"He is fine. But you are fine. Now the government in the capital knows that you are buried in the fire."

Mrs. Qi hugged her son with a look of surprise.

"For specifics, when you arrive at the place, you will ask yourself, and I will just send you to Yuzhou."

When Mrs. Qi heard the word Yuzhou, she seemed to understand.

Along the way, both mother and son were very silent.

Feng Wuyao disguised himself as a man's clothing, pretended to be a servant with a few guards, and then slowly rushed to Yuzhou.

Feng Wuyao was not very concerned about the mother and son, but just wanted to ensure that they arrived in Yuzhou safely.

When they first left the city, there were some people who were secretly inquiring, but they were all resolved by Feng Wu Yao Envoy.

After four or five days of travel, there are no spies.

Finally entering Yuzhou City, Feng Wuyao felt relieved.

After all, she was entrusted by someone, and if something really happened, she would feel uncomfortable.

Qin Zicheng had been waiting in the prefect's mansion, and when Mrs. Qi brought her youngest son into the house, she cried loudly.

Mrs. Qi knew Qin Zicheng naturally, and it was just a matter of meeting each other.

Qin Zicheng was also infected and his eye sockets were pantothenic.

"Mrs. Sister-in-law, don't worry. I will definitely find a way to rescue Brother Qi. But now I am far away in Yuzhou, and I have many things to do but not enough. Please don't blame me, my sister-in-law."

"Your Highness is a great charity! I thank you for your life-saving kindness. As for your husband, I know that if he cannot clear his stigma, he will definitely not want to survive."

Qin Zicheng nodded in agreement, but he knew him quite well.

"I ordered people to arrange the house and servants, so I will take you there. You will be raised well. I will think of my own ways of doing Lord Qi."

Qin Zicheng is a man and there are no female relatives in charge of the family, so it is naturally impossible for them to keep their mother and son in the prefect's mansion.

The house arranged is not far away, and a small house with two entry points, a concierge, two maids and two maids were arranged.

Yiju's food and clothes were sent to the place.

The two maids came over Yingying and bowed, "Madam, young master, Your Highness has given you the order. You two will be our masters in the future. This is what the master asked me to give to you. If there is anything, you can go directly to the prefect's mansion to find him."

When Mrs. Qi opened the box, it turned out to be two silver ingots and some broken silver.

I think it was for her to spend some of her usual expenses.

How can it not be touching if my husband travels thousands of miles to rescue his mother and son after he is in trouble?

"Mother, brother won't be in trouble, right?"

Mrs. Qi's eyelids twitched slightly, "No. I told Your Highness about your elder brother, I believe Your Highness must have a solution."

But she didn't know that everyone was frowning in the study room of the prefect's mansion at this time.

"Qi Yuan, the eldest son of Lord Qi, was originally studying in Liaocheng. Two months ago, after receiving the letter from home, he asked for leave to rush back. But after that, there was no news."

"Can Qi Yuan be a martial artist?"

"Qi Yuan is a fourth-level warrior. At his age, his strength is still very good."

"Since that's the case, I'll send someone to search along the way. Regardless of life and death, I have to give Mrs. Qi an explanation."

"Your Highness, Qi Yuan had had close contacts with a scholar under the Third Prince before."

Qin Zicheng's face darkened, "What do you want to say?"

Song Lun's heart became tight, and the signs of his master's anger were still as nervous as ever.
Chapter completed!