Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

The auntie stared at Yun Bixue with sympathy and said, “Miss, you can ask for help from the political department’s rescue teams. They are much stronger in numbers than you alone. If it’s not possible, you can ask for help from the Majesties too.”

Yun Bixue fell silent for a while. Indeed, she could have done that, but she did not dare to approach them. She had analyzed the situation and concluded that if the officials in the political departments really cared about her husband, they would not have sent him, the Minister of State Affairs, over here either.

It was obvious that someone wanted to use this opportunity to take his life.

If she really asked them to send people to look, what if they tried to harm Xie Limo instead? To be honest, she did not want to take that risk.

Furthermore, in the imperial family now, Majesty Kang was seeking to consolidate all the power. The situation was not looking good at the moment, so no one dared to openly oppose Majesty Kang either.

Yun Bixue could understand what they were thinking. As someone who wanted the throne, they would rather kill someone who was not of use to them.

She knew that searching alone would be like finding a needle in a haystack. She also knew that it was foolish to search in this way. However, she could not think of any other way to do it. Sometimes, one’s emotions can override one’s rationality.

Yun Bixue sucked in her breath and said, “Auntie, he’s my husband. I have a feeling that I will definitely be able to find him.”

“Argh. Young lady, the temperatures are really low in the mountains. It will be very dangerous if you go there. Also, do you know which path to take?”

“Auntie, I have some clues here. I know the paths he took before, so I’ll just walk along those to look for him.”

The auntie heaved a huge sigh and said, “What a devoted child.”

Yun Bixue only smiled bleakly. She continued walking forward. Just as she was about to enter the mountain area, that auntie caught up with her and said, “Miss, don’t go in like this first. We have someone here who’s very familiar with the mountainous area. I’ll bring you to ask him and see if he can bring you into the mountains first.”

Yun Bixue said with gratitude, “Thank you, Auntie.”

“There’s no need to stand on formalities with me. Actually, I don’t want to hide it from you. You reminded me of my own daughter and son-in-law.”

“Ah? They?”

“Don’t worry, they’re fine. Sincerity splits metal and rocks. The two of them stayed by each other faithfully, so they were able to overcome all kinds of trouble.”

Hearing the auntie’s words of comfort made Yun Bixue really moved. The two of them chatted for a while and came to know that this auntie was Liu Guihua. She and her husband opened a shop together to earn a living. She had a daughter and a son-in-law as well who were working in the city nearby.

The reason why she wanted to help her was because she thought of her own daughter. When there was a tsunami, her daughter insisted on going with the rescue teams. They set out on a small boat and searched continuously in the vast sea. Her son-in-law held onto a drifting log and stayed afloat. He did not let go even though he was still a little unconscious. However, he was still washed away by the waves. The rescue team did not find him. It was her daughter who eventually found and saved him from the waters after searching persistently for him.

Yun Bixue was moved by the power of such love, and she became even more determined to look for her husband.

When she followed that auntie and found that uncle, the uncle advised Yun Bixue that there could be a small snow avalanche if she ventured into the mountains now. Although it was a small one, it was still fatal.

Yun Bixue immediately took out her cash and cards from her bag and said, “Uncle, as long as you can help me, I’ll give you all these. I know you guys don’t care for these things, but I really have no other way of asking you guys to help me now. He is my husband, and I can’t live without him.”

Yun Bixue was on the verge of tears, but she held it in. She could not cry in front of other people.

That uncle was a kind soul too. He answered, “Young lady, this is not about money. It’s up to the mountain god! There’s a mountain god here!”

At that moment, Yun Bixue realized that the villagers, who were born and raised here, still believed and made offerings to these gods and spirits.