The people in Yan Palace secretly contacted Feng Wei and others, secretly tidying up the palace of the Phoenix Dynasty while waiting for Feng Jiu and others to return.
In a town some distance away from the imperial city, seven or eight-year-old Zhao Yang was walking in the alley holding the hand of three-year-old Xiao Feng Ye. They had changed their clothes into those of ordinary children. Moreover, Xiao Feng Ye was wearing a small floral skirt and her hair was tied into two pigtails. She looked like a little girl. No one would have thought that such a delicate little girl would be the little master that the Feng Guards in the imperial city could not find even after searching the entire palace.
"Yangyang, are my father and mother still alive? They must be alive, right?" The little guy's voice was childish and soft, with an indescribable firmness.
He firmly believed in his heart that his father and mother must still be alive.
"Yes, he's alive, he must be alive." Zhao Yang nodded, with a serious look on his little face.
"Yangyang, where are we going? Will we be caught and sold by bad guys?" The little guy looked worried. He had never been so far away and didn't know where this place was. He only knew that when he woke up, he was here, and only Yangyang was by his side to protect him.
"No, I will protect you." Zhao Yang said, holding his hand and walking forward. He left along the secret passage that day, and kept walking, but found that the place he came out was no longer the imperial city, but a deserted place outside the imperial city.
He was afraid of danger and dared not go back to the imperial city. He could only walk with the young master until they came to this town. In order to hide from others, he helped him change into little girl's clothes. He thought that this place was some distance away from the imperial city and those people would not be able to find this place even if they looked for them. So they would wait here, and after hearing the news that the princess had returned, they would go back to check.
"Yangyang, I'm hungry." The little guy smelled the fragrance of the buns and stopped moving, staring at the buns at the stall in front of him and swallowing his saliva.
"There are dry food. Here they are." He took out a piece of bread from the Qiankun bag on his waist and gave it to him. "We can't spend money recklessly outside. If children spend money recklessly, they will be caught by bad guys."
Although he was only seven or eight years old, he had received a lot of training and knew what the two children should pay attention to when they were outside. All they had to do was to reduce their presence as much as possible.
Hearing that he would be captured by bad guys, Xiao Fengye didn't dare to get angry anymore. He took the dry food and followed him to the alley, where he sat down and ate it in small bites.
Although both of them concealed it well with their clothes and behavior, Xiao Fengye's delicate and outstanding little face still attracted some people's attention.
A tall and thin man who was eating at a stall was staring at the two children while eating. He saw that there were no adults following them, and judging from their clothes, they seemed to be children from an ordinary family. However, the little girl was so delicate that he couldn't help but become interested.
If this little girl were caught and sold, she would probably be worth a lot of money just for her delicate little face.
Thinking of this, he smiled maliciously, paid the money, stood up, and walked towards the two children sitting in the alley.
Zhao Yang was always on guard, as alert as a little wolf. He had noticed that man a long time ago, but he had hidden his vigilance very well. Until he saw him walking towards them, he immediately took Xiao Fengye, who was eating, and walked into the alley.