Nan Yan turned his head to look at him, and smiled and said, "I am a concubine, but I have never been as expensive as a delicate body."

She said, her eyes sharply looking around through the tulle hanging from the hood.

Seeing her like this, the old uncle immediately understood what she was looking at and didn't say anything. Yingshao, who was escorting them, carefully rode his horse to Nanyan's side and said softly: "Empress, the emperor has already sent someone to clean it up along the way. If there were any traces of His Highness, he would have reported it."

What this means is to let Nanyan not be distracted.

Although I had known for a long time that Zhu Feng could not let her and such an important old uncle walk around the wasteland without any precautions, I also knew that Chen Zixiao and the others must have searched and found it before, but as a mother, this is how it is. Even when she reaches the critical moment of life and death, there will still be a thread in her heart that is tied to the child.

Nan Yan gritted his teeth, swallowed the helplessness in his heart, and said calmly: "I understand. Yingshao, how far is this place from the altar?"

Yingshao said: "What the guide A Shu just said is not far away, right in front--"

Before he could finish his words, he stopped.

A pair of hawk-like eyes looked forward with sharp eyes.

Nan Yan also looked forward according to his gaze, and saw a group of people coming towards the afterglow of the sunset.

It's He Yi.

Of course, Nan Yan knew that Zhu Feng had handed him over the construction of the altar and the preparation for rain. Speaking of which, this former left-ranking minister of the Secretariat and the chief minister of the cabinet, has been doing some house repairs in the past two years. He thought he was wronged by killing chickens and using a ox knife to say that he was wronged, but he said he was willing to accept it and did not complain at all.

At present, it was obvious that Nan Yan and the others were coming to pick them up.

After a while, the team of people was approaching. He Yi stopped the horse and immediately turned over and walked to Nanyan and Lao Guogong, saluted to them and said, "Greetings to the Imperial Concubine, Taoist Priest."

Nan Yan didn't treat him perfunctorily and just asked: "Heyi, are you all ready?"

He Yi said, "Don't worry, Empress."

He originally wanted to say something, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Wen Wuyu, who was led by the imperial camp's personal soldiers behind Nanyan, and his face changed suddenly: "Why did he follow him?"

Originally, the matter here had nothing to do with Wen Wuyu, and he shouldn't have appeared here, but He Yi's reaction to this matter seemed a bit too big, especially when he said this in front of the imperial concubine, he was almost a little harsh and even questioning tone, Nan Yan's brow immediately frowned.

Even the old uncle next to him looked at him.

Ying Shao coughed cautiously and said, "Mr. Heyi."

It is to remind him not to be presumptuous.

He Yi's breath sank, and he felt that his reaction just now was too great. When he looked at Nanyan, he hurriedly bowed his head and confessed: "Empress, I am just a little surprised. This time - it's a big deal, so there shouldn't be anyone else present."

“…”

Nan Yan looked at him with a deep face for a while and said, "Do you know about the King of Han?"

He Yi immediately said: "I heard about it."

Nan Yan said: "The King of Han disappeared, and Wen Bieyu disappeared. Wen Wuyu kept asking the palace for people, but he was unconscious. The palace was worried that something would happen to him in the Duwei Mansion, so he simply took him with him. You know his situation, and someone was watching him."

Heyi hesitated for a moment and said, "I am just worried that he will disturb my uncle's prayer for rain."

The old uncle said: "It's okay."

Hearing that the old uncle said this, He Yi naturally had nothing to say. Nan Yan looked at him for a while, but did not ask, but said calmly: "Go over and talk first."

"yes."

So the group continued to move forward.

Everyone was not walking fast. He Yi was riding on the horse and walking not far behind Nanyan, looking worried. He looked back at Wen Wuyu. At this moment, Nanyan said: "I remember, He Yi has been taking care of the Wen family for the past few years. Wen Wuyu's condition has not improved at all. Is it really an incurable disease?"

He Yi looked up at her.

At this time, although it was almost dusk, the land on the wasteland absorbed the heat of the sun for most of the day, and slowly spit it out. People rode on horses and walked on it, as if they were walking in a steamer, each of them was sweating profusely. When He Yi heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

He has always been a calm person, and he is not surprised by his favor and disgrace, and he rarely has been in such a mess.

Even the old uncle couldn't help but look back at him.

Seeing that he couldn't get any answer for a long time, Nan Yan also turned around: "Hmm?"

He Yi calmed down and then said: "Weichen is not good at the matter of illness, and it is not easy to make conclusions. However, the emperor sent the imperial physician over there a few days ago. If even the imperial physicians were unable to do so, then it would not be surprising that the civil servants invited by Weichen would return in vain."

Nan Yan looked at him for a while, smiled again, and said, "That's right."

She seemed to want to say something, and Heyi said, "By the way, I know about your nobles, and I actually know the last person to see your nobles that day, it should be the one who saw you."

"Um?"

When she heard him mention Zhu Chengjun's incident, Nan Yan was naturally thrown away other things. She immediately said, "Why didn't you say it earlier? Did he tell you something?"

He Yi said, "I am preparing on the altar. It was also the person who came to inform the empress and the uncle were coming here, so he mentioned this matter. I only then did I know. In fact, after the young master went to the east wing to see the uncle, he talked to the empress for a while. He seemed to be very interested in the matter on the altar. I think he left the Duwei Mansion and wanted to come to the altar to see it. Unfortunately, I didn't expect it at that time - I hope the empress forgives me."

So what if you don’t forgive your sins at this time? Blame him, no one will come back.

Nan Yan sighed deeply and said, "Forget it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the guide A Shu who led the way came from the front of the team: "It's here! We're here!"

Nan Yan immediately raised his head.

I saw a tall altar on the vast horizon in the distance, with a height of nine feet high and three floors up and down. At the edge of each floor three steps, a soldier in black was standing. When the sunset shone, his black clothes were also glowing red. From a distance, he looked like a fire platform.

That is the altar used by the old uncle to pray for rain.
Chapter completed!