Moonlit Calamity: The Dragon Girl's Life of Idleness is Broken

Chapter 394 Do not search, do not search, do not search.

Xiao Han returned to his residence. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw Zi Guang rushing forward, holding a letter in his hands, his expression revealing barely concealed panic.

"Your Highness." Zi Guang approached quickly, his voice trembling slightly: "Aunt, the young lady... left a letter and departed!"

Zi Guang handed the letter left by Long Chuqing to Xiao Han.

This morning, as usual, she went upstairs to wake Long Chuqing up, but she didn't see her in the room, and the bedding was neatly folded.

"Huh! Where's the young lady?" Zi Guang exclaimed softly, "Could it be that she's already up early?"

She searched the courtyard, but still couldn't find her.

Granny Lin got up the earliest, but she also said she didn't see her.

She didn't return when it was time for breakfast.

Ziguang and Granny Lin were both puzzled. In the past, even if the young lady had something to do and went out, she would tell them.

Did I leave too early today and not have time to say anything?

The two did not investigate further and continued to attend to the affairs of the courtyard as usual.

After breakfast, Ziguang went upstairs to help Long Chuqing tidy up his room. While tidying up the desk, she found two letters next to the inkstone. One was signed by the prince, and the other was for her and Lin Mama. Only then did she learn that Long Chuqing had left the palace overnight.

Xiao Han quickly took the letter, his fingertips involuntarily tightening slightly.

The joy of leaving the palace still lingered in my heart.

As soon as he stepped into the mansion, he heard Zi Guang say that Long Chuqing had left a letter and departed. His heart trembled, as if something had suddenly been suspended in mid-air.

He quickly unfolded the letter, his eyes falling on the familiar handwriting, and his heart suddenly clenched.

Your Highness's personal opinion

Zhanxin An

As I write this, the rain has just stopped and the evening breeze is silent.

Looking back, I realized that I had been bothering the Prince's residence for more than half a year. During this time, I am grateful for His Highness's kindness in providing a place of peace for a wanderer like me.

When I first arrived, I was injured and my origins were unknown. I never expected that His Highness would not mind. He not only provided me with a place to rest and recuperate, but also treated me with courtesy and sincerity, ensuring that I had no worries about food and clothing and that my daily life was well taken care of.

Over the past few cold nights, I have been disrespectful to Your Highness on several occasions. I hope Your Highness will forgive me and thank you for your help.

I will forever cherish the kindness and care I have received during these days, and will never forget it.

Your Highness is a very good person, the Prince's Mansion is elegant and peaceful, and everyone in the mansion is kind and approachable. However, I am a person from the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world), and I am not destined to live in a garden forever.

Now that Your Highness is in good health and the capital is at peace, I have no more worries and it is time for me to set off.

This journey is not about grudges or entanglements, nor is it about taking risks or facing difficulties; it is simply a journey I take according to my heart.

I fear that Your Highness might be worried, so I wrote this letter to inform you.

My departure without saying goodbye is not out of disrespect or heartlessness, but because I have never been accustomed to farewells. Saying goodbye in person would only create unnecessary entanglements and increase my sorrow.

You have treated me with sincerity, and I do not wish to disturb your peace with my sorrow of parting. I hope you will understand.

Your Highness is a man of great loyalty and affection. Please do not worry about me, and there is no need to send anyone to search for me. Remember—do not search, do not search, do not search…

The journey through the world is long and arduous, but please rest assured that I will take good care of myself and have my own path to take. If fate allows, we may meet again in this vast world.

There is another matter to report: the money earned in the past six months, as well as the gifts bestowed by His Majesty, are left in the house for Your Highness to handle.

My farewell is hasty, and words cannot express my feelings. I only wish Your Highness all things go well, good health, and lasting blessings.

Long Chuqing

Under the lamp at night

After reading the farewell letter left by Long Chuqing, Xiao Han stared at the familiar handwriting, and a metallic taste suddenly welled up in his throat, as if someone had twisted his chest hard.

