Chapter 273 - 271. I Will Bring Him Back (1/2)
Third-person POV
After successfully calmed Zhang Wei down, Hong er smiled gently and wanted to ask what happened that caused Zhang Wei to burst into tears, but she pondered again and decided to not ask the question. For a child to cry out in a stranger's arms, the child must have gone through such horrible pain that it left a huge scar in his heart.
But when she was going to take the bowl that she set aside, Zhang Wei seized her hands and wrote on her palm as fast as he could. The excitement in his heart made him unable to think anything but to make Hong er to realize that he was her son.
”Mother, it's me, Zhang Wei, your son!” Zhang Wei excitedly recited every word that he wrote.
Hong er didn't react for quite a while, a strange feeling slowly rose from the deepest of Zhang Wei's heart.
'Why is Mother not saying anything? Do I write too fast?' Zhang Wei lamented in his heart.
Just when Zhang Wei was going to rewrite the sentence, the corner of Hong er's pale lips curled into a sad smile. Zhang Wei's breath stopped for a moment, various thoughts surfaced in Zhang Wei's head which caused his grip to tighten. The smile on Hong er's pale lips suddenly made Zhang Wei reluctant to know Hong er's answer. Hong er wiggled her hands out from Zhang Wei's tight hold and gently took his hand.
She placed her fingertip on Zhang Wei's rough palm and wrote, ”My son…” Hong er's finger froze for a moment before continuing, ”…has long gone.”
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”Dare to say it again.”
An oppressive voice that was deeper than a bottomless pit resounded through the expansive hall. A line of black-clothed people kneeled with their forehead pressed on the cold wooden floor. The pressure of the voice sent a shiver down to their spine. They held back their breath as to not irritate the person who sat on the highest throne.
”Th-this servant received a piece of news that Her Highness Princess Rong has been found and secured at the base located in the forest not far from the Cursed Land.” One of them spoke up tremblingly.
He was ready to have his head cut off until a different voice sounded out, ”How about His Highness Prince Zhang?”
Without lifting his head to see, he recognized the owner of this voice, it was Qiyi, one of the most trusted bodyguards that Weisheng kept by his side.
”General Di and Lady Meiyun are still searching for His Highness Prince Zhang. They are heading towards Cursed Land as per Her Highness Princess Rong's information.” The man answered Qiyi's question and the hall fell into a dead silence.
No one dared to move or even breathe too loudly, they lowered their head until their chin touched their chest. They had never been this nervous since the disappearance of the Empress.
Weisheng who had been sending them dead glares finally broke the silence.
”Obediently wait for your punishment.” Weisheng growled before he walked pass by the kowtowing elite soldiers.
The elite soldiers froze in unison, the lightest punishment for them would be a painless death. They didn't waste any time as they quickly rose to their feet and dispersed to obtain information about Zhang Wei's whereabouts.
Qier was out to do the mission that Weisheng gave him therefore there was only Qiyi that served beside Weisheng. Qiyi soundlessly followed Weisheng, he glanced at the darkening sky and gathered the braveness to ask Weisheng a question.
”Your Majesty Emperor, any order for this servant?” Qiyi cupped his fist and bent his waist to bow at Weisheng.
Weisheng stopped in his track and turned his head to look over his broad shoulder. Qiyi immediately went on his knees when he saw Weisheng's eyes had changed. His sclera turned jet black as his blood-red iris shone dangerously just like the time when he lost his wife.