I'm here to find my son

"Okay." Master Hou handed Nan Zimu a lantern, "Let's find it together."

"Look separately." Nan Zimu took the lantern silently, and ran all the way towards the dark place.

Li Xingzhi naturally knew that it would be more efficient to search separately, but he was really worried about leaving Nan Zimu alone, so he turned his head and ordered Song Ci, who also came over, to search in another direction, while he himself went in the direction of Nan Zimu followed.

Wang Dahu is wild, he doesn't usually like to sleep on the bed, if he can climb to a high place, he will definitely not sleep in a low place, so he probably sleeps on some tall tree or the roof of some house now.

And Hongyu likes to turn into a prototype at first, and then sleeps at the end of Nan Zimu's bed. After being kicked out of bed by Nan Zimu unconsciously several times, Hongyu doesn't want to go to Nan Zimu's bed anymore, so now Even she doesn't know where to build a nest to take a nap.

However, even though these two monsters were not in the house, they would not run out of the courtyard. Given the sensitivity of Hongyu and Wang Dahu's noses, if someone came in and took away Huanxi, it was unlikely that they would not be able to find out.

Could it be that they were killed too?

Nan Zimu's heart rushed along with the steps under his feet, and the cold wind hit his forehead and the tip of his nose. Because he was only wearing a single shirt, Nan Zimu's whole body became cold.

The body is cold, but the brain is hot.

"Father..." Xiao Huanxi, wearing only a moon-white undershirt, stood not far away and whispered to Nan Zimu with a guilty conscience.

Nan Zimu paused for a while, and then ran towards Huanxi. He squatted down expressionlessly, and hugged Xiao Huanxi tightly.

At first, he was only looking for joy in his heart, and he didn't notice the coolness of the autumn night's frost and cold dew, but now his brain is no longer hot, and the surrounding air-conditioning immediately eroded into his skin.

Hou Ye didn't know that Nan Zimu, who had always been lazy, could run at such a speed, and it took him a lot of effort to finally catch up with him.Li Xingzhi hurriedly took off his coat and wrapped it around Nan Zimu.

Nan Zimu indifferently pulled off his coat and wrapped it around Huanxi's body.

"Why did you come out alone?" Nan Zimu hugged him for a while, then suddenly let go, and asked coldly.

"I...I." Xiao Huanxi tightly pinched the large robe that Nan Zimu wrapped around him.

Although Nan Zimu was usually indifferent to him, he was expressionless when he was in the sky. Huanxi saw him put on such a stinky face in vain, and was too scared to speak at all.

Nan Zimu almost growled at him: "What are you? You can't even speak clearly. I taught you for nothing?"

Li Xingzhi put his palm lightly on Nan Zimu's shoulder, acting as a peacemaker between the two for the first time: "Well... Huanxi is still young, don't scare him."

"Speak." Nan Zimu stared blankly at Huanxi's shiny black eyes, "Why did you come out by yourself at night?"

There were tears in Xiao Huanxi's eyes, but they didn't fall. He raised his arm sideways and pointed to the sheets not far away. Nan Zimu and Li Xingzhi's eyes fell on it.

Hou Ye frowned slightly, gently lifted the robe wrapped around Xiao Huanxi's body, and touched his bare thigh again.

"Sure enough." Li Xingzhi couldn't help but said.

Nan Zimu said impatiently: "So what? Li Chengyan, are you dumb? Do you want your father to help you translate your sign language?"

No one has ever taught the mountain god how to raise children. He heard that boys can't be petted, so he usually treats him coldly; That kind of pinching your face and butt doesn't count.

I have never hit before, and I have never scolded with real bullets a few times. It is the first time that the expression and voice are as fierce as this meeting.

"Father, I'm sorry." Huanxi's well-suppressed tears rolled down when he spoke, "I wet the quilt."

He continued incoherently: "I dreamed that I was running to find the toilet, and finally my father carried me to the latrine, and then... I thought, I thought it was true, only to realize when I woke up, woo..."

"I was afraid that my father would be angry, so I took the quilt apart, and wanted to drag it to the well to wash it, but..." Huanxi suddenly woke up and dozed off halfway, and found that even if he had the ability to wash the quilt, Nanzi As soon as Mu came back, he still found that the quilt was missing.

Li Xingzhi had already started to hold back his laughter. Nan Zimu brewed his emotions for a while, and laughing outright might ruin his serious aura just now, so he got up and shook his back to joy in the dark for a while.

Then he turned back calmly, coughed a few times and said, "Cough... so you just wet the bed?"

Song Ci and Hongyu, who had just rushed over, just heard Nan Zimu's words. The heartless Hongyu didn't care about Xiao Huanxi's face, so she stood still and started laughing, and said in an eloquent way : "I thought something serious happened, it turned out that Xiao Shizi wet the bed."

This rabbit spirit has a male duck voice, and it is fine when speaking normally, but when it is tuned up, the volume is unconsciously raised.

Xiao Huanxi was blushing and guilty at first, but when Hongyu pointed it out so loudly, she burst into tears immediately.

Nan Zimu picked up Huanxi, and threw Hongyu a kick, "Shut up, I'm afraid that Huanxi will dream of a group of ducks calling in his ears at night."