He clenched his teeth and swallowed the blood, his knuckles turning white from the force, almost crushing the letter.

"Chu Qing..." he called out softly, his voice a little hoarse, his brows furrowed, his eyes dark, and his expression solemn.

Are you really just going to leave like this?

Xiao Han's vision blurred for a moment as images from last night uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

It turns out that he didn't sleep soundly last night; she did it on purpose.

She had already planned to leave, and last night she came to say goodbye to him, but he didn't even notice her unusual emotions.

But she had only just woken up, so why was she in such a hurry to leave?

Is it because of a physical reason?

That inexplicable slumber, a curse? A cold body?

Are you in a hurry to find a solution?

What exactly is wrong with her? Why can't she just tell him? As long as she asks, and as long as he can do it, he will do everything he can to help her.

She came to see him last night, and he was really happy, thinking that their relationship had taken another step forward.

This morning, he went to find his mother with great joy and told her about what happened between the two of them.

His mother was happy for him after hearing this and said she would prepare a feast to entertain him. Just when he thought everything was going well, she left...

“Bronze.” Xiao Han suppressed the surging thoughts in his heart and ordered in a deep voice: “Send people to search, along the official road, inns, and post stations, leaving no place unsearched.”

They left last night, so they shouldn't have gone far.

In the letter, she told him three times not to look for her, but he could not accept such a farewell.

He wanted to talk to her in person.

He still had so much to say to her, and so much he hadn't had a chance to say yet.

If we let her leave like this, we may never see her again.

"Yes, I will arrange it immediately." Qing Tong suppressed his worries and clasped his hands in a fist salute as he withdrew.

Both he and Qingying looked worried; they had also heard Ziguang's words.

The prince had never shown such an expression before. All of his subordinates could see how important Miss Long was to him.

Looking at his prince's pale face, he felt a pang of sadness.

Why did Miss Long leave so suddenly, without even saying goodbye!

She just left like that; how could the prince accept that!

Qingying's gaze fell on Xiao Han's hand, which was tightly gripping the letter. The letter was already wrinkled. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing.

Although he couldn't truly understand the prince's feelings at that moment, seeing the prince's eyes, which seemed to have lost their soul, he knew that the prince must be extremely sad.

Qingying pursed her lips and silently stood by, deciding it was best not to go forward and disturb them.

Xiao Han stood there, seemingly lost in his own thoughts.

After a short while, he slowly turned around, a hint of suppressed bitterness in his eyes, and ordered, "Prepare the horses. I will go to find them myself."

Even if Qing Tong and his men find the person, Chu Qing will not come back with them.

Qingying replied, "Yes."

"puff……"

Heartbroken and anxious, Xiao Han had only taken a few steps when the stagnant blood that he had been suppressing in his chest surged up again and gushed out violently.

"Your Majesty!"

Qingying's pupils contracted sharply. She rushed forward and supported the swaying Xiao Han, but her hand was icy cold.

At this moment, Xiao Han's face was ashen, and his once bright eyes had lost their luster.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, are you alright!"

Xiao Han opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but only coughed up a mouthful of blood, and felt a tearing pain in his chest.

This is caused by pent-up emotions and the forced suppression of feelings.

"Someone, quickly go and fetch Doctor Yuan!" Qingying said urgently.

The guards beside her panicked upon seeing this and hurriedly went to carry out Qingying's orders.

"Prepare, prepare the horses..."

Xiao Han raised his hand with difficulty, as if trying to grasp something, but ultimately let it fall limply to the ground.

His vision began to blur, and his ears were ringing. He could only vaguely hear the urgent calls of the green shadow beside him and the hurried footsteps of the guards.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! What's wrong? Your Highness, wake up!"

Qingying's voice grew softer and softer, and Xiao Han felt his consciousness gradually slipping away.

—Chu Qing, wait for me.

As his last thought faded, Xiao Han finally couldn't hold on any longer, his vision went black, and he completely fainted.