Qin Yu frowned: "But Your Majesty--"

Ou Ruoqinghan raised his hand: "Someone will be more anxious to find someone than you. If you want to do it, help him find someone first."

Qin Yu read this in his mind and understood that Ou Ruoqinghan's meaning was that besides Qi Ye, the old guys of the Holy See would also look for Ye Weilan and the others. If the other party took the lead, Ye Weilan and Ye Yan would fall into their hands, the result would definitely be very unpleasant.

"Your Majesty, Qin Yu doesn't understand. You seem to know who caught the princess..."

Ou Ruoqinghan did not deny it, with deep eyes: "He will not attack them, but he will never let them live a good life. Those old guys should have already known their general direction at this time. This is another life-and-death game...you go..."

Qin Yu was a little confused when he heard this. Seeing that Ou Ruoqinghan was obviously unwilling to say more, he had to turn around and go out.

As soon as he left, Xiaoxue ran out of the hall. She was white and fat, and her little face was filled with a happy smile. No matter how gloomy the mood was, she could immediately become very good when she saw this little baby: "Grandpa~"

Ou Ruoqinghan caught the rushing dumpling and pinched his face: "What's wrong?"

"Mommy said that when she comes back tomorrow, Xiaoxue will show her written words to her. She will definitely praise Xiaoxue~" The little girl proudly took out a written copybook.

Ou Ruoqinghan glanced at him and saw a full of caterpillars and dog crawling styles. He was sure that the little girl didn’t have many literary and artistic cells.

All the literary and artistic cells of Ye Mama have been inherited by her son. Except for her soft and cute IQ, this milk bag has no obvious advantages. Her brother, who is one year older than her, has one dozen advantages.

He chuckled her head with a chuckle: "It's well written."

Xiaoxue bent her big eyes and hunched in Ou Ruoqinghan's arms, feeling aggrieved: "Grandpa, Xiaoxue misses her mother. She goes to see her brother and doesn't take Xiaoxue with her..."

"Didn't your mom say you're back tomorrow?" He gently stroked the child's soft silk, and his deep eyes were covered with a hint of depression: "Wait."

The little girl nodded obediently and bleated twice as if she was a little Mianyang: "Grandpa, can you play with Xiaoxue for a while?"

"good."

He picked up the little girl and went to the back hall.

...

Ye Weilan and Ye Yan stayed in the room all morning and were silent all morning.

The shadow of those hands last night kept shaking in front of my eyes.

That's a...undescribable feeling...

But they were still immersed in the strange feeling brought by their hands for the last second, and fell into the water the next second, and fell to this point. It was really...

There was a knock on the door outside, and Ye Yan said, "I'll go and have a look."

She carefully opened the door and was the prison guard who delivered the food. She handed over two plastic food boxes without any expression.

Ye Yan closed the door, took it over, and gave Ye Weilan one.

From last night to now, they have been hungry for nearly a day, and it is time to replenish their energy.

Lunch was very simple, a white flour steamed bun, a bowl of green vegetables and radish, two or three slices of meat. Ye Weilan picked all the meat to Ye Yan and slowly ate the steamed bun.

"This prison can move freely, and we can't sit still and wait for death," said Ye Weilan. "We have to go out and take a walk in the afternoon."

Ye Yan said "um" gently.
Chapter completed!