Ouyang Yixuan glanced at Ximen Yue, who was full of drunkenness, his face was cold, and he walked outside the house to bring a basin of cold water back to the inner room.

Wet the cloth and carefully wipe Bao'er's face.

The little one was full of alcohol, and apparently drank too. The usually white and tender little face is as red as a ripe apple at this time, and it is a little more delicate.

Ouyang Yixuan's eyes were a little colder, Ximen Yue, actually gave a drink to a child who was less than five years old! Still a little girl! Damn it!

Touched by the cold towel, Bao'er was excited, turned over and buried her face in the quilt, refusing to come out.

"Bao'er, it's more comfortable to wipe your face and sleep." Ouyang Yixuan was not very good at coaxing people, especially against an ignorant child, he stiffly spit out a sentence and turned Bao'er's body over.

As soon as the cold towel touched Bao'er, the little guy immediately frowned and hid.

Ouyang Yixuan couldn't wipe his face properly, and he could only stare dryly at the little thing that was facing away from him again.

"Ahem, master, it's still subordinate, right?" Eichi couldn't help but say something.

As a shadow guard, if there is no order from the master, under normal circumstances, they can only be obediently a shadow, they can't show up, they can't be born, even if someone needs to serve, if the master doesn't command, they can't be the masters themselves.

Just looking at the master embarrassed, Ying Yi really couldn't ignore it.

This kind of service should not be done by the master in the first place! Will he? No, it won't!

"Not necessarily." Ouyang Yixuan's eyes were slightly cold, he couldn't even take care of a child? Is this being suspected? Hum!

Ouyang Yixuan frowned and stared at Feng Ziqi for a long time, then suddenly bent down to pick him up and sit on his lap. Ouyang Yixuan sat on the edge of the bed, let Bao'er's face face against his chest, and picked up a wet towel to wipe his face.

The little guy wanted to hide, but the corners of Ouyang Yixuan's mouth rose slightly invisibly.

As soon as the shadow hidden in the shadows saw this scene, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

What the hell, how does he think that the master treats this little girl as a son.

Ouyang Yixuan didn't care about the secret guard's inner complaints, he wiped Bao'er's face, and then wiped his neck and ears.

Rubbing and rubbing, Ouyang Yixuan paused, his eyes staring at the root of Bao'er's ear.

Grunt! Grunt!

A white dove flew into the house from outside, perched on a table, and purred.

Ouyang Yixuan glanced at it and asked Ying Yi to get the letter.

Shadow Yi flashed out of the shadows, grabbed the carrier pigeon on the table, untied a small bamboo tube from his leg, took out the note inside, and handed it to Ouyang Yixuan.

Ouyang Yixuan read the secret letter and said to Ying Yi: "Let Ye Er inform Miss Feng and the Lan family, and tell them that the child is fine, and he will return to the Prime Minister's Mansion safely in an hour." ”

Keichi turned to look for pen and paper.

Ouyang Yixuan lowered his head, and when he saw Bao'er put his finger in his mouth again, he couldn't help but laugh, and took out his hand, and after a while, the little guy put his hand in his mouth again.

The little thing seems to be very protective of food, and it is greedy, is it because his mother didn't let him eat enough? Hungry since childhood?

Ouyang Yixuan, whose thoughts had drifted astray, forgot about the strangeness he had found at a casual glance.

After wiping Bao'er's face and hands, Ouyang Yixuan's robe was wet with water stains in several places, he didn't pay attention to it before, but at this time, he found that his eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Master, my subordinates will bring you clothes."

Ying Yi released the carrier pigeon, and when he turned around, he also saw Ouyang Yixuan's wet clothes, and said boldly.

Ouyang Yixuan nodded.

Ying Yi quickly found a place to put his clothes in the house, and took a green bamboo ink-bottomed brocade robe for Ouyang Yixuan.

As soon as he handed the clothes to Ouyang Yixuan, a surprising scene happened.

I saw Feng Ziqi's little face embarrassed and climbed down from the bed.

