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Dugu Hao had never had experience in charming women, and being in a high position, no one had dared to show him a bad face since he ascended the throne.
In short, after several meals together, there would inevitably be times when they parted unhappily.
This time was no different, and Liu Qingxi felt like a bird with broken wings, trapped in this unknown place.
However, the initial sadness had turned into indifference, leading her to seek ways to save herself.
No matter what, her family was outside, and her true love was in this life; she could not just sit and wait for death.
After Dugu Hao left, she tidied up casually and observed the scene outside while digesting in the courtyard.
Though she could not leave the courtyard, she could see a little bit of space outside through the main gate.
In front of the gate was a quiet path paved with blue stones. On the other side of the path stood tall and lush Cypress trees, behind which lay a dense bamboo forest.
At the edge of her view were several precious flowers competing to bloom beautifully.
From this, it could be inferred that the place where she resided was not an independent courtyard but rather a courtyard within a Great Mansion.
But why did he not allow her to go out? Was there some special secret that could not be discovered?
Regardless, Liu Qingxi did not dwell on that aspect of reality.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed, and Liu Qingxi remained silent and unheard.
In a large corner of the capital, Yang Yichen dug three feet into the ground but found no trace at all.
It was as if she had vanished from this world; no matter how hard he tried, there were no clues.
After the initial panic, Yang Yichen regained his composure. Indeed, at times like this, he could not afford to lose his footing.
Liu Qingxi was still waiting for him to rescue her elsewhere.
He searched every corner of the capital again, recalling the surveillance over the past few days and the fact that no one had noticed Liu Qingxi's absence. This meant she was still in the capital, but where exactly?
He had no way of knowing and felt lost and helpless.
The root cause of all this turmoil lay with those from the Northern Wu Kingdom. All the pent-up rage within him was directed toward them.
In a dark room, several individuals had their wounds treated after bleeding out, only to be injured again. After being hurt, they would call for a doctor to stop the bleeding, creating a vicious cycle that prevented them from dying while ensuring they never found relief.
This endless suffering was more agonizing than a swift death.
Struggling to open their eyes, caked with dried blood, they caught glimpses of light filtering through a dark door, igniting a desperate yearning for even a sliver of warmth.
They had thought that such torment would eventually fade away; however, reality proved them wrong.
As long as Liu Qingxi remained unfound, these culprits behind her disappearance would not find peace.
They had already revealed everything they could.
But who would have thought that such confessions would not lead to better conditions or reduced suffering? Instead, it only brought more pain.
At this moment, Yang Yichen's heart felt as cold as an Arctic glacier. While he worried about Liu Qingxi, the most painful realization was that all of this stemmed from him.
Because he was the Master of the Inorganic Sect, his talent for weapon design had been discovered by others, leading to their desire to seize it.
Unable to take action against him, they naturally turned to those around him, and Liu Qingxi became the scapegoat.
Unfortunately, Liu Qingxi did not become their hostage. At that moment, Yang Yichen even hoped she would be captured by these people; at least they would have demands, and he would have news of her.
However, after such a long time, the other party showed no signs of action. What worried him more was those who had no demands.
The situation fell into a stalemate once again, except for one place in the capital.
Yang Yichen made up his mind that no matter where it was, he would not give up.
The couple was both working towards a common goal.
Later on, Liu Qingxi's attitude changed somewhat, which greatly pleased Dugu Hao.
Even when Liu Qingxi expressed a desire to go out for a walk, he did not immediately dismiss her as he had before.
Instead, he thought it over slightly; he neither agreed nor disagreed. Until the afternoon, a cheerful maid rushed over: " Miss Liu, the master said you can go out for a stroll this afternoon."
"Really? That's wonderful!" Liu Qingxi exclaimed as she stood up excitedly.
Having been in this courtyard for over ten days, she felt stifled even without being ill; moreover, her mood had been suppressed.
She didn't care about changing clothes or putting on makeup; nothing could make her happier than this.
Although later on, the places she could go were not far, limited to the surroundings of this courtyard.
Once she stepped outside, she realized just how vast it was; it stretched endlessly before her eyes, making it impossible to gauge its true size.
