OBS Chapter 1168 Do you know that I have been looking for you all night?
Chapter 1168 Do you know that I have been looking for you all night?
Shen Zhinian's nerves, which had been tense all night, finally relaxed the moment he stepped into this safe space.
The pain in my shoulders and back also spread clearly.
"Miss!"
Two cries filled with tears rang out almost at the same time.
Lotus and water lily flew over like two frightened birds, regardless of anything.
Handan knelt down in front of Shen Zhinian, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string: "You're finally back! You scared me to death! Woo woo..."
"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Although Fuqiu's eyes were red, she was calmer and suppressed her sobs. She helped Shen Zhinian walk to the couch and looked at her carefully, "Your Majesty, please sit down."
"Fortunately... Fortunately, you are okay..."
The trembling in her voice revealed the fear in her heart.
Shen Zhinian let Handan and Fuqiu help her sit down.
Looking at the two faces in front of her, covered in dust and filled with worry and fear, a warm feeling surged in her heart.
Shen Zhinian gently patted the back of Handan's hand, then shook his head at Fuqiu: "I'm fine, just a few scrapes, superficial injuries."
Handan sobbed and wiped her face with her sleeve.
Fuqiu had already turned around to get the warm water, medicine and clean towels that she had prepared.
Shen Zhinian's eyes habitually swept around the tent.
In the chaos, because she had left, her tent was not destroyed.
The furnishings inside were familiar, but missing was the figure who was always smart and ready to be dispatched at any time.
Shen Zhinian's heart sank without warning. His eyes fell on Fuqiu, who was twisting a hot handkerchief. His voice became more serious: "Where's Xiao Mingzi?"
Fuqiu paused for a moment, looked up at Shen Zhinian, a trace of worry flashing across her eyes.
Handan's crying stopped instantly, replaced by deeper panic and sadness.
She sniffed and replied hastily with a heavy nasal tone: "Madam... Xiao Mingzi... Xiao Mingzi... he... hasn't come back yet!"
"Last night was such a mess, with swords and sabers flashing everywhere. This servant, Fuqiu, and Xiao Mingzi, obeyed the Empress' orders and fled in all directions."
"When the situation has settled down, I'll go back and look for Xiao Mingzi, but... I won't be able to find him anymore!"
"I have already asked the Imperial Guards for help. They are searching the camp and the forest where the incident happened last night."
"Don't worry, Madam. Xiao Ming is smart. Good luck will come to those who are lucky. Everything will be fine!"
If he were an ordinary eunuch, he would naturally not receive such treatment.
But the imperial guards also understood that Xiao Mingzi was the confidant of Concubine Chen, so they naturally did not dare to ignore him.
Shen Zhinian listened in silence.
Xiao Mingzi always finds out all kinds of news, keeping his eyes and ears open.
Ever since she entered the palace, he, being clever and loyal, had been quietly helping her keep an eye on the wind and passing on messages in the deep palace.
Xiao Mingzi may not be the best in martial arts, nor the most stable, but Shen Zhinian has long been accustomed to his sincerity and cleverness.
Last night was so chaotic and dangerous, with swords flashing and shouts of killing shaking the sky.
Even she and Gu Jinxiao had experienced life and death several times, and Xiao Mingzi was a eunuch who had no martial arts skills...
Shen Zhinian didn't want to think of the worst, but he was still a little worried.
Fuqiu gently applied the warm, wet handkerchief to the abrasions on her shoulders and back, her movements gentle and decisive.
She raised her eyes and saw Shen Zhinian's silent profile and slightly pursed lips, and comforted her: "Please be at ease, Your Majesty."
"Handan is right. Xiao Mingzi has always been alert. Perhaps he just hid himself in panic. The Imperial Guards have enough manpower and will definitely find him."
Shen Zhinian closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the surging emotions in his eyes had been forcibly suppressed, and he returned to his usual calmness.
She nodded slightly: "I hope so."
The tent fell silent for a moment, with only the subtle sounds of Fuqiu treating the wound and Handan's suppressed sobs.
The powder sprinkled on the wound caused a slight sting, but Shen Zhinian seemed unaware of it.
The heavy sound of horse hooves came from afar like thunder, and suddenly stopped at the edge of the camp.
This was followed by the neighing of horses and the clanging of armor falling to the ground.
The brocade curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted open by a brutal force, bringing in the smell of dust.
Before Shen Zhinian could even turn around completely, a dark figure, covered in the scent of dust, sweat, and ambergris, rushed in.
The next second, she was tightly embraced by a pair of strong and powerful arms in a hot embrace!
The force was so great that it even caused a stinging pain in the scrapes on Shen Zhinian's shoulders and back.
"Near!"
Nangong Xuanyu's voice was extremely hoarse, and with a violent gasp as if he had survived a disaster, he sprayed hot water into her ears: "You scared me to death!"
He hugged Shen Zhinian so tightly, as if he wanted to crush her into pieces and embed her into his own bones and blood before he could feel at ease.
The emperor's hard exterior cracked at this moment, revealing the soft core underneath that had never been shown to the public.
His tall body was even trembling slightly, his chin resting heavily on the top of her head, and his hot breath brushed against the side of her neck.
Before Handan and Fuqiu could be surprised by the emperor's sudden intrusion, they were so frightened by the possessive hug in front of them that they lowered their heads instantly and even held their breath.
The two of them glanced at each other quickly, and saw the same shock and understanding in each other's eyes.
Then he bowed silently, and like two shadows, he quickly left the tent and gently lowered the heavy brocade curtain.
This piece of heaven and earth was left to the emperor and his concubine who were embracing each other.
The only sounds left in the tent were the two people's rapid heartbeats and Nangong Xuanyu's suppressed breathing.
"Niannian, do you know that I've been looking for you all night!"
He still held Shen Zhinian tightly, his voice muffled, almost aggrieved, accusatory tone completely different from his usual dignity: "The dense forest is so dark that you can't see your fingers. I wish I could turn every inch of it over!"
"I'm afraid... I'm afraid that I'll never again..."
The emperor swallowed the rest of his words, but he tightened his arms even more, with a huge panic of having lost and regained something.
This rare and unconcealed expression of true feelings caused ripples in Shen Zhinian's calm heart.
She could clearly feel the lingering chill from the emperor and see the dirt and grass on his robes.
And the worry surging beneath his pounding heartbeat.
At this moment, Nangong Xuanyu was not an almighty emperor, but just a man who almost lost his beloved and was both afraid and relieved.
A trace of real touch flowed through Shen Zhinian's heart.
She could even feel her body softening for a moment in his arms.
However, this touch only lasted for a moment.
After the ripples, the water surface quickly returned to its former calmness and depth.
The rationality that Shen Zhinian had been struggling to maintain did not completely melt away because of this sudden passionate hug.