Qin Zixuan took a carriage out of the palace, walked on the street, opened the curtain from time to time to look at the scenery outside the car, and found that some of the pedestrians on the side of the road were happy and some were worried, and some people were holding their heads and crying.

Soon there was news that the person who was holding his head and crying was the one who came to participate in the examination, because he bought the exam questions and felt that something big could be done, so he could have fun energetically, and he ran out of entanglements, and there was no way home, and he was crying there.

Qin Zixuan pouted after hearing this, he didn't deserve sympathy, he wanted to understand his fame, and he could understand it if he bought the exam questions, but he couldn't understand it if he didn't leave a way back, there were so many people who bought the exam questions, why would you definitely be able to get in.

As a child who grew up in exam-oriented education, Qin Zixuan prepared cheat sheets in his previous life, he was caught, and he escaped, and he studied for more than ten years. Anyway, Qin Zixuan has done it all.

The carriage drove through the lively street, heading towards the beautiful scenery, at the gate of the Green Willow Villa, Wang Rui and Wang Rui, the two brothers and sisters in distress, were already waiting there, stretching their necks and looking into the distance.

When the carriage approached, Wang Rui smiled, Wang Rui was disappointed, it was Liu Yi who came, Liu Yi glanced at Wang Rui who was smirking, arched his hand and made an arrogant horse salute, and then turned over and dismounted.

The carriage stopped, the soft sedan stepped forward, Qin Zixuan moved from the carriage to the soft sedan chair, saw Wang Rui and the two waved hello, the two stepped forward to say hello, Wang Rui looked resentful, why didn't Bai Jing come.

In the villa, No. 7 had woken up, and more than eighteen children were talking around No. 7, asking what No. 7 knew? How much do you know? Can the prince help them find a home?

After No. 7 woke up, she looked in the direction of the door, with an excited face, she vaguely remembered that her father said that he was a subordinate of Prince Cheng, and if it was really Prince Cheng who saved them, then he would definitely help them.

Over the years, No. 7 has worked hard to practice martial arts, in order to find her family in the future and escape from that demon cave, but she didn't expect that she really escaped and the poison on her body was also resolved, which made No. 7 a little unbelievable of the facts in front of her.

With the arrival of King Cheng Chitose, No. 7 struggled to get up from the bed and ran out of the house, the little poisonous girl sat at the table and drank tea, heard that Qin Zixuan had arrived, glanced at the poisonous snake, and followed out.

Qin Zixuan got out of the soft sedan chair, stood firm under Lin Xi's support, and saw the little poisonous girl with a big smile, the smile was too big and a little dazzling.

"Sanniang, meet again." Qin Zixuan waved his hand very enthusiastically, and Poison Sanniang looked at Qin Zixuan with a smile on her face, if Qin Zixuan hadn't sent someone to find her this time, I don't know if she would have survived.

Poisonous Sanniang wanted to make a big salute, but was stopped by Qin Zixuan, they are all so familiar, why be polite, the poisonous snake also followed the salute, and appreciated Qin Zixuan's style of acting, in fact, the poisonous snake is not cheap, and he does not like to kneel to people.

"You are the prince of Cheng?" No. 7 rushed out, looking at Qin Zixuan's young face, he couldn't believe his eyes, his father's old boss couldn't be so young, was there something wrong? Or is it that rich people are especially good at maintenance.

"I am, little sister, what's your name? Do you remember where your home was? What does a father do? Qin Zixuan looked at No. 7, did not miss the doubts in her eyes, please come into the house and sit down to talk, he has a foot injury and stands for a short time.

"I, I don't know what my father does, but I vaguely remember that he said that he was a soldier under Prince Cheng, are you?" No. 7 followed up the house, and the more he talked, the more he was empty-hearted, no matter how he looked at King Cheng in front of him, he didn't look like a person who led troops to fight.

Qin Zixuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Uncle Zhong who came over, because he had some suspicions in his heart, Qin Zixuan also called Uncle Zhong when he came, Uncle Zhong was his father's old subordinate, and he also participated in the investigation of the missing children back then.

"What's your father's name? What's your name, do you remember? Uncle Zhong stepped forward and looked No. 7 up and down, a look of excitement flashed in his eyes, and the information of more than 100 missing children was all in his mind.

"I don't remember my father's name, I just remember everyone calling me Shuang'er when I was a kid." No. 7 stared at Uncle Zhong for a while, feeling that with Uncle Zhong's age, it should be possible if his father was his subordinate.

"Shuang'er, Shuang'er, oh, I remember, do you remember what meals you ate when you were a child?" Uncle Zhong had a person's name in his mind, but for the sake of safety, Uncle Zhong didn't say it directly.

"Green onions." No. 7 said weakly, the most profound memory is the green onion, as for the meal, it is not so profound, she doesn't know why, she has written down all the things she can remember over the years, but as the years go by, some memories are still asleep.

"Okay, finally with your news, finally with your news." Uncle Zhong smiled, with tears in his smile, and said behind him: "Heizi, summon the summons, let Chen Gouzi enter Beijing." ”

"Yes!" Kuroko responded, waved at No. 7, and said, "I'm your Uncle Hei, remember to call Uncle next time." ”

After saying that, Kuroko ran away, and Uncle Zhong looked at Eighteen, "What about you, do you remember your name?" A nickname is fine. ”

Qin Zixuan looked at Uncle Zhong, and then looked at Eighteen, the nickname is okay, my good girl, Uncle Zhong's memory is so good, even the nickname of the child who disappeared back then has been memorized, Niu.

Eighteen blinked his eyes, as if he saw the door of his home open to him, straightened his chest, and said, "My nickname is Chun'er." ”

"Chun'er, Chun'er, do you remember the meals you used to eat when you were a child?" Uncle Zhong asked, looking up and down at Eighteen, his eyes were hot.

Eighteen shook his head, he didn't remember, only the word Chun'er had always remembered, and it was the eldest sister who told him that he must remember, because only by remembering his name can he find his family in the future.

"I, my name is Ya'er." Fifty-four raised his hand, here he is the youngest, and he is also the first to follow the eldest sister, because he is too young to always fall behind when training, the older Seven will drag his hand to cheer, and later it was also the Seven who told him that if he didn't want to die, he would learn a skill, so he studied the mechanism.

"My name is Miao Miao." Thirty-six also raised his hand and looked at Uncle Zhong, with a deep expectation rising in his eyes.

"My name is Xiao Zhuang." Forty-six said weakly, his personality is relatively boring, but a hidden weapon in one hand is unguardable, these surviving children, each of them has a unique skill, otherwise it would not be possible to live until now.

"Okay, you wait, I'll send someone to pick up your family into Beijing." Uncle Zhong corresponded to the information in his mind one by one, and soon found the target, as long as he had a name, he was easy to find, but he was afraid that he would not know anything.

"Eldest sister, he said to pick up our family, it turns out that remembering the name can really find the family." Fifty-four looked at Seven, his eyes crooked, and he looked like he was begging for praise.

"Are there any other children living with you?" Uncle Zhong asked, the number of missing children reached one hundred and thirty-nine, and there were only five in front of them, which was too much worse than the previous number.

(End of chapter)