Shen Yijue and Han Yanliang sat at the stern of the boat.

He rubbed the ring of the sun, moon and stars: "The past is vivid. But I can't hate him. The father said that if he was lucky enough to find him this time, he would take him home no matter what. Xiaoxiao ......"

He looked hesitantly at the cold smoke.

Han Yan sneered lightly: "I don't plan to marry you, what does it matter to me if he can't go home?" I didn't come here for Shen Yichao, but for my goddaughter. ”

Shen Yijue lowered his head.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly held Han Yanliang's hand: "If you still hate him, after you get married, I will take you out of the Shen Mansion." ”

Han Yanliang retracted his hand and sat down on the side of the boat wearily.

In the cabin, Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou were sitting together, playing cards with Jiang Suihan and his wife, it was Jiang Suihan who made a thing, and it was said that it was called Dou Landlord.

It's just that the four of them are a little absent-minded, and they will secretly look at the bow of the boat from time to time.

If you can't find the little princess here......

What should I do about the Nanjia Xiaowu?

Nan Baoyi didn't notice their prying eyes, and was looking forward to it.

The rush of water splashed her skirt, and she felt cold, and a warm coat was draped over her shoulders.

Xiao Yi took her little hand, looked down at her, and smiled with thin lips.

Nan Baoyi raised her head, smiled sweetly in return, and leaned on his shoulder dependently.

……

A few days ago.

Shen Yichao jumped off the side of the boat, dived into the water like a white fish, and hugged the swaddling baby in time.

The undercurrent swept in, and he didn't have time to react before he was swept deeper into the bottom by the current.

When I woke up, I was already in this palace with thousands of lights.

The palace is like a dragon palace built of glass, only faintly you can see countless underground rivers running outside, and the farther place is dark and dark, and you can't see anything clearly.

He was shocked and frightened, and wanted to take Xiao Mingyue out of here, but found that the palace was full of gossip formations, which were more profound than what he had learned in his life, and no matter how many corridors he walked through, he would eventually return to the original point.

Here, there is no way out at all!

He sank down to observe the palace, the walls of the palace were full of strange smears, and the time scale was also drawn, and he vaguely recognized the handwriting of Yu Chi Qinghuan.

He remembered that more than 20 years ago, Wei Chi Qinghuan was thrown into the river by his aunt.

Could it be that Wei Chi Qinghuan had been here back then?

He's been here for twenty-six years!

In the center of the palace is a program table, on which there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones, as if someone once read and wrote here.

He sat down behind the desk and flipped through the pale gold bibliography.

The word "Vena Shu" clearly catches your eye.

"Hetu Luoshu?"

He was surprised.

He remembered that when he was in Luoyang City, Xiao Sui had been looking for these two treasures, but he didn't expect that these two things would be suppressed in the south.

He flipped through a few pages, and the contents of the book were so inscrutable that he couldn't understand them for a while.

Not to mention that now is not the time to look into this.

Shen Yichao exhaled and touched the little face in the swaddling clothes, the little guy cried hard, but he didn't know how to coax.

In the days that followed, he tried to find a way out, but he still had no clue.

The only thing that is fortunate is that this place is like a dragon palace where the gods live, and strangely does not feel hungry or thirsty.

He had nothing to do, so he relied on the time scale left by Wei Chi Qinghuan to calculate how many days had passed since he fell into the water every day, and as time passed, he knew that the longer it dragged on, the lower the probability that he and Xiao Mingyue would be rescued, but he was helpless about it.

And the little one doesn't like him either.

She was three months old, and she spent her days playing with her fingers, and when she saw him coming, she immediately pouted and tried to turn over with all her strength.

It's just that she can't turn over yet, and her movements are very clumsy.

Shen Yichao kept a calm face, and reached out to pinch her tender little face: "Where am I sorry for you, asking you to shake my face?" I was involved by you to come to this ghost place, and I don't know if there will be a chance to go out in the future. My future has been ruined by you. ”

The little clown opened her dark eyes and spat a bubble at him.

Contempt is significant.

Shen Yichao was also laughed at angrily: "At a young age, I don't learn from your father, but I have learned your aunt's temper ten out of ten......"

After scolding, his tone was gloomy: "Also, where do I have a future now." ”

Ryugu is uninteresting.

Shen Yichao gently held the little guy's fingers, and his eyes were much softer.

Fortunately, with Xiao Mingyue, he will not be so lonely here.

He took the little guy in his arms and reopened the "Vena Book".

Before he could look at it for a moment, he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance.

Someone is talking: "I said that I learned Qimen gossip quite well, look, isn't this coming in?" You've always looked down on me, huh! ”

"Little cousin, all the forks in the road are clearly decided by you rolling the dice, and I haven't seen you rehearse any Qimen gossip."

"That's the intuition and precision, and it's also a craft! You can't learn it yet! ”

The sound was getting closer.

Shen Yichao immediately stood up with the swaddling clothes in his arms, lest the voice just now be an illusion, and quickly walked a few steps forward.

Soon, Nan Baoyi and his party appeared in his sight.

Everyone was stunned at the same time.

Nan Baoyi stared at the swaddling clothes tightly, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly bent his eyes and stepped forward quickly, his voice was crisp and sweet, full of joy: "Little ugly!" ”

As if knowing that A-Niang was coming, the little guy stopped crying, and couldn't help but show a sweet smile, and even his eyes were a little brighter.

Shen Yichao let go of his hand.

He looked at Nan Baoyi and Xiao Mingyue for a while, and then looked at Shen Yijue and Han Yanliang.

Yanyan didn't give him a straight look, and went to see Xiao Mingyue with a smile.

Brother stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, paused for a moment, and finally couldn't help but hug him into his arms, and his voice was low: "After this incident, go back to Chang'an with me." Father is for you, and your temples are white. ”

Shen Yichao was silent and said softly, "Brother forgot?" As early as when I was in Luoyang, I was removed from my family. I have done so many wrong things, what face do I have to go back to Chang'an? ”

Shen Yijue's face was gloomy: "With the Shen family here, who dares to say that you are not half a sentence?" is that you will no longer be an official in the future, and the Shen family will support you, which is more than enough. ”

On the other side of the hall, Xiao Yi, Nan Baoyi and others were busy taking care of the little clown.

Ning Wanzhou stared at the Shen family brothers, and there was ruthlessness in her eyebrows.

The death of his father and mother is inseparable from the bastard Shen Yichao......

Before everyone could react, he had already smashed a punch into Shen Yichao's face!

Shen Yichao took a few steps back in embarrassment, his mouth covered with blood.

Shen Yijue hurriedly protected him behind him, stared at Ning Wanzhou's hand on the handle of the knife, frowned, and said, "For the sake of the Shen family's face, can Grandpa Guo let my brother go?" ”

Ning Wanzhou paused word by word, and the killing intent appeared: "It's impossible!" ”

Shen Yijue was about to say something, but Shen Yichao pushed him away.

He covered the wound on his cheek: "It's easy to get in here, but it's not easy to get out." What's the account, at least until we all get out, it's not too late. I know that I have sinned deeply, and when the time comes, I will kill or chop up, and I will listen to you. ”

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Momda

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