Chapter 2007

Prince Hyman lived abroad more often. When Xiao Yi lived in the palace earlier, he met him, but not many times. On a few occasions, he did not take a close look at Xiao Yi. An adopted child does not belong to the Royal Palace, has nothing to do with this 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 stunned, lowered his eyes, and unconsciously looked in the direction of the small milk bag. The little milk bag is still sitting on the ground. He seems to have been badly hit and has been rubbing his little fart / share. His cry was a little exaggerated, "ouch" and "ouch", and it was a little desolate. If they were not in the palace, Prince Hyman would think of him as a child touching porcelain“ How are you? " A few steps towards him, Prince Hyman extended a hand to him. The little milk bag sat on the ground, just focused on patting the dust on himself, ignoring him. Prince Hyman was probably ignored for the first time. He was such a young child and his face was slightly stiff. When the little milk bag didn't see him, he got up from the ground, patted the folds on his body, paced to Fangchi summer, "Mommy, I'll take you to see your sister!" When he talked with Fang Chi Xia, his lips were slightly tilted, his eyes were curved, and he smiled, especially sweet and warm. Prince Hyman stood not far away and quietly stared at his face. He looked again and again. He felt very familiar. He always felt as if he had seen Xiaoyi somewhere, just as he had seen Fangchi summer time earlier. There is always a feeling of deja vu, but when you think about it carefully, you can't remember it. Prince Hyman stood not far away and stared at his mother and son for a long time, frowning and frowning. Xi Yaheng came here from a distance, came to him, looked in his direction to Fangchi Xia's mother and son, "Dad, what are you looking at?" Prince Hyman regained his mind and lightly waved his thoughts, "nothing, just hit a little fart child." He took a glass of wine from the waiter and handed it to him. He took a glass of wine and sipped it. He seemed to think of something. His light eyes looked up. "By the way, did dad tell you to find someone these years?"“ Not yet, but it's sooner or later to find someone, Dad. Don't worry. " Xi Yaheng comforted lightly, drank up the wine in the cup and turned to other places at the banquet. 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 led Xiao Yi in the direction of the inner hall of the palace. The light came down from her head. Xi Yaheng could only see part of her face. Very clear side face, with an unspeakable temperament, it is clear that the facial features look like the warmth of the girl next door, but the gestures are with a touch of nobility and elegance. Such elegance is generally easier to see in the famous lady Qianjin who enjoys thousands of favors with a golden spoon. However, Fang Chi Xia's life experience is not like this. Xi Yaheng stared at her for a long time. He didn't notice when he finished drinking a whole glass of wine in his hand. Fang Chi Xia didn't seem to notice him here, and disappeared in his sight after holding a small milk bag through the lobby. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.