Marquis, We're Here!

Bai Yi was very astonished.

He hurriedly walked to his study.

The imperial edict on the shelf was gone.

He turned to Ye Siming's room and saw that it was so neat that it looked like no one had lived in it before.

He almost hadn't brought any clothes from his wardrobe.

He seemed to have only taken the sword that Bai Yi had given him.

After a while, the attendant in the front courtyard also ran over in a panic. "Master, bad news! The warhorse has disappeared too!"

At this moment, Ye Siming was riding a warhorse and had met up with Censor Zhang at the city gate.

Lord Zhang was a little surprised to see Ye Siming.

He looked behind the youth and asked suspiciously, "Marquis, why did you come alone? Where's General Bai?"

"His wife is very sick. I asked him to stay and take care of her. I'll go with you on this trip."

The youth sat on the back of a horse, his black hair neatly tied up in a golden headgear.