Chapter 811 - Chapter 811: Prince Huai, the God of War! (1/2)

Chapter 811: Prince Huai, the God of War!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Staring at the empty carriage, Prince Huai’s eyes were cold and his body was emitting an extremely cold aura.

As expected…something had happened…

If it was the Su Ji of the past, Prince Huai might be more at ease.

But now that the Consort Dowager was pregnant…

His lips were tightly pursed. He mounted his horse again and rode away following the clues.

Although her child was not his…no, in a sense, her child was his!

Prince Huai, who had always been calm and composed, had a panicked expression on his face.

The horse was experienced in the battlefield and its hooves were about to produce sparks.

His sword rose and fell along with the horse. The cold weapon that had been nurtured by millions of dead souls now glowed with a cold light under the scorching sun.

There were no longer clear carriage tracks on the road behind them. Instead, there were a few messy horse hoof prints.

It seemed to be telling what had happened here.

At the fork in the road, there were new horse hoofprints, footprints, and tire tracks. The clues became more and more blurred.

The veins on Prince Huai’s forehead bulged, and a fine drop of sweat seeped out of his glabella.

He did not dare to guess what had happened. He had to find her as soon as possible!

Just like that, they traveled for an hour, passing through countless forks in the road.

He had to make a choice at every fork in the road.

Perhaps he was right every time, or perhaps he had already deviated from the correct path.

At this moment, the horse’s hooves tore through the layers of weeds and a dilapidated temple came into view. Prince Huai fixed his eyes on the carriage that was parked outside the dilapidated temple. It was the one that had traveled with Su Ji’s carriage earlier.

There were six or seven horses tied to the side, and a few figures. In the distance, there was the sound of approaching hooves.

Prince Huai quietly dismounted. With a glance, the warhorse hid itself in the grass without making a sound.

Prince Huai’s judgment was accurate. He had found the right direction…

A person dressed as a palace maid stood outside the dilapidated temple to receive her. That person was none other than Wu Zhu’er.

Her expression was slightly nervous as she kept looking around.

It was Su Ji’s trusted aide. Prince Huai recognized her at a glance.

Beside Wu Zhu’er stood a few masked men in black.

Prince Huai knew the style of the headscarf. The men he sent out to investigate had once copied the portrait. It was a henchman of the rebel Zhou Zicheng.

As expected, Zhou Zicheng was involved in this matter.

As such, it was not difficult to guess who they were waiting for.

When the sound of horse hooves approached from afar, the group of people followed.

Wu Zhu’er took a few quick steps forward. Her expression was respectful, and there was a smile on her face.

“Godfather!”

There was a typical-looking brown pony. It was large in size and had strong bones. It could barely be considered to be of above average quality.