Shocking Mountain Moon

Chapter 26 Prey
Fangzhou had known this day would come.

No one is closer and more familiar with the girl than her.

Every time the girl left Lengxiangju at night and returned at an unknown time, she was the one who covered for the girl.

No matter how slow she was, she knew that a girl couldn't go shopping when she went out at night.

So what to do?

She had guessed the answer long ago.

All she could do was listen to the girl and do what she was told, even at the risk of her life.

She also wanted to avenge Uncle Chen, who treated her like a daughter.

"Girl, what can I do?" Fangzhou asked, holding Qiuheng's hand.

She held on so tightly that it hurt Qiu Heng's hand.

"Listen to me, if I don't come back today, you will take Qingluo to Dafu Temple to burn incense tomorrow morning. On the way to Dafu Temple..."

Qiu Heng explained in detail and Fangzhou nodded from time to time.

"Do you remember everything?"

"take note of it."

"Then I'm leaving."

"Girl——" Fangzhou couldn't help but shout, his eyes red.

She wanted to tell Qiu Heng that she must come back, but she was afraid of putting pressure on Qiu Heng.

Qiu Heng squeezed Fang Zhou's hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I still have a lot of things to do."

"Let's do it together."

Fangzhou cried silently only after Qiuheng left.

Picking Duruo flowers from the fragrant island.

When the girl gave her the name, she said it was a line from a new poem she had learned, and Du Ruo was Du Heng.

From now on, Ah-Heng and Fangzhou will always be together.

Traveling with prostitutes is something that scholars and romantic dandies are keen on. The Daishan Mountains outside the West City are flat and broad, with large areas of roses and azaleas in full bloom, making it a good place to visit during this season.

Han Ziheng did not suffer at all in prison, but it was a huge pain and injustice for him. He wanted to get rid of the bad luck and vent, so he made an appointment with three or five good friends to go to Daishan to relax.

Servants, guards, prostitutes, and pretty maids, set up tents and tables, and the huge group of people took up quite a lot of space.

"Ziheng used to bring Hanfang with him, has he changed someone else?" A man holding a wine glass glanced at the beauty leaning against Han Ziheng.

Han Ziheng smiled and pinched the beauty's face: "It's so boring to always have the same one. It's better to have new people, right?"

"It's true."

A group of people laughed.

Zhilan let Han Ziheng pinch her face and touch her waist, and when she saw that his wine glass was empty, she silently refilled it with wine.

She remembered the words on the paper crane clearly. She didn't need to do anything else but let Han Ziheng drink as much as possible.

Could it be that the person who folded the paper crane is among these people, and wanted to get Han Ziheng drunk and find an opportunity to take action?
Zhilan looked at them one by one calmly, but always felt that they were not like that.

Or among the tourists who come to play?
Occasionally, there were tourists walking by not far away. Zhilan couldn't help but look at them, but she felt it was impossible.

Although Han Ziheng and his companions seemed relaxed and casual, the servants and guards who followed them were actually standing in a circle, preventing anyone from getting close.

Zhilan was guessing all sorts of things in her mind, but she showed no sign of unusual behavior as she diligently poured one glass of wine after another.

Before he knew it, Han Ziheng had drunk a lot more than others.

After drinking a bellyful of wine, he stood up and said, "You guys drink, I'm going to go to the bathroom."

A few people didn't care and said casually: "Come back early."

Han Ziheng walked towards the area with dense bushes, and a guard followed him silently.

After choosing a place, Han Ziheng waved to the guards: "Just wait here."

The guard stopped.

Han Ziheng walked behind the bushes and reached out to unbuckle his belt.

When he released the water, he could hear laughter and birds were startled by his noise and flew away to tall trees or the sky.

Han Ziheng fastened his belt and was about to turn around when a hand covered his mouth and nose from behind. Everything happened so suddenly, and the handkerchief covering his mouth and nose had a strange smell. Han Ziheng didn't even have a chance to shout before his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

The guard waited for a while but didn't see Han Ziheng coming out, so he called out tentatively: "Young Master——"

No one responded.

The guard's eyes tightened and he immediately strode over.

There was no one behind the bushes, only a puddle of water on the ground, proving that Han Ziheng had indeed been here before.

"Something happened to the young master!" the guard shouted.

The guards of the Han Mansion rushed over when they heard the shouting.

"Where's the young master?"

The guard pointed and said, "Young Master is going to the bathroom here and hasn't come out for a while. I was worried so I called out but there was no response. I came over and saw that Young Master was gone..."

"Go find it quickly!"

At this time, several of Han Ziheng's friends also came over. When they heard that Han Ziheng was missing, they hurriedly ordered the servants to go look for him.

"How come it disappeared?"

"Did you encounter criminals?"

"But Brother Han just took a moment to relieve himself, and with the guards following him, the criminals succeeded?"

The more they talked, the more confused they became.

No one paid any attention to the several female prostitutes who were brought with them. Zhilan stood among them, with her hands hidden in her sleeves, clenching her palms tightly to control her rapid heartbeat.

Han Ziheng is missing!

The owner of the paper crane must have taken him away!

This means that the owner of the paper crane has been hiding somewhere here, patiently waiting for the opportunity for Han Ziheng to be alone.

No wonder she asked Han Ziheng to drink more wine, he was so bold and smart.

In Zhilan's mind, the owner of the paper crane is a mysterious man who is smart, calm, and skilled in martial arts. She even intuitively feels that he must be very young.

She will keep this secret to herself forever.

While everyone was divided into several teams searching around, a figure quietly climbed up a big tree not far from the bushes and lay dormant.

About an hour later, the people who were looking for someone came back one after another, all with grim expressions on their faces.

"No, we must report the young master's disappearance to the master!"

Originally, the group of people still had the illusion that they could find Han Ziheng in time. But the mountain is so big, and there are other mountains outside Daishan. It would be even more difficult if they delayed any further.

Send two people back to the city to report the news, and the rest continue searching.

A few playboys were used to a life of luxury and could not bear to walk around the mountain to find someone, but they could not leave either, so they sent someone home to pass on the message.

When Han Wu, the commander-in-chief of the palace, received the news that his son had gone missing while playing, he immediately led a group of imperial guards out of the city and headed straight for Daishan.

"Marshal Han is here!" Someone who was waiting there shouted.

Soon Han Wu and his men came closer, glanced at everyone with a sharp look, and asked, "What's going on?"

A playboy said, "Let's drink together. Ziheng needs to go to the bathroom..."

"Where are the guards who went with Ziheng?" Han Wu asked sternly.

Another playboy said anxiously, "I went to look for Brother Ziheng, but he hasn't come back yet..."

"Where did Ziheng go to the bathroom?"

Everyone already knew where Han Ziheng went to the bathroom, and they immediately led Han Wu there.

After passing the dense bushes, the water stain on the ground had almost dried up, but the exact location was still clearly remembered by everyone.

"General, this is it."

Han Wu subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to see if there were any other traces left.

Not far away, on a big tree with lush branches and leaves, a person was being supported steadily by its thick branches.

The man bent his bow and drew his arrow, and just as Han Wu stepped forward, he released the bowstring.

The real prey she had been waiting for finally appeared.

(End of this chapter)