Prince Hyman lived abroad more often. He met Xiaoyi when he lived in the palace earlier, but not many times.

A few times, he did not look at Xiaoyi.

An adopted child does not belong to the palace, has nothing to do with the country, and does not deserve his attention.

Now suddenly, Prince Hyman's knee was hit by his soft little body, which made him feel incredibly soft. He was slightly stunned and looked down at the direction of the little milk bag unconsciously.

Xiaonaibao is still sitting on the ground. He seems to have been hit hard and has been rubbing his farts.

His cry is a little exaggerated, "ouch", "ouch", and it's a little bleak.

If they were not in the palace now, Prince Hyman would think of him as a child of touching porcelain.

"How are you?" A few steps towards him, Prince Hyman stretched out a hand to him.

Xiaonaibao is sitting on the ground, just focusing on the dust on her body, ignoring him.

It was probably the first time that Prince Hyman was ignored. He was such a small child, and his face was slightly stiff.

When xiaonaibao didn't see him, she got up from the ground, patted the wrinkles on her body, and walked towards Fangchi Xia, "Mommy, I'll take you to see my sister!"

When he talks with Fang Chi Xia, the corners of his lips are slightly tilted, and his eyes are curved. The way he laughs is very sweet and warm.

Prince Heyman stood not far away, quietly staring at his face, looking at it again and again. He felt very familiar with it.

He always felt as if he had seen Xiaoyi anywhere, just as he had seen Fangchi Xiashi earlier.

There is always a sense of deja vu, but if you think about it carefully, you can't remember it.

Prince Hyman stood not far away, staring at mother and son for a long time, frowning and frowning.

Xi Yaheng came to him from afar and looked in the direction of Fang Chi's mother and son. "Dad, what are you looking at?"

Prince Hyman regained his mind and waved his mind lightly. "Nothing, just a little kid."

He took a glass of wine from the waiter's hand and handed it to him. He took a cup and sipped it. He seemed to think of something. He looked up and said, "by the way, the person dad asked you to find has there been any news in recent years?"

"Not yet, but it's a matter of time before we find someone. Dad doesn't have to worry." Xi Yaheng comforted lightly, drank all the wine in the cup, turned and went to other places on the banquet site.

He paced very slowly, walked a few steps, turned his head, and couldn't help looking in the direction of Fangchi Xia.

Fang Chi Xia leads Xiao Yi to the inner hall of the palace. The light falls from the top of her head. Xi Yaheng can only see part of her face.

Very clear side face, with an indescribable temperament, facial features look like a girl next door warm, but, with a touch of nobility and elegance.

This kind of elegance is easy to be seen in a lady with a golden spoon who enjoys thousands of favours.

However, Fang Chi Xia's life experience is not like this.

Xi Yaheng stared at her for a long time, and he didn't realize that he had drunk the whole glass of wine in his hand.

Fang Chi Xia doesn't seem to notice him here. He leads a small milk bag through the hall and disappears into his view.

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