with the person in his arms, and pulled the thin blanket over them.

Shang Wan snuggled closer to him with her eyes closed. The familiar scent of ink, with a hint of pine resin, filled her nostrils, and sleepiness gradually crept in.

(End of this chapter)