Chen Yijue and Han Yanliang sat at the stern of the boat.

He stroked the ring of the sun, moon and stars: "The past is vivid in my mind. But I can't hate him. My father said that if I could find him by chance this time, I would take him home no matter what. Xiaoxiao..."

He hesitated to look at Han Yanliang.

Han Yanliang sneered: "I don't plan to marry you, what does it have to do with me if he returns home? I came here not for the sake of the tide of discussion, but for my goddaughter."

Chen Yi must bow his head.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly held Han Yanliang's hand: "If you still hate him, after getting married, I will take you out of the Shen Mansion."

Han Yanliang fought back and sat on the side of the boat tiredly.

In the cabin, Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou were sitting together, playing cards with Jiang Suihan and his wife. It was a thing made by Jiang Suihan, and it is said that it was called Doudizhu.

But the four of them were a little absent-minded and would occasionally look at the bow of the boat.

If you can't find the little princess here...

What should I do if Xiaowu of the Nan family?

Nan Baoyi didn't notice their peeping and was looking forward to it.

The tide of water that hit her face splashed her skirt. She was feeling cold, and a warm cloak draped on her shoulders.

Xiao Yi held her little hand, looked down at her, her thin lips were smiling.

Nan Baoyi raised her head, and responded with a sweet smile, leaning on his shoulder dependently.

...

A few days ago.

Chen Yichao jumped off the side of the boat, dived into the water like a white fish, and hugged the swaddle in time.

The undercurrent swept over, and he had no time to react and was washed deeper into the bottom of the water by the current.

When I woke up, I was already in this palace with thousands of beacons.

The palace is like a dragon palace built in glass. It can only vaguely see countless underground rivers walking outside, and the place farther away is dark and can't see anything clearly.

He was shocked and scared, and wanted to take Xiao Mingyue away, but found that the palace was full of Bagua formations, which were more sophisticated than what he had learned in his life. No matter how many corridors he passed through, he would eventually return to the starting point.

There is no way out here!

He calmed down and observed the palace. The walls of the palace were covered with strange smears and time scales were drawn. He vaguely recognized it as the handwriting of Yuchi Qinghuan.

He remembered that more than 20 years ago, Yuchi Qinghuan was thrown into the river by his aunt.

Could it be that Yuchi Qinghuan had been here back then?

He has been here for twenty-six years!

In the center of the palace is a plan platform, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, as if someone had read and written here.

He sat behind the desk and opened the light golden bibliography.

The word "Luo Shu" clearly comes into view.

"Hetu Luoshu?"

He was surprised.

He remembered that when he was in Luoyang City, Xiao Sui had been searching for these two treasures, but he did not expect that these two things would be suppressed underground in the south.

He flipped through a few pages of the book, and the contents in it were unfathomable and could not be understood for a while.

What's more, now is not the time to study this.

Chen Yichaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and touched the little face in the cradle. The little guy cried so hard, but he didn't know how to coax him.

These days later, he tried to find a way out, but still had no idea.

The only thing that is thankful is that this place looks like the Dragon Palace where gods live, and it is strangely not hungry or thirsty.

He had nothing to do, so he relied on the time scale left by Yuchi Qinghuan to calculate how many days it had passed every day. As time went by, he knew that the longer he delayed, the lower the possibility of him and Xiao Mingyue being rescued, but he was helpless about it.

And the little guy doesn't like him either.

She is three months old and spends her days in her cradles playing with her fingers. If she sees him coming, she will immediately pout and try to turn over.

But she can't turn over yet, and her movements are very clumsy.

Chen Yichao had a calm face and reached out to pinch her tender little face: "How can I be sorry for you? I asked you to shy my face? I came to this ghost place by you. I don't know if I have any chance to go out in the future. My future has been ruined by you."

Little Chou opened his dark eyes and vomited a bubble at him.

Contempt is full of contempt.

Chen Yichao was also angry and laughed: "At a young age, if you don't learn from your father, you will learn your mother's temper 100%..."

After scolding, he said in a sad tone: "Yes, where did I have the future now?"

The Dragon Palace is boring.

Chen Yichao gently held the little guy's fingers, his eyes becoming much gentler.

Fortunately, Xiao Mingyue is not so lonely here.

He held the little guy in his arms and opened the Luoshu again.

Before I could catch a look, footsteps suddenly came from a distance.

Someone was talking: "I said I learned Qimen Gossip well, look, isn't it here? You always look down on me, hum!"

"My cousin, all the forks are clearly determined by you rolling dice. I have never seen you rehearsing any Qimen gossip."

"Then, that intuition is accurate, it is also a craft! You can't learn it yet!"

The sound is getting closer.

Chen Yichao immediately stood up in his arms with the cradle in his arms, fearing that the sound just now was an illusion, so he quickly walked forward a few steps.

Soon, Nan Baoyi and his group appeared in his sight.

Everyone was stunned at the same time.

Nan Baoyi stared at the swaddle tightly. After coming to her senses, she quickly walked forward with her eyes bent and her voice was crisp and sweet, with full joy: "Little Chou!"

As if he knew that Ah Mom was coming, the little guy stopped crying and couldn't help but smile sweetly, even his eyes were a little brighter.

Chen Yichao let go of his hand.

He looked at Nan Baoyi and Xiao Mingyue's approaching for a while, and then looked at Chen Yijue and Han Yanliang.

Yanyan didn't give him a look and went to see Xiao Mingyue with a smile.

My brother walked up and patted his shoulder. He paused for a moment, but finally couldn't help but hugging him heavily in his arms, his voice low: "After this matter, go back to Chang'an with me. My father's temples are white for you."

Chen Yichao was silent and said softly: "Did you forget it? As early as Luoyang, I was removed from the family. After doing so many wrong things, what's the face I have to go back to Chang'an?"

Chen Yijue's face was deep: "With the Shen family here, who dares to say that you are not right? Even if you don't become an official in the future, the Shen family will be more than enough to support you."

On the other side of the hall, Xiao Yi, Nan Baoyi and others were busy taking care of Xiao A Chou.

Ning Wanzhou stared at the Shen brothers, and cruelty flashed through his eyebrows.

The death of his parents is inseparable from the bastard Shen Yichao...

Before everyone could react, he had already punched Chen Yichao in the face!

Chen Yichao took a few steps back in a mess, his mouth full of blood.

Chen Yijue hurriedly protected him behind him, stared at Ning Wanzhou's hand that was placed on the hilt of the knife, and frowned and said, "For the sake of the Shen family, can the Duke of the State let me go?"

Ning Wanzhou paused word by word, and his murderous intention appeared: "It is impossible!"

Chen Yi was about to say something, but Chen Yi Chao pushed him away.

He covered the wound on his cheek: "It is easy to come in here, but it is not easy to go out. What is the account? At least it will be not too late to calculate after we all escape. I know that my sins are serious. If you want to kill and cut them, I will listen to you."

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Chapter completed!