"What!" Princess Consort Yalun swayed, nearly collapsing to the ground. Ever since her husband's accidental death, her child had been her only source of spiritual support. Now that she learned he had been abducted, how could she not panic?
"Princess Consort, did something happen at your residence? Do you need my help?" Song Qingshu asked, though he already knew the answer.
"No!" Princess Consort Yalun's body trembled, but she still forced herself to remain composed. "We'll take our leave for now. We'll come find you another day if there's an opportunity, Great Sect Master."
Without waiting for a reply, she hurried away with her subordinates.
"What exactly happened? When was the Little Prince abducted?" On the way out, Princess Consort Yalun questioned her subordinate with an icy expression.
The messenger hurriedly answered, "When it was time for feeding, the wet nurse went to carry the Little Prince, only to find that he was no longer in his room. She immediately alerted the other maids to search, but there was no trace of the Little Prince anywhere in the entire residence. Only then did they realize he had been abducted."
"What are the guards at the residence even good for?" Princess Consort Yalun flew into a rage. Normally gentle with her subordinates, she had even considered having them all executed, but after calming down, she suppressed the thought.
"Although Alan Dar and I left, the residence was still heavily guarded. For someone to infiltrate silently and take the Little Prince away, that person's martial arts must be extraordinarily high," Hou Xibai analyzed.
Alan Dar said, "Before we left, the Princess Consort had just held the Little Prince. That thief took him away during the brief time we were gone. The timing was far too perfect. Could this have something to do