Quick wear: a good pregnancy, the treasure in the palm of an emperor's hand

"Heng'er, don't worry. Mother and Concubine know the priority of the matter and have already sent secret guards to look for it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the housekeeper hurried into the lobby. He had already forgotten the rules and etiquette, and a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He panted and said, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, it's not good!"

"Let's take a deep breath before talking." Wang Wenxuan said with a livid face.

I have been hearing the housekeeper say something bad since morning.

Listening to the stern rebuke, the housekeeper took a breath and waited until his breathing became even, then he said: "Your Majesty, the warehouse has been stolen."

King Wenxuan didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "What object was lost?"

The butler hesitated to speak, "Your Majesty."

"Hurry up and say what you are hesitating about?" King Wenxuan looked impatient.

Already angry and depressed, the housekeeper still struggled to explain for a long time.

The housekeeper raised his eyes and glanced at King Wenxuan, but when he met King Wenxuan's dark and cold eyes that kept secrets, he was startled and said immediately: "Your Majesty, the warehouse is empty, there is nothing left."

After speaking, he lowered his head and stared straight at the toes of his shoes, waiting for King Wenxuan's wrath.

Sure enough, after King Wenxuan heard this, the teacup in his hand suddenly broke into pieces.

He gasped with anger, stood up quickly, and said loudly: "Lead the way."

Princess Wenxuan looked at her furious husband and shook her shoulders.

In fact, the angry King Wenxuan was like a furious lion, as if he wanted to eat people.

Afraid of returning, but understanding his temper, Princess Wenxuan still pulled Xiao Ziheng and chased him.

When I came to the warehouse, I found that the warehouse was indeed empty, not even a hair was left.

The only thing left was a pile of dust.

King Wenxuan smashed his fist on the wall. What was in this warehouse was the entire palace's belongings.

Now that it has been stolen, the face of Prince Wenxuan's palace will no longer need to be stolen, and the shame will be thrown to the horizon.

Xiao Ziheng pulled his horse to hold King Wenxuan, "Father, please calm down and don't hurt your hand."

I don’t know how hard I used it. The whole warehouse shook, and a lot of dust was shaken off from the beams.

King Wenxuan clenched his fists, his bones rattled, and roared, "Who on earth wants to target Prince Wenxuan's house like this?"

First, the son was kidnapped and taken to the Huan Pavilion, and then the warehouse was stolen. What happened next?

"Steward, please send someone to Dali Temple immediately to report the incident, saying that the palace has been stolen, and ask the Minister of Dali Temple to quickly send someone down to investigate."

He can't control that much anymore, just be embarrassed if he loses face. If the murderer is not found, he really can't swallow this breath.

There are so many good things in his warehouse, there are a dazzling array of gold and silver treasures, and there are countless silver notes.

This is the family property he has raised for half his life, and it will not be a problem to support an army of one million people.

But now they are all in the hands of bad people, and he seems to be making wedding clothes for others.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will immediately arrange for someone to go to Dali Temple to report the case."

King Wenxuan was furious and kicked the warehouse door several times.

He glanced at the guards guarding the warehouse and said, "You losers, so many treasures have been stolen, and you didn't even notice the slightest movement. What's the use of the palace keeping people like you?"

"Your Majesty, my subordinates did not hear any movement last night. They stood at the door of the warehouse and never left. They didn't even take a nap. They don't know where this property disappeared. .

If the housekeeper hadn't come to open the warehouse, the subordinates would not have known that the property had been lost. "

The housekeeper sorted out the congratulatory gifts sent by the ministers yesterday and moved them to the warehouse. Unexpectedly, the moment he opened the warehouse, everyone was stunned.

Seeing that all the usually dazzling boxes were gone and the warehouse was empty, the housekeeper hurriedly ran to report to King Wenxuan.

King Wenxuan just barely vomited a mouthful of old blood, his son was quietly abducted, and the belongings in the warehouse disappeared inexplicably.

He raised his head and glanced at the roof. There was no damage on the roof. He didn't believe it, so he used his inner strength and jumped onto the beam.

Observing carefully, there is no trace on the beams, and even the tiles on the roof are tightly connected, with no sign of being tampered with.

King Wenxuan's eyes were cold, as if there was an invisible force that was always driving everything.

There must be someone who did not want his son to be adopted by the emperor, so he did not hesitate to ruin his son's reputation, and also stole the palace's warehouse, so that the palace could not take care of the adoption of the son for a while.

Is it the emperor or other brothers?

Back in the lobby, as soon as the three of them sat down, Princess Wenxuan and Xiao Ziheng breathed a sigh of relief. Aunt Hua, who was serving Princess Wenxuan, came over with a panicked look on her face.

"Princess, your private treasury has been stolen, and everything in it is missing."

Princess Wenxuan jumped up, her face full of disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Princess, your warehouse has been robbed, and not a single needle has been left."

As soon as Hua Ma finished speaking, Yun Wanying's personal maid Huan Ping rushed in. After bowing, she said: "Princess, all the dowry brought by the Crown Princess yesterday has disappeared. I searched everywhere but couldn't find it." arrive."

Princess Wenxuan was on the verge of collapse, her strength seemed to have been drained from her body, her chest was filled with tightness, and she could not breathe.

Aunt Hua and Xiao Ziheng quickly supported her, saving her from falling to the ground.

"Princess, please calm down, don't let your anger destroy your body." Aunt Hua stroked her chest with one hand, smoothing it up and down.

After her expression softened for a moment, Xiao Ziheng and Aunt Hua helped her sit on the chair.

"Mother and concubine, I still have a lot of things in my private treasury that will definitely help us get through this level. You..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, his personal bodyguard Xiao Si also broke in.

He scolded: "Hurry up, what happened again?"

"Your Majesty, your private treasury has been stolen. All your belongings, including banknotes, calligraphy and paintings, gold ingots, and silver ingots, have not been left behind."

"Pfft...!" Princess Wenxuan vomited a mouthful of blood, her face turned pale, her hands trembled, and she said with difficulty: "What's going on? What on earth is...?"

Before she could finish her words, she fainted.

King Wenxuan pushed his son away, picked her up, and hurriedly walked to the backyard, "Zi Heng, go find the doctor quickly."

"Yes, Father."

The palace was a mess, a mess.

The doctor felt the pulse, paused for a moment, stood up and saluted, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Princess was so angry that she couldn't bear it for a moment, so she vomited blood and fell into coma. My subordinate prescribed a prescription to relieve depression and asked her to go down. Take medicine.

Prepare the medicine and feed it to the princess, and she will wake up quickly. "

In about two-quarters of an hour, the medicine was ready. Grandma Hua quickly helped Princess Wenxuan and fed her the medicine one bite at a time.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Princess Wenxuan slowly opened her eyes.

"What's wrong with me?" As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt a stinging pain in her throat.

Aunt Hua explained, "Princess, you were so angry that you vomited blood and fell into a coma."

Princess Wenxuan looked at her son, who was standing beside the bed with a worried face, and forced a smile, "Don't worry, Heng'er, my concubine is fine."

He glanced around, but didn't see King Wenxuan, "Heng'er, where is your father?"

"Mother and concubine, the palace is in chaos. My father has gone to handle matters."