"Bo'er, what's wrong with you? Don't move, be careful of falling! ”

"Ahhh Let go! Feng Ziqi collapsed and was furious: "The master is suffocating!" ”

Ouyang Yixuan's face turned red, and he picked up Feng Ziqi and disappeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

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After returning a quarter of an hour, Ouyang Yixuan's face flickered.

Damn, Feng Ruoxi, you dare to lie to me!

Are you sure Boa is your daughter? Hum! Sooner or later, this king will pry your mouth open in a special way!

"Pick up Bao'er and go down the mountain."

Ouyang Yixuan changed into his robe and walked out.

Shadow took Bao'er to her back and followed Ouyang Yixuan out of the inner room.

"Master, what should I do with Prince Ximen?"

"Leave him alone." Ouyang Yixuan's voice was slightly deep, this guy was not serious, he didn't send people back to the house directly, but he brought them to such a remote place and poured wine, it's damn good!

Ying Yi carried Bao'er and Ouyang Yixuan down the mountain together, leaving Ximen Yue alone to sleep in the bamboo house......

Prime Minister's House.

"Shadow Guard, is Bao'er really okay?" Lan Zehai asked urgently.

The others also looked anxious, with a glint of hope in their eyes, hoping that what the Shadow Guard beside King Xuan said was true.

Ying Er was surrounded by so many people, and his face became even colder: "The prince has found Miss Bao'er and is sending him back, I'm afraid you will worry!" ”

"It's okay! It's okay! Lan Zehai breathed a long sigh of relief, and a faint smile appeared on his old face, "I don't know where King Xuan found Bao'er?" But was robbed? Who robbed my baby? Can the prince catch the wicked? ”

A series of questions are thrown at Shadow II.

Leng Ye has always been silent, the other party asked so many questions at once, he didn't know which one to answer, his jaw tightened, and he couldn't say a word.

"Dad, let's wait for King Xuan to come back and ask again, now clean up, the house is too messy, don't slack off King Xuan." Ruoxi went out to find Bao'er, but he hasn't come back yet, I don't know where the person is? Maybe I'm in a hurry. Lan Yukun said.

Lan Zehai nodded: "You go and arrange it, and the house will clean it up." ”

Then he looked at the second child, Lan Yuming: "You hurry up and find Ruoxi and let her come back early." ”

"The prince has sent another person to inform Miss Feng that she should be on the way back and don't have to run again." Kageji interjected.

The Lan family felt strange in their hearts.

Xuan Wangye was too thoughtful, not to mention helping them find the child, but actually sent someone to notify Fuli and Ruoxi respectively.

Strange as strange, no one refuses such kindness.

Lan Zehai invited Ying Er into the mansion to have a cup of tea and waited for King Xuan to come over.

Kageji rejects his hospitality and leaves. As soon as he left on his front foot, Feng Ruoxi came back on his back foot.

"Grandpa, why are you all outside?" Feng Ruoxi asked with a wistful expression.

Lan Zehai explained to her. Feng Ruoxi's face became more and more pale.

King Xuan really wants to send his son back!

She was looking for Ximen Yue, but found nothing, and met King Xuan's shadow guard and told her that her son had been found.

Feng Ruoxi was instantly shocked into a cold sweat.

I didn't expect my son to meet him so soon.

That man is really interested, will he know something? Otherwise, how could he find his son one step faster than others? Is this what they call telepathy between father and son?

I don't know what Feng Ziqi's first reaction was on the first day of the stinky boy? Will the fact of wearing a mask be exposed? What to do? What to do?

These questions lingered in her mind along the way, and she almost couldn't breathe.

I really wonder if this is providential? But no matter what, the son can't be snatched away, no one can! Boa's biological father can't either!

Feng Ruoxi waited anxiously at the gate for half an hour, and a carriage came galloping and came into view.

Feng Ruoxi's spirit was shocked, and she looked intently, it was Ying Yi who drove the carriage!

My son has finally returned safely!