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The past two years had been the most relaxed and joyful period for Ye Chen since arriving in this world. Of course, there were some minor inconveniences, particularly from Pei Guanjing and Lou Yu, who seemed to have received news from somewhere and sent him letters every day.
The letters were either about some good fortune they had received that day or inquiries about where they would be going the next day, asking him what he wanted them to bring.
Ye Chen looked at the letters, feeling overwhelmed. Did he really have time to deal with them? Moreover, was it necessary to send letters every day? With the significant events happening in the world, how could he not know while residing in the royal residence?
Over the past two years, many things had occurred. Time flew by, and youth faded away; the once innocent features of his face had matured, adorned with a striking hue that stood out like a beacon against the snowy backdrop.
“Your Highness, something has happened! Something has happened to the prince!” Suddenly, a young servant burst through the courtyard door, shouting loudly.
Ye Chen sprang to his feet, fists clenched tightly, his gaze sharpening instantly. “Xiao Yan, what did you say? Speak slowly.”
He grabbed Xiao Yan’s arm with such force that his knuckles turned white as he urgently questioned him. Xiao Yan paused for a moment, panting heavily before replying, “Your Highness, it’s bad! The prince’s army was ambushed by Linzhou city’s troops in the middle of the night. The losses were severe, and the prince is currently missing.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Chen furrowed his brows, worry and anger flashing in his eyes. “Enough! Don’t say any more. Gather all the guards and secret agents in the royal residence. We must go together and bring my father back.”
Xiao Yan nodded repeatedly and hurriedly set about organizing things.
Ye Chen quickly packed his belongings, deftly stuffing clothes into his bag as he prepared to personally search for Liu Jin.
Dressed in plain clothes and escorted by the secret agents arranged by Liu Jin, Ye Chen charged into the already fallen Ancheng Military Camp. This was where Liu Jin had last disappeared. Although Linzhou city’s forces had retreated for now, they could very well return unexpectedly. Liu Jin might still be hiding somewhere in a corner.
Currently, Linzhou city had only dispatched a small contingent to guard this place while their main forces continued to pursue the Chongzhou army.
Fortunately, General Huo was a close childhood friend of his father. At this moment, fighting under his father's name helped maintain morale among the Chongzhou troops; otherwise, if their spirits broke, Ancheng would likely fall.
From a distance, the two armies clashed, flames lighting up the sky. Ye Chen, protected by his guards, swung his sword to fend off the minor soldiers, his gaze resolutely scanning for any possible clues related to Liu Jin.
Time was of the essence; he needed to find Liu Jin quickly. Not only was he his father, but he was also the hope of all Chongzhou. If something were to happen to him, it would spell disaster for Chongzhou, leaving it vulnerable to being divided like Yunzhou.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen glanced back and noticed that the number of guards around him was dwindling. The closest one was over ten meters away, blocked by soldiers from Linzhou City.
Ye Chen bit his lip, tightened his grip on the sword, and continued running deeper into the fray without looking back.
Meanwhile, Pei Guanjing was anxiously searching for Ye Chen.
After receiving news of Linzhou City’s ambush on Chongzhou and King Huai'an's disappearance, he felt certain that Ye Chen would go looking for Liu Jin. Thus, he had traveled day and night without sleep for two days and nights, exhausting three horses before finally reaching An City in Chongzhou.
Pei Guanjing dodged the fighting soldiers, skillfully weaving through the crowd. In this chaotic environment where friend and foe were indistinguishable, he didn’t want to waste a moment; every second delayed increased Ye Chen's danger.
He searched through the large tent but found nothing; after scouring the Military Camp as well, he still came up empty-handed.
People rushed about everywhere, yet amidst the sea of faces, he could not find the one person who occupied his thoughts constantly.
He dared not think about what he would do if something happened to Ye Chen; instead, he hurriedly circled the Military Camp again and again in search of him.
Finally, amidst the towering flames and billowing smoke, he spotted Ye Chen’s slender figure moving through the crowd like a solitary autumn leaf falling from a tree.
At that moment, Ye Chen also caught sight of Pei Guanjing.
Through tear-filled eyes, his figure, though slender, instantly brought him a sense of stability.
He had grown taller; the once shorter silhouette now stood upright, carrying a hint of grace, yet it seemed fragile enough to bend and break with a gentle curve.
Ye Chen stood still, watching Pei Guanjing slowly approach him, his hands unconsciously trembling slightly.
As tears streamed down his face, he couldn't help but wonder how he ended up here and why he couldn't find his father.
Frozen in place for what felt like an eternity, Pei Guanjing stepped forward and tightly embraced him, one hand gently stroking Ye Chen's back as he softly called out, "A Chen."
In an instant, Ye Chen's tears flowed even more fiercely.
After two years apart, he held him tightly in return, wrapping his arms around Pei Guanjing's waist with all his strength.
Even though he was angry at him, in this moment, he couldn't bear to let go. Finally, the two of them managed to escape the Military Camp against all odds.
In fact, when Pei Guanjing first found Ye Chen, he was already injured. During their escape, he shielded Ye Chen with his body from arrows aimed at him. With pursuers everywhere, his injuries only worsened.
The two stumbled through the darkness, Ye Chen's boots crunching on dry branches that startled a few night owls into calling out. Pei Guanjing's body grew heavier; Ye Chen nearly dragged him along as his back became soaked with cold sweat.
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