The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 413 Where Did Twilight Sparkle Go?

As night fell, the city of Bianliang was dimly lit.

Qiu Langyu, Leng Feng, and the others sat around in the hall of the post station, the atmosphere heavy and tense.

Qi Yuxuan and Li Cunxu remain unconscious.

But their brows were furrowed, as if they were suffering some kind of torment even in their dreams.

Where exactly did Qiu Ziyue go?

Zhao Wanqing asked softly, her voice trembling slightly.

She looked at the crowd, her eyes filled with worry.

"If she really travels back to the modern era, will we ever see each other again?"

Leng Feng shook his head and sighed:

"Knowing her as I do, she won't leave us easily. Besides, the situation that day was too strange."

If Twilight Sparkle is dead, but now there's news that Zhu Wen is still alive... This is all too strange.

Qiu Langyu remained silent for a moment before speaking:

"I think things are far more complicated than that. Perhaps Qiu Ziyue didn't actually get into trouble, but there's more to the story."

Perhaps she discovered some important clue, or…

He paused, his gaze sweeping across everyone's faces.

"Or perhaps she deliberately concealed her whereabouts."

"Hide your whereabouts?"

Li Cunxu suddenly opened his eyes and weakly interjected.

His face was pale, but his eyes remained sharp.

"You mean, she might be observing something from the shadows?"

Qiu Langyu nodded:

“That’s right. If she is still alive, then the most reasonable explanation is that she is carrying out some kind of plan.”

Zhao Wanqing bit her lip and said softly:

"But why has no one seen her? The villagers built a grave for her and offered sacrifices. Is Ziyue really gone?"

Leng Feng frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Not necessarily. Perhaps Twilight Sparkle did experience danger, and even faced death at one point."

But she survived and chose to live under an assumed name.

At this moment, Qi Yuxuan, who had been silent all along, spoke in a hoarse voice:

“Twilight Sparkle isn’t the kind of person who gives up easily. If she were still alive, she would definitely try to contact us. Unless…”

"Unless what?" Qiu Langyu pressed.

“Unless she is really dead,” Qi Yuxuan said.

"No, Yu Xuan, what nonsense are you talking about?" Li Cunxu shouted.

Seeing that the two men were about to fight again, everyone left to let them calm down.

As the last rays of sunset were swallowed by darkness, a cold wind carrying the chill of late autumn swept through the long street.

Qi Yuxuan and Li Cunxu sat facing each other, with two jugs of strong liquor and several plates of cold dishes on the table.

They drank in silence, each toast seeming like a sacrifice.

"This is the third day since Twilight Sparkle left us."

Qi Yuxuan's voice was low and hoarse, as if each word required all his strength to utter.

"She... doesn't want us anymore."

Li Cunxu did not answer, but poured himself another glass of wine and gulped it down.

The spicy liquid slid down his esophagus, but it couldn't extinguish the burning sensation in his chest.

He put down his wine glass, staring blankly at the dark night outside the window, and murmured:

"Why? Why would she do that?"

No one can answer this question.

Only the cold wind howled in through the window, bringing with it a chilling sensation.

As they drank, the two gradually came to their senses from their grief.

Qi Yuxuan slammed his hand on the table, making a dull thud.

"No! We can't just sit here and wait like idiots!"

His eyes suddenly sharpened.

We must find the answer!

Li Cunxu paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, this can't go on forever. But... who should we ask?"

Qi Yuxuan said through gritted teeth:

"Zhu Wen! He was the only one confronting Zi Yue, and he survived. She was the last person to see Zi Yue!"

At this point, his voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"Let's go to the palace and ask!"

Li Cunxu frowned.

"The Imperial Palace?"

Qi Yuxuan sneered.

"If we don't find out the truth, we'll never be happy in this life!"

Li Cunxu remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

"Alright, let's go! But we must proceed with caution."

The two quickly stood up, the moonlight casting long shadows on their backs, making them appear exceptionally lonely.

Along the way, they avoided patrolling soldiers and stealthily made their way through secluded alleys.

Finally, they arrived at the foot of the high walls outside the imperial city.

The palace in the distance was brightly lit, and the faint sounds of string and wind instruments could be heard.

Clearly, Zhu Wen was still enjoying the wealth and glory he had earned with his blood.

What's the next step?

Li Cunxu asked in a low voice.

Qi Yuxuan looked around and found a towering ancient tree nearby, its branches and leaves so lush that they could almost block out the entire sky.

"Let's go up and check the situation first, then figure out a way to sneak in."

The two flew up into a tall tree and used the leaves as cover to observe the movements below.

Sure enough, the gates of the imperial city were heavily guarded, with dozens of guards standing watch with spears in hand, and patrol teams passing by from time to time.

"This defense is absolutely watertight; it's impossible to succeed by charging in head-on."

Li Cunxu sighed.

Qi Yuxuan narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then said in a low voice:

“I noticed there was a side door over there, and it looked like it was less guarded.”

We can try to sneak in from there; as long as we're quick enough, we shouldn't be detected.

"Okay, let's give it a try."

Li Cunxu nodded, but a vague unease lingered in his heart.

The two quietly flew down from the tree and circled around to the side gate.

Just as Qi Yuxuan had expected, there were indeed only two guards stationed here.

Taking advantage of the moment when one of them turned around to cough, Qi Yuxuan rushed forward quickly.

He held the dagger to the man's neck, while simultaneously signaling Li Cunxu to deal with the other guard.

The whole process was clean and efficient, and it was completed in less than half a minute.

The two quickly took off the guards' armor and put it on themselves, disguising themselves as guards and sneaking into the palace.

The moment they stepped into the palace, Qi Yuxuan and Li Cunxu's hearts began to race.

Meanwhile, in Zhu Wen's palace, the flickering candlelight illuminated a sinister face.

"Zhu Wen!"

Qi Yuxuan gave a low shout, leaped forward, and his long sword gleamed coldly, its sharp tip pressed against Zhu Wen's throat.

"Where did Qiu Ziyue go? What exactly happened that night?"

Li Cunxu gripped his pistol tightly, pointing the muzzle at Zhu Wen's head, his tone icy:

"Speak up now, or I'll blow your head off..."

The songstresses screamed and ran out of the palace.

Zhu Wen's face was pale, and he trembled slightly, but quickly regained his composure.

"I don't know, I really don't know."

His voice was hoarse, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

"What happened that night was so bizarre that I still can't explain it."

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Qi Yuxuan shouted angrily, pushing the knife in his hand forward another inch, almost slicing through Zhu Wen's skin.

"Listen to me!"

To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter! Thank you for reading!