MTL - She Became the White Moonlight of the Sick King-Chapter 537 this counterfeit
Baby Helan was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly brightened. He smiled sweetly and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Jiang, King Jin will find the hostage soon~"
Jiang Ru was at a loss. The little chubby cub in front of him is suddenly full of joy, which is really inexplicable. She didn't take this to heart either, she nodded perfunctorily and said with a smile: "I hope so."
Then, one day later, news came out from the Wu Palace that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had disappeared!
The little princess cried until her eyes were red, and she said in a childish voice: "Yes, it is the prince's younger brother who wants me to pretend to be him..."
Although the little princess and the crown prince were not born to the same mother, they are 70% similar, and they are still three or four-year-old children, their voices are not male and female, and there is no distinction. If the little princess wears the prince's clothes and deliberately imitates her behavior, it is indeed easy to confuse the fake with the real one.
He Lantong rubbed his swollen temples, suppressed his temper and asked helplessly: "When did the prince let you pretend to be him?"
The little princess cried violently, looked up at her majestic father, and said with a guilty conscience: "Half, half a month ago..."
He Lantong turned pale with shock, that is to say, Xiaoman (the baby name of He Lanxi's baby) disappeared half a month ago!
This brat is too brave!
He even resorted to the trick of crossing the sky and asking his sister to pretend to be him, while he slipped out of the palace himself, and it took half a month before anyone discovered the clues!
He Lantong was angry and regretful, if he paid more attention to Xiaoman these days, he would definitely find that Xiaoman was gone in the first time! Now half a month has passed, what Xiaoman will encounter with a three-year-old child is unimaginable!
Jin State Chang'an.
A three-year-old little Douding was walking with a small bundle on his shoulders, looking up at his surroundings while walking. Although he is very talented in martial arts, he is not very good at literature. In addition to his young age, he can know very few characters.
After thumping her sore calf, He Lanxi asked a passerby beside her, "Uncle, do you know where Prince Jin's Mansion is?"
The passerby shook his head.
He Lanxi had no choice but to ask the next person: "Sister, do you know where the Jin Palace is?"
Chang'an is prosperous and the streets are bustling.
A man with a square face showed all his eyes, walked over quickly, and said with a smile: "Little friend, uncle knows where the Prince Jin's mansion is, come with me."
He Lanxi looked at the man vigilantly, subconsciously took a step back, and said with a chubby face, "Where's the evidence?"
The square-faced man was taken aback, "What evidence?"
He Lanxi grabbed the small bundle on her shoulders with one hand, put her hands on the chubby waist with the other, and said seriously: "What do you have to prove that you know where the Prince Jin's Mansion is?"
The square-faced man choked, and forced a smile: "You will know if you follow uncle!"
He Lanxi frowned and sized up this uncle, his eyes rolled to his heart.
I saw that the little chubby boy shook his head and said: "No need, I'll wait here for my father to come to me."
The square-faced man's complexion changed, and he asked with some fear: "You...are the young son of His Highness King Jin?"
He Lanxi puffed out her small chest, and said threateningly: "Of course! Prince Jin is my father!"
This uncle in front of him is not a good person at first glance! He must scare the bad guy away!
"Nonsense! My father doesn't have a son like you!"
A little boy's voice suddenly sounded. Although the voice was childish, the coercion in it could not be ignored.
