Chu Yan shook his head: “I don’t want to listen, I don’t believe it. Zhi’er is fine, she said, she will never leave me in this life, she clearly said it. She is not a person who doesn’t keep her words, she will do it. When she comes back, she will do it.” He pushed Zhou Awu away and walked forward, but he felt light-headed, and he felt like walking in clouds. After two steps, his body softened and he fell to the floor.

Zhou Awu rushed forward and lifted him from the floor. The tears that had been swirling in his eyes rolled down: “Your Highness, Zhi’er may be just washed away by water, she may be waiting for us somewhere to find her. How can you find her if you are like this? You have to take care of your body first.”

Chu Yan nodded: “Yes, yes, you are right, I have to take good care of myself, I must take good care of myself to find her. Hurry up, bring the medicine, I will drink the medicine now.”

He raised his eyes, saw the tears on Zhou Awu’s face, and shouted, “Why are you crying? Zhi’er is fine, nothing is wrong with her, what are you crying for? Take back your tears.”

Zhou Awu quickly wiped away the tears on his face: “Yes, yes, what His Highness said is right. I won’t cry, I’ll go get the medicine.”

After Chu Yan drank the medicine, he asked Zhou Awu: “Where’s Song Lang? Is he dead or alive?”

Zhou Awu busily replied: “Alive, he is rescued by our people, and locked in the palace prison, waiting for your release.”

Chu Yan nodded, his eyes were gloomy, and there was no trace of joy or anger.

He drank some white porridge, and when his body recovered a little strength, he went to the palace prison with Zhou Awu.

Song Lang was in prison alone, huddling in the corner alone, and staring blankly ahead, while coughing twice from time to time.

Someone opened the prison door, but he didn’t raise his eyes. His eyes were staring ahead, but no one knows what he was looking at.

It wasn’t until the tall figure walked in front of him, blocking the only ray of light, that he raised his eyes. And after seeing the handsome and familiar face, his dull eyes finally had a trace of anger.

Chu Yan looked at him condescendingly for a while and then squatted down slowly. The two of them looked at each other, their eyes were surprisingly calm, and there were no surging waves as expected.

“It seems that you didn’t find her either.” Song Lang opened his mouth first, the pain in his eyes was obvious, and he looked helpless.

Chu Yan asked: “What happened at that time? Where was she?”

Song Lang closed his eyes, the shocking situation that night had been constantly appearing in front of him for the past three days.

The wind and waves were too strong, and there was too much cargo on the ship, so he ordered some cargo to be thrown away, but who would have thought that the dropped cargo box didn’t sink, but hit the hull with the waves. The hull was knocked out with a few big holes.

The hull was flooded, he knew right there that the ship will sink.

He wanted to bring Bai Zhi up, but she was poisoned by the cartilage powder. Even if she wanted to escape, she was powerless. Only he could save her.

However, the situation was so critical at the time that his subordinates stopped him and didn’t allow him to go to the cabin. Old Yuan even knocked him unconscious and threw him into the escape boat, only then did he survive.

After being silent for a while, Song Lang finally said, “She’s in the bilge. If she, if she—” He couldn’t speak, the pain in his eyes almost drowned him.

After taking a deep breath, he finally spoke again: “If she didn’t escape, she should still be at the bilge at this time.”

Zhou Awu shook his head: “I searched the ship several times, but she wasn’t in the bilge. Instead, I only found some of her things, no one was there.”

Song Lang raised his head suddenly, and his eyes suddenly lit up: “Not in the bilge? Then she, she must be alive.”

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