The hunting grounds were located north of Shengjing, about two or three days' journey.
As soon as Jun Anche settled in, he summoned Jun Fuying again.
"Still no news of Lingqiu?" Jun Anche's expression was displeased. Qian Xingzhi's prophecy made him uneasy; if only Xie Lingqiu were here to patrol for him, it would set his mind at ease.
Jun Fuying forced calm: "In reply, Your Majesty, I have sent people to hasten the search for his whereabouts..."
"It's the same few words every time," Jun Anche snorted coldly. "Out of the blue, where could he have gone?"
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