There was no way to escape; there were people watching all around. After several attempts to get out, Liu Qingxi realized that Dugu Hao had already taken precautions.
When Dugu Hao came again, she suppressed her displeasure and managed to show a bit of a good attitude.
Under the eaves, one must bow their head. The result of giving Dugu Hao a good attitude was that she could gain a little more freedom.
The key was that Liu Qingxi could not figure out what Dugu Hao really wanted. He did not overstep any boundaries; at most, they would have meals together.
Occasionally, her own frustrations would arise, but in terms of food and clothing, everything was as luxurious as possible.
For ordinary people, this might be a lifetime dream come true.
But Liu Qingxi was different; she valued her independence and longed for a life of freedom without constraints.
After marrying Yang Yichen, they did not interfere too much in each other's lives and could still do things in the way they wanted.
So now, she undoubtedly felt like a Golden Magpie trapped in a cage. What meaning did life hold?
With Yang Yichen unable to come in, she could only strive on her own. After many days of silence, Dugu Hao was delighted to find that Liu Qingxi was no longer as indifferent as before.
There was finally a little response to his frustrations or topics, even if it was just a tiny bit.
As a result, Dugu Hao's speed in reviewing the Memorial increased significantly.
Outside the palace, the Yang Family and Liu Family were in chaos. Liu Qingxi's absence went unnoticed at first.
However, after such a long time with no news, naturally, some people began to hear rumors. The news of her disappearance quickly spread among the workers.
"What should we do? Madam Yang is not here, how can we proceed?"
Liu Laosi immediately stood up, filled with anger: "What nonsense is this? With Qingxi gone, we need to work even harder to not let her worry. These tasks are familiar to us; even if she is not here, we must do well."
"That's easy for you to say, but how do we know if what we're building is right?" With hundreds of people, how could everyone think the same way? There would always be voices of doubt.
Liu Laosi was furious: "What are you all thinking? Do you really believe that Qingxi won't come back? Let me tell you, she will definitely return."
"If anyone doesn't want to work anymore, just get lost early. Don't stir up trouble here and spread rumors." Originally, Liu Qingxi's disappearance had left their whole family anxious.
Now with a few more adding fuel to the fire, Liu Laosi's anger surged, not giving anyone a chance to argue. If they wanted to leave, they could go; he wouldn't hold anyone back.
It was just a few complaints, but Liu Laosi reacted so strongly.
A few people quickly went back to their tasks, feeling dejected.
Such a good job; if they lost it, where would they find another? He would be so anxious he might cry.
"Liu Si, please don't worry. Madam Yang will definitely be fine. A person as good as her will surely return safely."
Led by Zhou, several women prayed sincerely, comforting Liu Laosi while also reassuring themselves.
"Yes, yes! We're waiting for her to come back and take charge. And on our way home these past few days, we've been keeping an eye out for anything unusual. With so many of us mobilized, we will definitely find some news."
"If it comes down to it, we'll all go look together." Zhou patted her chest, eager to drop everything and join the search team.
Unfortunately, their strength was limited; the people sent out by Yang Yichen numbered far more than just a few hundred.
Apart from a few skilled martial artists around, there were also Inorganic Gate individuals hidden among the crowd, completely unnoticeable.
The autumn chill was biting, and the night was as cold as water. The chaotic situation of the Yang Family showed no signs of improvement.
Everyone was praying for Liu Qingxi, hoping for her safety and wishing for her swift return home.
In the newlywed home of Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen, the bright red decorations from their wedding had not yet been taken down. The room, dominated by red, felt warm yet desolate, lacking the presence of one person, making it feel so empty.
Suddenly, a black figure flashed out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When it reappeared, it was in the most remote corner of the palace, the Cold Palace.
Here, everywhere were women tormented by their spirits, either broken or driven mad.
As it landed, a wailing sound suddenly erupted from the Cold Palace, seeping through the pitch-black darkness, sending chills down one's spine.
Yang Yichen dismissed distracting thoughts and glanced casually before swiftly exiting.
