Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

By the way, after King Annan received the news that Murong Hua was taken away by Gu Panxia, ​​he asked the secret guards to go out and search for him.

Murong Xiang, of course, was also severely punished.

Compared to letting Murong Hua suffer and being lectured by King Annan, Murong Xiang felt nothing.

It is said that early the next morning, all the secret guards sent by King Annan last night came back, and the report results were almost unanimous, that is, there was no trace of Gu Panxia and Lu Yuan in the capital, and there was no trace of Murong Hua.

"Trash, if you can't handle anything, get out of here!"

King Annan grabbed the tea cup on the table and threw it out.

There was just a "bang" sound, and the teacup was centered on the forehead of a secret guard kneeling at the front. A bright red slowly flowed down his forehead, but he seemed not to feel it and continued to kneel upright.

No one noticed the coldness that flashed across his eyes.

"Why are you still kneeling? Get out of here!"

The secret guards who were kneeling on the ground stood up one after another, and the leading secret guard also got up and left behind everyone.

Two secret guards gradually moved closer to him, and gradually distanced themselves from those secret guards.

"Guardian Bei, what should we do next?"

That's right, the injured secret guard in front of him is none other than Beiming, one of the four guardians of Ziyun Sect.

From the beginning, he was sent by Lu Yuan to work as an undercover agent in Annan Palace.

He used all kinds of skills to finally gain the trust of King Annan and assume the position of leader of the secret guard.

Just listen to his cold voice: "Wait for the sect master's instructions, and remember not to act rashly."

As he spoke, he took out a black handkerchief embroidered with green bamboo from his chest, wiped it gently on his forehead, and raised a sarcastic sneer on his lips.

He asked without looking back: "Where are the people from the Guangmen now?"

The two men said respectfully: "The people from Guangmen and the third prince are in the west wing of the palace. The place is heavily guarded. I apologize for my incompetence and cannot get in for a while."

Beiming nodded, "Inform the young master immediately."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.

The two looked at each other and nodded at the same time. One of them jumped up and disappeared immediately.

The other looked around for a while and saw no one, then flew away in the direction of Beiming.

As soon as Bei Ming returned to the room, he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Hearing the sound, the man gently pushed the door open and walked in with gentle steps.

Bei Ming took off his black cloak and asked without raising his head, "What's the matter?"

The man bent slightly, bowed and said, "I forgot to report something."

"Say!" The voice was still lukewarm.

The man whispered: "At dusk today, my subordinates discovered that Princess Annan and the eldest prince had left through the back door. They may have already left the city gate at this time. Do you want me to send someone to chase them?"

"Princess Annan and Murong Jian left?"

Bei Ming sat on the chair and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He thought for a while and then suddenly said: "Have you informed the sect leader?"

The man shook his head slightly, "Not yet!"

"Go and inform the sect leader that Murong Jian and Princess Annan have escaped from the capital. Let's see what he says."

For some reason, he always felt that the sect master should not care about these two people, because the sect master knew Murong Jian's temperament better than he did.

He has never participated in anything in the Annan Palace and completely stayed out of it.

"My subordinates are going to inform the sect master now, Protector Bei must be careful!"

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and quickly left Beiming's house.