880: Chapter 882: Practicing Calligraphy (1) 880: Chapter 882: Practicing Calligraphy (1) Daybreak arrived, and the busiest street in the Capital, Mao’er Alley, ca to life.
The shops along the street gradually opened their doors, and shopkeepers greeted each other, asking how they had been.
Another day had begun!
At this ti, a young man and woman of outstanding appearance approached from the distance and walked straight into Bafu Restaurant.
The female shopkeeper inside was tidying up the counter, preparing for a new day’s work, when she suddenly spotted the return of the Second Miss.
She approached her excitedly in a few quick steps and whispered with a suppressed voice, “Second Miss, you’re finally back.
There’s been trouble at ho…”
Upon hearing the words “there’s been trouble,” Cai Wei’s heart skipped a beat, fearing that Jin Guifei had made her move ahead of ti, and her heart was in her throat.
“What happened?”
Zhao Yun’s eyes reddened as she lowered her head, “It’s Second Sister, she, she’s been kidnapped…”
Nangong Yi’s lips ford a straight line, and a chill enveloped his deanor in an instant.
He asked with a cold voice, hands behind his back, “Who did it?
Where were the people supposed to protect her?”
“We don’t know who did it.
Miss Huan Qiu, who is usually by her side, has disappeared as well, alive or dead, we don’t know.” Zhao Yun bowed her head and answered truthfully.
There was a severe chill about this man that made Huan Qiu feel slightly intimidated.
Though he had never shown a ferocious or frightening expression, she sensed a lethal killing aura from him — the sort that truly controls the fate of others.
Nangong Yi turned to Cai Wei, trying to reassure her, “Don’t panic, I’ll send people out to search for her right away.
I believe we’ll find her soon.”
After speaking, he turned to leave but was grabbed by Cai Wei.
“Wait.”
She said in a low voice, “We returned secretly this ti.
It’s best to keep a low profile.
I already have a plan for Fei’er’s matter, so please don’t bother.”
Nangong Yi raised an eyebrow, “Are you sure?”
“Mm.”
Cai Wei nodded subtly, full of confidence, and secretly released one of her Divine Beasts.
…*…*…
These days, Mu Zhongqing’s family had been living in agony.
Fei’er’s kidnapping had hit the family hard.
Lady Du had been crying daily and soon fell ill; Wen’er and Wu’er had beco much quieter, their tearful eyes constantly watching the door, hoping for Second Sister’s sudden return; Mu Zhongqing’s mouth had developed a series of burn blisters from anxiety, running back and forth between Ying Tianfu and Cao Jin’s residence every day without any news.
If not for the thought that Fei’er was waiting for him to rescue her, he might not have been able to hold on.
In the past, Mu Zhongqing would always arrive at the restaurant early when the doors opened, managing it attentively.
But since Fei’er’s disappearance, he would co to the restaurant dispiritedly only after running through Ying Tianfu and Cao Jin’s hos.
If there was nothing amiss at the restaurant, he would go straight ho to be with his pregnant wife, to comfort her, encourage her, and face the pain of their daughter’s loss together.
Today, when he arrived at the restaurant with a somber expression, he unexpectedly saw his eldest daughter who had been absent for many days, as well as her master, Young Master Nangong.
Seeing them brightened his gloomy heart.
His daughter’s master was mysterious and unpredictable, and possibly they could help them.
“Wei’er, you’re finally back…”
Upon seeing his daughter, Mu Zhongqing barely started speaking when his nose tingled, and he almost shed tears.
Because his daughter’s master was present, he held back the sorrow in his heart and said, “There’s been an incident at ho, Fei’er she…”
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