Crazy criticism of powerful ministers, he always pretends to be a good person

Chapter 207 Discovery
Xiao Ji's intuition fell asleep for a long time, and when he woke up, his mind was a little unclear.

Xu Yan said: "Today is the third day, the prince is too weak."

Xiao Ji endured the discomfort, sat up with the help of the bed, and asked slowly: "Have you found any news about the princess?"

"Go back to the prince, not yet, Liuyun and the others are still investigating, and they should be able to find out information about the princess soon." Xu Yan said.

Xiao Ji frowned, there is no news of Xiao'er yet, where is she?
Thinking that it was the Fu family who took Xiao'e away, I felt a fire in my heart.

If it wasn't for the Fu family, why would Xiao'er leave him without saying a word?
Xiao Ji clenched his fists, regretting that he hadn't dealt with the Fu family sooner.

Otherwise, Xiao'er would not leave him.

Xu Yan was afraid that the prince would force himself to look for the concubine again, so he said: "Prince, you are weak, you should eat and rest first, and leave the matter of finding the concubine to your subordinates."

After sleeping for three days, Xiao Ji is really hungry, even if he has no appetite, he still has to eat, otherwise how can he have the energy to find Xiao'er?

"Meal preparation."

"It's the prince." Xu Yan strode out.

After finishing the meal, Xiao Ji changed into casual clothes.

Xu Yan's face was full of worries, the prince's body had not recovered yet, and he was going to be busy again, he was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it.

However, the prince did not listen.

Xu Yan was helpless, waited for the prince to change his clothes, and walked out of the inn together.

After several days of high temperature, it rained last night, which made it cooler.

This is also the first time for Xiao Ji to come to Jincheng. On the day he came, his vision was blurred. He was in a hurry to find someone, and he didn't have the heart to look at the bustling streets of Jincheng.

This will see the streets of Jincheng, although it is not as prosperous as the capital, it is not bad.

If he was Fu Yunting, he would definitely choose such a place to settle down.

It is far away from the capital, so it is not easy to be found.

Xiao Ji glanced at the bustling street, Xiao'er would not come out and walk around in such a hot day.

Looking so aimlessly, like headless chickens.

"Xu Yan, you send people to search from house to house. If you are as rich as Fu Yunting, you must live in a good place. If there is news, don't startle the snake."

"This subordinate understands." After Xu Yan took the order, he immediately sent someone to investigate.

Xiao Ji walked along the street, looking at the shops on the street while walking.

Fu Yunting is a businessman, even if he leaves the capital, it will not prevent him from continuing to be a businessman.

Even someone as gifted in business as Fu Yunting will not give up.

Xiao Ji went to several shops, but there was no result.

He was not in a hurry, because it was useless to be anxious.

Xiao Ji went to a sugar shop and sat down, looking around with her phoenix eyes.

At this moment, the vendor came over with a smile on his face, looked up and down at the customer, "Guest officer, are you from outside? What would you like to drink?"

Hearing this, Xiao Ji withdrew his gaze and looked at the vendor in front of him, "Well, I am indeed from another place."

The peddler still smiled and said: "Your accent, you are from the capital, right? Would you like something to drink?"

Xiao Ji looked at the merchant, and could tell that he was from the capital, which meant that he had contact with people from the capital.

"How do you know I'm from the capital?"

The peddler smiled and said, "There are some people who moved here from the capital, and their accents are the same as your son's."

Hearing this, Xiao Ji suddenly had some expectations in his heart, could it be the Fu family?
The peddler asked again: "Is the young master also here to do business?"

Xiao Ji said: "Well, here is a bowl of lotus seed syrup."

"Okay." The vendor was very nimble, and within a short while, he came over with a bowl of lotus seed syrup and placed it in front of Xiao Ji.

"Sir, please take it slow."

Xiao Ji was not in a hurry to drink sugar water, but continued to ask: "I'm new here, and I'm not familiar with this place. You said there are people from the capital here, do you know who it is? When I meet fellow villagers when I go out, I will inevitably feel a little homesick."

The peddler said with a smile on his face when he heard the words: "There are quite a few people from the capital who come here, but I know a few of them. If you want to meet me, of course, you can."

Xiao Ji pursed his lips when he heard the words, "According to the tone of the boss, there are many people here from the capital?"

"It's not just the capital city. There are many people here from all corners of the country. Some come to do business, and some escape."

Xiao Ji drank lotus seed syrup and listened to what the vendor said about this place.

The Fu family, I'm afraid it's hard to find.

After searching for a day without finding anything, Xiao Ji returned to the inn, dinner was ready.

Xu Yan looked at the prince who was sitting at the table having dinner, and his mental state was not very good.

Xu is tired.

Xu Yan said: "The subordinates have sent people to investigate one by one, and there should be news soon."

Xiao Ji ate the food carelessly, all he could think about was Fu Yuanxiao.

After searching for several days, there is still no news.

Xiao Ji couldn't sit still anymore, "Is there no news yet?"

Xu Yan said: "Liuyun reported, there is no news yet."

Xiao Ji couldn't help but began to suspect that he had an illusion that Xiao'er was not here.

If you look in the wrong direction, it is equivalent to wasting time.

"Look for another three days, if you can't find it, leave here."

"It's the lord."

After the beginning of autumn, the early morning wind carries a hint of coolness.

Sitting on the couch, Fu Yuanxiao glanced at the two doctors standing in front of him. One of them had gray hair and a ravine-like face, while the doctor beside him was a middle-aged man.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at the doctor who was taking her pulse, who was younger than the two doctors behind her.

