"Uncle Weng, send someone to inform the master, and say that the young lady has returned."

Feng Huakai was in a good mood, and the things she considered were naturally different, so she casually summoned Huang Weng, the housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and after a pause, she seemed to think of something, and specially instructed:

"Send someone smart, don't make a noise."

Xixi's unexpected disappearance this time is too weird, and Feng Huahua can't guarantee whether it was done by someone familiar around her.

An old man who knew his fate walked over from the crowd, with mottled white hair and a gray cloth shirt, bowed respectfully to Fenghuahua, and glanced at the corner of his eyes with a doting light in his eyes, and hugged his fists in response:

"Yes, ma'am!"

Front office.

"Xixi, sit down."

Immersed in the joy of losing and regaining, Feng Huakai did not see the embarrassment and crampedness of Chaoxi at this time, and touched Chaoxi's cheeks, without the soft touch before, Fenghuakai's face was full of distress.

"My son has lost weight, how long has he been away from his mother's side, how can he lose so much weight? Look at this little face, there are only bones left, how have you lived in the past few months away from your mother's side? Have you ever eaten and slept well? Has anyone bullied Xixi? ”

Seeing that Feng Huakai's eyes were shining, he was about to start crying again, and he subconsciously reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Feng Huakai's eyes.

When I came back to my senses, I was stunned.

Feeling the slight coolness and wetness of his fingertips, he lowered his head to remove the cold light at the bottom of his eyes, and this occasional uncontrollable feeling of his body was really unpleasant.

Suppressing the excited attachment in her heart, she opened her mouth in the morning and evening, but she still couldn't call out the word, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the white figure sitting on the side, and saw Feng Qingzhu shaking her head lightly at her, and she pursed her lips and stopped talking.

The slender fingers tapped the armrest of the wooden chair, Feng Qingzhu spoke gently, and said in a steady and gentle tone:

"Auntie, about the girl, there are some things I need to talk to you and my uncle, and my aunt is mentally prepared."

Hearing this, the phoenix blossom was shocked.

"What's the matter?"

What happened at night? What can happen at night? Could it be that there was something wrong with Xixi's body?

……

Looking at Feng Qingzhu's silent appearance, for a while, Feng Hua seemed to have fifteen buckets of water in her happiness, seven up and eight down, and turned her head, only then did she look at Chaoxi, when she saw Chaoxi's eyes cramped and unfamiliar, her heart sighed.

What's going on?

The waiting time is very anxious.

Fenghua stabilized her mind, but when she didn't find anything, she asked Chaoxi about eating, drinking, living and traveling all the way, but what grievances she had suffered, and checked whether there were any scars on Chaoxi's body.

Stomp ......

A rush of footsteps from far and near, chaotic, into the ears of the three of them, breaking the harmony in the room.

"Xixi is back? But really? ”

Chaoxi's eyes turned to the door with the voice, a man in his thirties and under his forties, crossed the threshold, strode in, a navy blue brocade robe fluttering in the wind, clear facial features, sharp edges and corners, and the eyebrows and eyes were full of unbearable joy.

Seeing the familiar figure on the pear blossom wooden chair, Wen Yueying's depression that had been piling up in her heart suddenly disappeared, and she only felt that the same air was a lot fresher.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back......"

Muttering the same sentence, Wen Yueying's eyes were glued to the morning and night, for fear that if she blinked, the person would disappear in front of her eyes.

Just come back.

Otherwise, this family will be scattered.