creasingly felt that this Third Prince had some ulterior motives, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He began to worry about the safety of the Crown Prince.But the Third Prince said, "Have yo...The maidservant carried the child up.

She was exquisitely beautiful, with large, captivating eyes like black grapes. Her expression was so forlorn that she looked like she could be crying into a bottle. Across from her sat a tall man with a handsome and stern face. His dark eyes stared intently at her.

I couldn't help but cry again: "I want my father, I want my father."

"Villain, villain."

He refused to leave, clinging to his maid and constantly demanding his father.

The man frowned, gesturing for the maid to bring the child over. He took the child into his arms with one hand. "What are you crying for"

The child in his arms was slightly stunned, as if sensing that the other party was a bit frightening, became even more wronged, and couldn't help but wipe away tears and say: "I want father..."

"Who is your father" the other person inquired.

He grabbed her hand without any gentleness.

"Father is just father." Even the little prince knew his status was special, and after a long silence, all he could manage to say was this.

The man let out a sneer. "Didn't your father have a name"

The little prince didn't like this person very much, he kept his mouth tightly shut and wouldn't speak.

The man narrowed his eyes and looked down at the people below, saying: "Go out and inquire, these days, has anyone lost a child Especially those from wealthy families."

He reached out with his large hand, pinching the child's face, finding it soft and squishy.

The little prince missed his father a bit. His father wouldn't treat him this way. His father was always very gentle.

He couldn't help but shed tears again.

The man couldn't help but tsk: "Why are you crying"

The little prince was taken aback.

"You're a bad person," she said, dabbing at her tears.

"If I were a bad man, I would have killed you already." The man said in a calm voice, "Don't cry anymore."

Those underlings found it rather strange. Their boss had always disliked anyone getting close to him, and his temperament was notoriously unpredictable. But now, he allowed a little baby to sit on him, not only that, but he was also incredibly patient.

If it were in the past, I would have already given this baby to someone else.

But seriously, this baby kind of looks like the head of the household.

One subordinate couldn't help but speak up.

while others stared at him with a look of utter madness.

He suddenly realized he might have said something wrong, and awkwardly rubbed his nose.

The man remained silent, his gaze fixed on the baby. He couldn't help but frown.

As soon as he saw this little baby, he felt an inexplicable urge to get close to it.

But the other person was afraid of him and didn't dare let him hold them.

The little prince sensed the man in his arms appraising him and couldn't help but move.

The man narrowed his eyes and asked again, "How did you lose it"

The little prince thought about it again and wanted to cry.

He swallowed and said, "Firecrackers..."

But if the other party asked anything else, he refused to say another word.

The man pinched his little face, his expression unreadable. "At such a young age, you already know what to say and what not to say."

The man nonchalantly said, "If you don't tell me where you live, how can I send you home"

The little prince said tearfully, “...My home is in the capital. If you send me back, my father will thank you.”

The man frowned. "Are you in Beijing"

They are quite a distance from the capital city.

The little prince nodded, and couldn't help but say with a touch of anticipation: "My father will give you silver."

"If I didn't want your silver"

The man said in a low voice.

His eyes looked terrifying at first glance.

The little prince also thought so, he couldn't help but want to move away, but he noticed that the other party had held his little butt, and frowned: "What are you doing."

He shook his head sadly.

The little prince finally ate a bit at noon, then slept soundly.

"Go investigate the day of the lantern festival."

A man spoke.

The subordinate nodded upon receiving the order and descended the mountain.

.,....

After the little prince went missing, Ning Shu didn't dare to disturb the palace at all.

What scares me is that someone might take advantage of this.

He had a pale face, living in constant fear and anxiety, dispatching people to secretly investigate.

Finally, there's some news.

"Your Majesty, that day a carriage left the city gates, I fear it is related to the young prince."

Ning Shu suddenly stood up: "Investigate this for me."

Two days later.

...There's new information: "The little prince has been found..."

....

The little prince has been a bit down lately.

He thought his father would definitely find him, but after waiting for a long time, his father didn't come.

That tall man kept looking at him, though sometimes he was a little menacing, he also brought him some fun.

The little prince gradually let down his guard.

"When will you take me home" asked the little prince.

The man's eyes locked onto him, his voice low and husky, "Since you won't tell me anything about what happened, how can I send you back"

The little prince refused to speak. He lowered his head and played with the balls.

The man found it a bit amusing. The little girl looked beautiful and delicate, but who knew, her vigilance was no less than anyone else's.

He held the baby in his arms, feeling a wave of tenderness wash over him.

His subordinates all say he looks like this milk baby.

He glanced at her nonchalantly, his heart skipping a beat. He spoke softly, "What was your father like"

The little prince couldn't help but raise his face: "My father... my father, is the best person in the world."

He almost called for his father.

I couldn't help but reach out and cover my mouth.

The man naturally noticed his little gesture, his eyes darkening slightly.

But the young prince did not notice.

"Where's your mother"

The man pinched his delicate face, and continued to ask in a low voice.

The little prince looked a little sad. He was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "I don't have a mother."

The man said quietly, “Everyone in the world has a mother. Why don't you”

The little prince wanted to cry again: "I also want a mother, but my mother wasn't with me when I was little."

He looked at him, his eyes deep and questioning: "Never told you by your father"

The little prince shook his head.

When the emperor mentions his empress, he falls into a trance.

It looks sad.

The little prince didn't want to make his father sad, so he tried to rarely mention his mother. Although sometimes, he really missed his mother.

The man stroked his little nose and said, "What did your father look like"

The little prince looked at him, hesitated for a moment, then said in a small voice, “It’s beautiful.”

"Father is very handsome."

"She is the most beautiful person I've ever seen.".7 meters tall, just a bit shorter than Mr. Qi."....The orange cat has lived at home for a while now. Besides when it sees Qi Jun, it still tends to avoid him, but it has gotten much more used to Lia...