It was precisely because this place was the Cold Palace, which was not heavily guarded on ordinary days, that he could take advantage of the changing of patrol guards to sneak in quietly.
Upon leaving the Cold Palace, he held his breath and chose the most secluded path.
However, the palace was vast, with countless areas in just the rear palace's Palace Garden alone.
Moments later, in a strange and desolate corner, a person dressed in deep blue eunuch robes stood before Yang Yichen: "Master, there were no abnormalities found regarding your instructions."
"Good. You may leave. Continue investigating at all costs."
It turned out that this was a spy arranged by Yang Yichen in the palace, but their status was not high enough to access the core.
As a result, they had not discovered Dugu Hao's abnormalities, nor had they found any trace of Liu Qingxi.
In the vast palace, Yang Yichen checked one by one, not knowing how much time it consumed.
The entire night passed, starting from the outermost areas and pushing inward, but he found no news of Liu Qingxi.
A night without results, yet he did not give up.
Little did he know that at some moment during the night, the two were very close to each other in space, just a tiny bit away from encountering one another.
In the morning, Yang Yichen attended court on time and fulfilled his duties at the Ministry of Works, but his heart had long drifted to an unknown corner with Liu Qingxi.
In just a short period, he had lost a significant amount of weight; without her presence, he could not eat or drink.
Dugu Hao observed everything about Yang Yichen. Whenever he felt a twinge of guilt, the warmth he craved made his heart gradually tilt.
Although the stolen moments of happiness were not entirely legitimate, for Dugu Hao, they were the happiest days in over twenty years.
He had thought more than once about using his power to make Liu Qingxi an accomplice or employing other dark methods. However, every time he faced her face, all those underhanded tactics were suppressed.
He couldn't bring himself to do it!
There are indeed people who live in the sunlight and unconsciously bring those around them into the light as well, as if wherever they go, they are a warm source of light.
They are not like those cold puppets among the noble ladies in the capital.
As there was still no news from Liu Qingxi, Yang Yichen became numb, mechanically attending court during the day. Only at night did he truly become himself.
He would change out of his white official robes and don a black outfit, wandering the streets of the capital and traversing every corner of the palace.
In the palace, in the secluded hall where Liu Qingxi resided, something felt off today. For some reason, Liu Qingxi's heart raced, thumping loudly, making her restless and uneasy, as if something was missing inside her.
"Miss, it's getting late. You should rest soon!" The maid urged Liu Qingxi for the third time to take a break.
"You don't need to worry about me; I'm not tired!" She felt that going back to sleep would leave her feeling incomplete.
At this moment, her anxiety and physical weakness were even stronger than when she first woke up.
"But Miss, if you don't sleep now, it will be midnight. The master will blame us for not taking good care of you." If things went wrong, their heads could be on the line.
Now, Liu Qingxi was the one who held their lives in her hands.
Liu Qingxi sighed lightly: "I have a family and a husband. I don't know what your master thinks." It was impossible; why not let herself go?
Wouldn't that make things easier for everyone?
Uh~~~~~~ The maid was left speechless; she simply couldn't communicate with Liu Qingxi about this issue.
Moreover, this was not something she could control on her own.
The key issue was that as long as Liu Qingxi was well-fed and taken care of, they would be fine too.
"Miss, you should go to bed early!"
Liu Qingxi felt helpless; no matter how unhappy she was, she wouldn't vent her frustrations on the two of them.
After all, they were all pitiful people. Why should women make things difficult for other women?
Moreover, none of this was the maid's fault; she was merely following her master's orders.
"Alright, you go rest. I'm going to sleep!" If she didn't get some rest soon, she would be nagged to death.
As soon as she lay down on the bed, her heart began to race violently, as if it were about to leap out of her throat.
Nearby this palace stood another palace with a similar structure but much larger.
A shadow cautiously moved above, and faint yellow light emanated from within the palace. The figure in black carefully lifted a tile from the roof and peered inside.
There lay a woman in a White Robe, lazily sprawled on the bed, striking various poses.
In an instant, he withdrew.
It wasn't Liu Qingxi. Then, at the next palace...
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