Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 117: This Prince Wants You All to Be Buried with Me

Chapter 117: Chapter 117: This Prince Wants You All to Be Buried with Me

Qi Yu’s expression changed abruptly; she didn’t wait for Li Mingjue, who was still in the room giving instructions to Shiqi, and walked over with Liao Fan.

Everyone gathered in Monk Kong Ran’s room, clueless about what had happened.

Liao Ran was trembling all over as he pointed to the empty bed, "The little monk is gone."

People were so panicked that they didn’t know what to do.

Liao Fan composed himself and said, "This morning, when I opened my eyes, the little monk was nowhere to be found."

No sooner had he spoken than another commotion broke out among those present.

Qi Yu frowned, feeling that the monks were being too noisy.

She shouted, "Silence!"

Frantic with anxiety, everyone stopped talking at her command, looking at her with blank faces.

Qi Yu first entered the room to inspect it and found no signs of struggle.

She turned and asked Liao Fan, "Master, were you guarding here all night?"

Liao Fan nodded, "Yes, this monk was sitting on the meditation mat yesterday evening. I rested a little after midnight, and when I opened my eyes in the early morning, I discovered the little monk was missing, and the door had been opened by someone at some time."

Qi Yu stroked her chin, her gaze sweeping over the monks’ faces as she pondered, it seemed to be an inside job.

Otherwise, Kong Ran couldn’t have been taken away without any fuss.

Her gaze suddenly fixed on a certain spot, and as she remained silent, everyone looked in the direction she was staring.

Qi Yu pointed toward the table and asked, "Wasn’t there a teapot on the table?"

The group was taken aback. They looked at each other, and for a moment, none could remember whether there really had been a teapot there.

After calming down, Liao Fan thought for a moment and said, "Replying to the Princess, there indeed was a teapot."

Qi Yu furrowed her brows. The reason she remembered the teapot was that last night, after she had cured the poison, she had poured herself a cup of tea to quench her thirst.

The sudden disappearance of a teapot might not be significant; perhaps someone had taken it away.

But linking it to Kong Ran’s disappearance made it look increasingly suspicious.

Liao Ran’s forehead was already covered in cold sweat. He looked around nervously and suddenly shouted, "What does a teapot matter? We should be looking for the little monk right now!"

Upon hearing this, everyone else nodded in agreement.

Qi Yu had no choice but to let the matter of the teapot go and joined the rest in searching the temple.

Yunhe Temple was the national temple, occupying an entire mountain, and was not small in size. In addition to several temple buildings, there were also hundreds of side rooms.

Qi Yu and the others spread out to search for the monk, but she was not familiar with the area. After circling the temple without spotting the little monk, she headed towards the back mountain.

The back mountain also belonged to Yunhe Temple, and the monks would come here for morning exercises.

However, the mountain was somewhat peculiar, shrouded in mist, and it was difficult to make out the directions.

Not daring to enter rashly, she picked up a stick and knocked around, calling the little monk’s name a couple of times to see if there was any response.

But all she heard was the eerie sound of the wind.

The further she walked, the more spine-chilling the place seemed, and her grip on the stick tightened.

On the other side, Li Mingjue, having finished giving instructions, found out about the disappearance of the little monk.

Moreover, by noon, when a group of monks had returned to the backyard disheartened after searching the entire temple, he realized that Qi Yu was not among them.

He became somewhat panicked and grabbed someone to ask, "Where is the Princess?"

The man was stunned and speechless for a long while; it was Liao Fan who said, "The Princess went with us to search for the person a while ago, now we don’t know where she is."

Having said that, he looked around worriedly.

Having just lost Monk Kong Ran, and now Princess Qi Yu had disappeared as well.

All their faces were less than pleased.

Li Mingjue’s gaze swept over their faces with a piercing sharpness, and he said in a cold voice, "If we cannot find the Princess, I will have you all buried with her."

After speaking, he turned to Shiqi and ordered him to lead the Hidden Guard in the search for her.

Shiqi felt a sinking feeling in his heart, he dared not delay, and hurriedly led the men to search.

If something happened to the Princess, who knew what the Prince would do.

Meanwhile, Qi Yu had just entered the mountainous area for a hundred meters, called out a few times without finding anyone, and then decided to head back out.

But unexpectedly, just as she turned around, she came face-to-face with a pair of chilling eyes.

Qi Yu took a step back, her eyes warily watching the man dressed in black even in broad daylight.

The man in black smiled, a seemingly light sound that felt eerily bone-chilling.

"Did you take the little monk?" Qi Yu asked him, her gaze steady and unflinching.

Seeing her reaction, the man in black arched an eyebrow, "What if I did?"

He chuckled again, a low sound, and said in a deep tone, "Princess Qi, you might have time to worry about others, but you’d better start worrying about yourself."

Qi Yu’s eyes flashed; this man was after her.

But he didn’t seem to be sent by Li Ming’an.

Otherwise, he would not have bothered with small talk and would have attacked her while she was off guard.

Clenching the stick in her hand, she forced a relaxed smile, "I wonder, sir, what grudge you hold against me?"

The man in black snorted coldly, "You know very well."

He was acting haughty?

Qi Yu raised an eyebrow slightly, but while he was distracted, she took the opportunity to step back further.

A mist drifted by just in front of her, and she recited an incantation, slipping into her space.

The man in black watched as the person before him suddenly vanished from sight, his calm eyes jolting abruptly.

A sword was still in his hand, his eyes scanned around, but Qi Yu had disappeared without a trace as if everything had been an illusion.

The man in black huffed, "Playing ghost tricks!"

He was determined to find her and then thoroughly toy with her.

Qi Yu hid in her space for a while, estimating that the man should have left, before stepping out of it.

But the scenery in front of her had changed; it was no longer the place she had just been.

She frowned, could her space truly have some supernatural power to transport her from one place to another?

But there was no time to ponder, as she saw the little monk lying on the ground not far ahead.

The mountain path was difficult to navigate, and it took Qi Yu a while to reach the little monk.

She checked the unconscious person’s breathing.

Fortunately, he was still alive, simply passed out.

She pinched his round cheek, made him open his mouth, and fed him a Medicine Pill.

After a few minutes, the little monk awoke.

Seeing Qi Yu, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Was this not the fairy-like sister who had saved him last night?

Qi Yu found his stunned look quite adorable, pinched his cheek, and asked, "Do you remember who brought you here?"

Monk Kong Ran furrowed his brow, pouted, and said, "It was that bad person, my senior fellow disciple!"

Qi Yu looked at him in surprise, "Why did he leave you here?"

Kong Ran shook his head with a mature expression, "Because he did something bad."