Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 523 The Princess Who Wants to Compilation 20

A centurion of the Iron Feather Guard knelt on one knee at the tent door, his armor stained with fresh dark red blood. His voice, panting but still clear and powerful, said, "Your Majesty! Suspicious traces have been discovered in the northwest corner of the camp!"

"Three bodies, dressed in camouflage, neither ours nor the attire of bandits! There are signs of a struggle and unextinguished ignition sources at the scene! Commander Xiao has led his elite troops in pursuit!"

Huang Yuqing suddenly opened her eyes.

That look was no longer filled with pure anger, but a sharp blade tempered with ice, directed out of the tent with precision and lethality.

She didn't speak immediately, but the invisible pressure suddenly increased several times, causing even the candle flame to flicker.

At this moment, the curtain was suddenly opened, and a figure almost staggered in and knelt heavily in front of everyone - it was Huang Yunli who hurried over after hearing the news.

Her hair was slightly disheveled, her gorgeous palace dress was stained with dust and a few dark red blood stains, her face was pale, and her eyes, which usually showed a bit of arrogance and calculation, now only contained great fear and deep uneasiness.

She didn't even dare to look up at her mother, but bowed her head deeply, her voice trembling uncontrollably:

"Mother... Queen Mother! Your son... Your son failed to protect us properly and deserves to be put to death! Please punish me, Queen Mother!" Several trusted generals behind her also prostrated themselves on the ground, their bodies shaking like leaves in the wind.

Huang Yuqing's gaze slowly shifted towards Huang Yunli. There was no warmth in her eyes, only scrutiny, a bone-chilling scrutiny.

She did not respond to the Second Princess' apology, but just looked at her silently. That silence was more chilling than any scolding.

"No trace of his body remains..." The Queen's voice rang out again, low and slow, as if every word carried a thousand-pound weight, hammering down on Huang Yunli's heart. "Yunli, Aigis... followed you into the forest."

"Your son...your son..." Huang Yunli stammered incoherently, a huge fear gripping her, making it almost impossible for her to think. The generals around her didn't even dare to breathe.

"Xiao Jin." Huang Yuqing's gaze returned to the outside of the tent, as if penetrating the tent and locking onto the figure that was pursuing the murderer. "What I want is not a corpse. I want a living person. A mouth that can be pried open. Do you understand?"

From outside the tent came Xiao Jin's calm and murderous response. Although he wasn't close by, his voice seemed to be right beside his ear: "Your Majesty, rest assured! I will capture his head alive and dig out his roots!"

"As for you..." Huang Yuqing's gaze swept over the ministers and generals kneeling on the ground again, lingering for a moment in particular on the Second Princess and her generals. "Before the truth is revealed, any reckless action... will be considered treason."

The last four words were light, but they carried the chilling feeling of annihilating nine generations of the clan.

She finally stood up slowly.

The figure was still as straight as a pine tree, but the aura emanating from his body was like a volcano about to erupt.

She walked towards the tent door step by step. Wherever she passed, the kneeling people seemed to be separated by an invisible force and automatically made way for her.

The servants hurriedly opened the heavy curtains.

Outside the camp, the night wind grew stronger, rustling the flags. In the distance, thick dark clouds gathered on the horizon, and dull thunder rolled across the sky, as if gathering strength for the coming storm.

Huang Yuqing stood in front of the tent door, letting the night wind blow the strands of hair on her temples. Her eyes swept across the camp, which was firmly controlled by the Iron Feather Guards and was like a huge cage, like an eagle, and finally turned to the depths of the vast and dark mountains and forests, which were full of dangers.

"The wind's picking up..." she whispered, her voice nearly drowned out by the wind. However, the resoluteness and coldness in her tone were clearly conveyed to everyone behind her. "Alright. Just in time... to cleanse the filth."

Behind her, the candlelight in the main tent stretched her shadow extremely long, casting it on the cold ground, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, pointing directly into the unknown darkness.

Above the camp, the Iron Feather Guards moved like night owls, foreshadowing that the storm of reckoning with blood and blood, which was personally launched by the Queen, was sweeping across with unstoppable momentum.

In an inconspicuous shadow at the outermost edge of the camp, a figure that almost blended into the rotten leaves was watching the direction of the main tent and the movements of the Iron Feather Guards in the camp with cold and vigilant eyes.

There was no fear in those eyes, only a hint of solemnity and deeper calculation.

He retreated silently, like a poisonous snake blending into a swamp, disappearing into the thicker darkness. The real storm... was just beginning to brew.

Huang Yuqing's figure solidified into a cold silhouette in front of the tent door. Her words fell with the weight of iron and stone, and time in the main tent seemed to be completely frozen.

Only the solemn mobilization of the Iron Feather Guards outside the tent, their heavy footsteps on the muddy ground, and the clanging friction of armor, like hammers, constantly struck the nerves of everyone in the tent, reminding them that the storm was coming.

Huang Yunli's body was shaking uncontrollably as she lay on the ground. The cold sweat on her forehead mixed with the dust on her face, leaving a small dark stain on the expensive carpet.

The words "considered as treason" pierced her heart like an icicle, bringing with it a biting chill and a feeling of desperate suffocation.

She wanted to argue, to distance herself from the matter, to explain that Agis's death had nothing to do with her (Aigis was also someone she loved, and she did not stage it herself), but the Queen Mother's icy gaze made her understand that any words at this moment would be pale and even a dangerous fuse.

Fear clenched her throat, forcing her to press her forehead deeper into the pile of the carpet, wishing she could just disappear.

Huang Yuqing's gaze was like an icy probe, slowly sweeping over Huang Yunli and her trusted generals. That look was so sharp that it could peel off the skin and flesh and see into the secrets in people's hearts.

Everyone who was glanced at felt a chill run up their spine and into their head, as if they were naked in a snowstorm.

The air was thick and sickening, with only the sounds of heavy breathing and faint thunder in the distance.

"Report——!"

Another hurried report broke the silence.

Another Iron Feather Guard scout appeared outside the tent like a ghost, his voice tinged with subtle excitement, "Your Majesty! Commander Xiao has discovered fresh activity in the dense forest three miles northwest!"

"A wounded individual has escaped, and his messy footprints point deep into the Lost Valley! The commander has led the sharp knife team in pursuit!"

Lost Valley!

Upon hearing this name, the hearts of several generals in the tent who were familiar with the terrain began to beat wildly.

The valley was filled with miasma, with numerous forked paths like a maze, and even lurking poisonous insects and ferocious beasts. It was a notoriously dangerous place. Chasing into it would only increase the danger.

Huang Yuqing's brows furrowed slightly, then returned to normal in an instant.

Her voice remained low and steady, yet it held unquestionable determination. "Pass on my command. Xiao Jin must capture the target alive at all costs! Even if he's alive, he must be brought to justice. Even if he's dead... he must reveal his identity to me!"

"Also, dispatch the Shadow Bee team to secretly enter the outskirts of the Lost Valley to provide support and investigate any ambushes or rendezvous points."

"Shadow Bee" is the most mysterious and powerful scout force in the Iron Feather Guard. It is like the Queen's third eye, specializing in concealment, spying and tracking.

The use of the "Shadow Bee" shows that the Queen attaches great importance to this matter, and also shows that she is extremely vigilant against the possible mastermind behind the scenes.