Fu Yuanxiao is going to give birth in more than a month, and this is Fu Yunting's first time as a grandfather, so he is very nervous every day.

I was really worried, so I invited three doctors to check my daughter's pulse at the same time.

After all three people had their pulses checked, Fu Yunting couldn't wait to ask: "How is it? Are my daughter and child all right?"

The doctor said together: "Master Wen, don't worry, adults and children are fine."

The doctor said: "Master Wen, don't worry, the child is healthy, and the adult is also in good health."

The doctor said three times: "Master Wen, don't worry, both adults and children are fine, take a walk as appropriate to facilitate production."

After Fu Yunting finished listening, he felt relieved.

"housekeeper."

"It's the master." The butler led the three doctors out.

Fu Yunting looked at his daughter, saw that her face was fine, and looked at her belly a few times, it was much bigger than when he first came here, and she was about to give birth in more than a month, he was nervous and looking forward to it.

"Xiaoxiao, is there anything you particularly want to eat? Let the cook make it for you?"

"Father, I don't have anything in particular that I want to eat. I heard that I can't eat too much, and the baby is not easy to give birth when it grows up." Fu Yuanxiao rubbed his belly, and heard that giving birth is very painful, and it hurts even more after the baby has a big meeting.

It's better to eat less, she is afraid of pain.

Hearing this, Fu Yunting felt that what his daughter said made sense, and looked at her swollen stomach and said: "Then eat less and eat more, and walk more when you have nothing to do, so that you can give birth quickly."

"I know dad." Fu Yuanxiao stood up and picked up a piece of pastry, "Then I'll go for a walk."

"Father will accompany you." Fu Yunting owed Xiaoxiao a lot in his previous life, if he hadn't devoted himself to his career, Xiaoxiao would not have been stupid, let alone died tragically after marrying Xiao Ji.

Fu Yuanxiao raised his head and looked at Fu Yunting, with a smile on his face: "Okay, Daddy."

The ground in the yard has just been sprinkled with water, which can play a role in cooling down.

Fu Yuanxiao and Fu Yunting walked side by side on the bluestone road. Although she was fit, her body was a bit bulky, and she walked slower than usual.

Fu Yunting slowed down, taking a walk with his daughter rarely.

"Xiaoxiao, do you still remember when you were a child?"

In the past, he devoted himself to his career, thinking that if there were servants in the family, he would not have to worry about Feng Yulan.

Now, he really wants to know what happened to his daughter when she was a child?

"I don't remember much."

Fu Yuanxiao didn't have a deep memory of how old he was, and he didn't even want to recall it.

She feels fine now.

Fu Yunting didn't force her daughter upon hearing the words, as long as she can be safe.

"It's okay, if you don't remember, don't remember. In the future, your family will accompany you. You can just give birth to the child with peace of mind. They are all the treasures of our Fu family."

Fu Yuanxiao looked down at his stomach, and reached out to touch it. His eyes were full of pampering that he had never seen before, "Well, it's also my baby."

After strolling around for a while, Fu Yunting was afraid that his daughter would be tired, so he took her back to rest.

In the afternoon, Fu Yuanxiao was drinking the chicken soup stewed by Baozhu, the oil on it was removed bit by bit by Baozhu, and it was not greasy to drink.

When Fu Yinshuang came, he could smell chicken soup, and when he stepped into the room, he saw Fu Yuanxiao sitting on the couch drinking chicken soup.

"Xiaoxiao."

Fu Yuanxiao raised his head to see Fu Yinshuang, and frowned happily, "Sister."

"Drinking chicken soup." Fu Yinshuang walked over with a smile and sat down on the couch.

"Well, Baozhu is always worried about my health, and she is also afraid that the baby will not grow well." Fu Yuanxiao was a little helpless, bowed his head and drank a few more mouthfuls of chicken soup.

"Xiaoxiao, look at this." Fu Yinshuang handed the gift box in front of her, "This is from Mr. Qin."

Fu Yuanxiao glanced at the delicate gift box, finished the last bit of chicken soup in the bowl, put down the bowl, picked up the delicate box, and looked at it.

"Why did Mr. Qin think of giving me a gift? He even gave me a pastry last time."

"I don't know either, just open it and have a look." Fu Yinshuang also felt that Qin Yun gave gifts too often, and it might be out of compassion.

Fu Yuanxiao looked at the gift box, it was dark red, it looked quite big, and it was impossible to tell what was inside from the outside.

"I'll open it and have a look." Fu Yuanxiao opened the dark red box with doubts, and found that it was cloth.

Out of curiosity, she took out the fabric inside. When she first touched it, it was extremely soft and comfortable.

When the fabric was taken out, a piece of paper fell out.

Fu Yuanxiao glanced at the note, freed one hand to pick it up and glanced at it.

Miss Wen, this fabric is extremely soft, very suitable for making baby clothes.

When Fu Yinshuang saw the cloth inside, he was a little surprised, actually put the cloth in the box?
"Xiaoxiao, what's written on it?"

"Sister, look." Fu Yuanxiao handed over the note.

Fu Yinshuang took the note, and after reading it, she couldn't help laughing, "I didn't realize that Qin Yun is so careful."

After Fu Yinshuang finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and touched the fabric. It was silky and soft to the touch, and it was indeed very suitable for making baby clothes.

Fu Yuanxiao looked at the red, plain and ginger yellow in his hand, and looked at Fu Yinshuang with a smile, "The color of this fabric is pretty."

　Baby, good night spicy,!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)