When the fast-wearing boss got the female supporting script

He didn't know what that person looked like, or what kind of interaction that person had with his master. He only knew that that person was the one who was close to his master, and he had ordered them to look for him for four years.

The master would get furious every time he heard no news. In the past four years, no one knew how many people had fallen on the knife's edge. This time it was finally his turn.

"How come there is no news?!" Huangfu Yuanshen's face was gloomy and shameless, he took a sip of wine and said coldly.

Four years! After searching almost the entire Shu Kingdom, it was as if the living people had suddenly evaporated.

Yu Tuo carefully glanced at Huangfu Yuanchen, and his mood became solemn.

The emperor finally suppressed the family in the past two years, but King Yu rebelled again. There have been wars for several years. I don't know if that person is still there?

It is not easy for a weak woman to survive in troubled times. Even if she is still alive, she may be married!

Of course, he didn't dare to say this, or even mention it.

"Keep looking." Huangfu Yuanchen stood up and stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the streets with people coming and going, and ordered in a cold voice.

At this time, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the mountains and rivers are prosperous, and the great country is in hand, but the heart is still empty.

He didn't know what kind of poison the woman had cast on him, but that side seemed to be growing on the tip of his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

There are countless women of all kinds in the world, but there is no one like her who can make his heart flutter with every smile.

Suddenly, as people came and went, a profile that was familiar to his bones came into Huangfu Yuanshen's sight.

The man was startled suddenly, as if he couldn't believe it, and the next second he opened the window completely.

is her! It must be her!

Huangfuyuan paused for a second, then pushed his strong arms to the window sill, rolled his legs over and landed on the ground.

"Your Majesty?" Before Yu Tuo could realize what was happening, all he could see was his master's back, and he jumped down in a hurry.

It was clear from upstairs that when we got to the street, pedestrians were crowded with each other, and countless people were coming and going in a hurry. No matter how fast Huangfu Yuanchen moved, when he got there, the familiar figure had long since disappeared.

Thinking of leaving the capital soon, and it was the Shangsi Festival, Luo Shui took Yan back out.

The streets are very lively, and the pretty girls rarely go out. This time of year is also suitable for outings.

"Don't run around. If you are captured by human traffickers, you will never see your mother again." Shuishui Luo held Yan Hui's little hand tightly and said sternly.

There are so many people, just when the traffickers are surging and gearing up.

There are so many tragedies of broken families in modern times, not to mention the ancient times when nothing was developed. Once a child is lost, it will never be seen again in this life.

Yan Hui looked at his mother's serious expression, nodded seriously, held her hand slightly and said, "Well, I know."

Knowing that the child had kept his words in mind and worried about scaring him, Luo Shui gently rubbed Yan Hui's hair and said, "Don't be afraid, my mother will take care of you."

"There are more and more people. Let's go to Yun's house first."

Luo Shui looked at the crowd that might have a stampede accident at any time, frowned, and said to Zhao Shi.

"Yeah." Zhao Shi responded calmly.

Under his escort, Luo Shui and his son walked through the crowd and arrived in front of a small house that was not new or old.

The house in front of me is low, with a crooked-necked tree in front of the door. The crown of the tree is huge and it looks old. There are a few random stones placed randomly under the tree. The surface of the stone is very smooth, and you can see that someone often sits here.