The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

For a moment, everyone's thoughts reached a surprisingly unified level.

The little guy is checking what Prince Xin wants to do during the march, which means that the little guy is checking what is happening during the march... This also means that the little guy is about to know the news of His Majesty's disappearance!

The tingling feeling on the scalp attacked everyone in the room indiscriminately. Fang Siwan was so shocked that she even accidentally knocked over the teacup next to her!

The crisp sound of the teacup falling to the ground drew everyone's attention. Everyone was startled and immediately ran towards the yard where the little guy was!

The yard was quiet, and even the soldiers sent to guard the place did not come out to greet them.

Several people's hearts trembled violently.

"Your Highness?" Lechen lifted the bed curtain.

He turned around and shook his head heavily.

"Your Highness?" Gao Siyuan reached under the bed.

Get up and continue searching.

"Chengcheng?!" Fang Siwan's voice was obviously tearful and she pulled open the cabinet door.

The crying got a little louder.

This room, which was not big to begin with, was searched inside and out by everyone several times before they were finally sure that the little guy was no longer in the room.

Gao Siyuan almost staggered into the courtyard and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Someone come!"

Someone come quickly!

Their cub is lost again!!

……

Jiang Yingcheng held tightly onto his empty, light little bag and shuttled between various shops to stock up for his next journey.

Father has been wearing the same clothes for six days, so we need to buy him a new set of clothes.

There are still a few new wounds on my father's body. The golden wound medicine can be exchanged in the system mall, but it is more cost-effective to buy some bandages.

She was not too far from her father, so if she ran faster and saved some food, she would just need to buy some snacks.

Jiang Yingcheng was not stingy with money. After entering the store, she almost never bargained. She just took the right things, paid and left. By the time she had packed all her luggage, it only took her a cup of tea.

Uncle Gao's men had not arrived yet. Jiang Yingcheng looked around slyly, picked up his small bag, and ran away.

Don’t be afraid, father. Cheng Cheng is coming to see you with supplies!

……

Jiang Yanchuan and his elite team got separated.

The weather was not good. It suddenly started to rain heavily when they were climbing over a mountain. The heavy rain formed a thick fog and visibility was extremely low. In addition, the road in the mountain was slippery and difficult to walk on. When they passed a slightly dangerous turn, the person following him slipped and took the entire team down with him.

These people are quite skilled in martial arts, so their lives will not be in danger even if they fall down. However, if we wait for them to climb up here, we will probably waste more than a day.

Jiang Yanchuan didn't think much about it and continued walking forward holding the copied topographic map.

After coming down the mountain, he began to have a low fever.

My brain was in a fuzzy state, my whole body felt weak, and even my steps were a little unsteady.

But even the nearest house shrunk into a tiny black dot in his eyes. Jiang Yanchuan lowered his head, estimated his remaining physical strength, and forced himself to move forward.

Suddenly——

[Chengcheng is so tired! ]

Jiang Yanchuan's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Auditory hallucinations?

Is he that sick?!

He reached out and touched his waist twice, where was the amulet that the little guy had handed to him. The warmth from wearing it for a long time was washed away by the rain. He held the small purse in his hand lightly, sighing that he had really been assimilated by that group of soldiers and even had the feeling of homesickness that he could not understand at the beginning.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and continued walking forward.

【This mountain?! 】

[You said Cheng Cheng's father had to climb over this mountain to get here?! ]

Jiang Yingcheng took a deep breath.

[Wow, so high——]

Fortunately, she came from another direction and didn't have to climb such a high mountain.

but……

Thinking of her beautiful father having to climb such a high mountain with injuries, she always felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and she put all the blame on Bei Ming: [It’s all because the royal family of Bei Ming is so evil, which made so many talented people feel disheartened and hide in such a remote place. ]

At this point, Jiang Yingcheng did not forget to praise her handsome father: [Chengcheng's father would not be like this. He would treat the wise men of the world with courtesy, and would set up so many policies in the future so that the top talents in each industry can get the respect they deserve! ]

Jiang Yanchuan took a deep breath.

The dizziness symptoms seem to have improved a little.

Angry.

It’s confirmed that this is the child in his family that makes him feel uneasy.

Jiang Yanchuan slowly moved towards the direction where the sound came from, thinking expressionlessly -

Even if you praise me to the skies today, I will not easily forgive this little fellow who dares to come to a place like this alone!

The little guy's voice continues.

[Speaking of the father...] Jiang Yingcheng had rested long enough and finally remembered something serious. [Brother Tong, Brother Tong, can you help Chengcheng see how far he is from the father?]

007's electronic voice seemed to reveal a bit of tension: [Ten...]

[Ten hours?!]

Jiang Yingcheng was almost shocked!

[Didn’t you say before that it would be here soon?] She complained, [Brother Tong, you lied——]

Before Jiang Yingcheng could finish his words, 007's voice rang out again: [Nine...]

Jiang Yingcheng: [……]

Jiang Yingcheng: […Ha, haha, brother Tong, please stop making trouble~~]

Although she knew that her handsome father and Uncle Zhong who went to report the news had missed each other perfectly, she still had an indescribable feeling of homesickness.

She didn't want to see her handsome father, she just wanted to provide help silently behind the scenes. If possible, it would be best if she could pick out someone who wanted to take all the credit without alerting everyone, throw the little bag behind and leave.

However, 007's countdown was getting faster and faster: [eight seven six five four three two——]

Jiang Yingcheng's hairs stood up: [Brother Tong, do you respect the objective laws of the flow of time?!]

When the last number was left, the rapid countdown finally stopped: [Did I say that was time? ]

Jiang Yingcheng: [……]

If it's not time, then it can only be...

Jiang Yingcheng sat up from the thick tree trunk he was leaning against and looked back: "!!!"

He immediately shrank back: [Tong, Brother Tong, Chengcheng's eyes seem to be broken, you, you quickly help Chengcheng see who is standing behind the tree? ]

There was a rustling sound of footsteps on the grass behind me.

007, who had been silent for a long time, finally completed its final countdown at this moment: [Zero.]

The voice above his head almost overlapped with 007's voice: "Jiang Yingcheng."

"You have become more capable."