A day passed. The matter of Sang Woruo's disappearance continued to grow stronger.
On the palace wall in the night, the cold wind blew very tightly. Crown’s Master, Xu Chang, accompanied by the emperor, stood on the palace wall as they listened to the cold wind whistle past their ears.
"To the King's Couch?" Chu Zhe sighed, he did not want to go back to the King's bed!
The son he just found wasn't willing to return to his clan, nor did Cheng Wan's daughter, Xu Rouzhi, return. Cheng Wan's heart was already heartbroken to the extreme, and right now, his heart was also in turmoil, so she really wanted to avoid Cheng Wan for a while.
"It has already been a day, so Madam Sang should not be able to find it. Who exactly do you think she has fallen into? "
"Your Majesty, are you really doubting the crown prince?"