"You're venting your anger." Hongyu demonstrated very well what it means to be noisy when one person is a hundred, "I was taken out of the nest in the middle of the night, and I ran over without saying a word, and you didn't even say thank you, my lord." Forget it, hit me."

Nan Zimu said irritably, "Honey, you're still dreaming, right? Go back to your grass nest."

The two scolded each other inexplicably for a while, and Li Xingzhi acted as a peacemaker between them again, but he was helplessly ridiculed by the united front of both sides.Fortunately, Hou Ye has a good temper and doesn't want to argue with them.

The two were tired of cursing, so Li Xingzhi and Song Ci were alone, and sent both of them back to the room.

"Then I'll go first." Li Xingzhi stood in front of Nan Zimu's door for a few seconds, and then reluctantly said.

Nan Zimu freed a hand and pulled him in: "Help me put on the quilt first, I'm not very good at..."

Xiao Zhen may be asleep now, and his room is far away, Nan Zimu doesn't want to disturb him.

"No." Li Xingzhi said softly, "I still have some things to deal with, and I'll be right back. If you can't wait, you can go to Xiaozhen first..."

Nan Zimu didn't let go, just looked at him lazily: "Master Hou is looking for Song Ci, right? He should have been knocked out by Hongyu now."

Li Xingzhi said: "Well... how do you know... besides, you were just with Hongyu, and you didn't..." At this point, Lord Hou shut up. A few unidentified words similar to dialect.

Nanzimu let go, first stuffed Huanxi, who was wrapped in Li Xingzhi's robe, on the bed, and then took a small blanket to cover him up, and then said: "Otherwise, Lord Hou thinks I'm fine with Hongyu at night. What are you arguing about?"

Li Xingzhi said, this is obviously in line with your style.

"Song Ci is Song Yili's son after all. Even if they don't see each other a few times a year, blood is thicker than water, so it's hard to guarantee that he won't turn against him." Royal people’s brains are grown to eat, drink, and scatter? If Hou Ye deals with Song Ci now, I’m afraid everyone will have run away, it’s true—eating/shit can’t keep up with the heat.”

"..."

Hou Ye knew that he was still soft-hearted about Song Ci, so he had nothing to say and could only remain silent.

After a while, Nan Zimu dug out the bedding from the box, piled it on the bed and fiddled with it for a long time, even putting a pillow on it made Nan Zimu sweat all over.

"Let me do it." Hou Ye stared at it for a while and found that Nan Zimu didn't know how to make a bed, but he didn't know it at all.

Nan Zimu threw another pillow to him: "Then I will trouble Lord Hou."

Nan Zimu leaned on the chair beside him and took a few sips of cold tea: "So what does Lord Hou plan to do with Mr. Song?"

Li Xingzhi said seriously: "The death of Marquis Pingyang has an unclear relationship with him, and the death of the second prince, Song Yili can't be cleared up. It's really dangerous to keep him by his side."

"However, he followed me in the toilet and knew my details. Moreover...the military attache in the court at least said that at least one-third of them were bought by officials, and the other third were the second-generation officials who were not worthy of their names. I don't know which party I belong to..."

Without Song Ci, there are very few people Li Xingzhi can use. Although Song Ci is young, he can be regarded as one of the best talents among the group of wimps.

Hou Ye didn't avoid Song Ci just now, but also to test his attitude. Under his observation, Song Ci seemed a little hesitant and a little entangled.

Anyway, it doesn't look like a party.

So Lord Hou planned to tie him up and lock him up protectively until he was no longer dangerous.

As a result, Nan Zimu was already one step ahead of him.

"So you royals have grown their heads to eat, drink, and scatter. Do you have to wait until the party members of the court and the central government collude into a spider web before you start to polish your eyes?"

"Hmm... I might not be able to be a good emperor." Li Xingzhi discovered recently that he is more addicted to one person and one family than the beautiful rivers and mountains. .

Although Nan Zimu never took off the surname that Hou Ye thought was redundant when he called him.

Nan Zimu moved the chair over and couldn't help punching Lord Hou in the back. He didn't use much force, but Li Xingzhi was still a little stunned.

Nan Zimu was like a father teaching a child, and said solemnly: "I begged you madly, do you have any ambition? If you say a few words about you being stupid, you will quit. If you quit, how can you go back to the sky? If you can't go back to the sky, How do you keep your promise? You're not a child anymore, do you still want me to coax you?"

Li Xingzhi was inexplicably aggrieved by his scolding. Fortunately, Nan Zimu gave him a stick and a sweet date. He then gently pinched Li Xingzhi's wrist and said not very gently: "Li Xingzhi, cheer up, if you can If we pass the tribulation smoothly and fulfill our promise, then maybe we can still have a chance.”

Nanzi Muzhen coaxed.Hou Ye's heart trembled, and he felt that what he had received was not just one sweet date, but thousands of them, so many that he would bury his whole body, so sweet that Hou Ye felt that he was being carried into a honey pot Go and roll around.

He said 'it's still possible', rounding it up to like himself.Hou Ye was satisfied with his imagination, and almost laughed out loud.