CHAPTER 1988: CHAPTER 1990: PLEADING IN TEARS

He planned to go to the Capital Prefecture Governmental Office and have the people inside thoroughly investigate how the Ye Family’s child could have been kidnapped, and whether this was really a kidnapping or a scheme orchestrated by the Ye Family themselves.

Just as he stepped out of the mansion, he encountered Yang Chuxia, who knelt before him, tears streaming down her face.

"Prince, I beg you to save my son!"

"He has been kidnapped by a gang of grave robbers. I’ve heard they are extremely vicious and will surely kill my son. I beg you to send people to help find my son."

"Even if you don’t do it for the Ye Family’s sake, please do it for the sake of Secondary Consort Yang."

"Please, I’m begging you!!"

He had never seen Yang Chuxia like this, crying so miserably, with her forehead red and swollen from bowing too hard.

"Why is heaven so cruel? One of my children is sick, and the other is missing. How am I supposed to live like this?"

"Heaven is unfair!!"

Listening to her wailing, Prince Le felt a headache coming on.

"Alright, alright, I’ll have someone look into it. What’s the big deal? It’s just a missing child, and you still have three more. What’s there to be afraid of?"

His words were so harsh that Yang Chuxia forgot to cry, feeling as if something was stuck in her throat.

Without paying her any more attention, Prince Le left with his entourage.

Yang Chuxia looked at his back and sneered inwardly. He really was a good-for-nothing; to him, losing a child was like losing an object.

She stood up, dusted off her clothes, and left.

By the time Yang Dongxue came out, there was no sign of Yang Chuxia.

Back at Prince An’s Mansion, Yang Chuxia immediately had Ming Lan bring water to wash her face. In order to cry, she had applied chili juice around her eyes, which were now burning painfully.

"Madam, don’t be too sad. The young master will surely be found."

Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia burst into tears once more.

Ming Lan was so startled she didn’t know what to do.

"Madam, please don’t cry. The young master has already sent people to look; surely he will be found."

"Those wretched grave robbers, why did they have to kidnap our young master?"

Yang Chuxia couldn’t stop crying, Ming Lan wiped her tears, and the other maids were also downcast. By the time Ye Zi’an returned to the mansion, the entire place felt gloomy.

"Young Master, you’re back just in time. Please try to comfort Madam; she’s been like this ever since returning from Prince Le’s Mansion."

Ye Zi’an glanced at Yang Chuxia, who was sitting in the chair with her head hanging low, and his heart twitched.

"Alright, you all can leave now!"

Once everyone had left, the person in the chair immediately lifted her head, "So, what’s going on with Lele?"

"Don’t worry, I’ll tell you slowly." Ye Zi’an sighed, pressing her back into the chair, "Lele is safe now, taken to the north with Ye Er..."

As it turned out, the gang of grave robbers was real, encountered by chance. When they took Lele, Ye Er, who had been secretly following, chased after them and rescued Lele.

When Ye Zi’an arrived, he had Ye Yi and others help eliminate the remaining grave robbers.

After dealing with the situation and burying the bodies, Ye Er and his group took Lele away, while Ye Zi’an returned with Ye Yi and the others, pretending they hadn’t found Lele.

As for Yang Chuxia’s wailing at the gate of Prince Le’s Mansion, it was orchestrated by Ye Zi’an. Yang Chuxia knew little of the details involved.