Prince Haiman lived abroad a lot. When Xiao Yi lived in the palace earlier, he saw him, but not many times.
Among the few times, he didn't take a close look at Xiao Yi.
An adopted child does not belong to the palace, has nothing to do with this country, and is not worthy of his attention.
Now there was such a sudden collision, Prince Heyman's knees were hit by his soft little body, and the collision produced an incredibly soft touch, which made him slightly stunned, lowered his eyes, and looked in the direction of the small breasts unconsciously. passed.
The little boy was still slumped on the ground. He seemed to have been hit hard and kept rubbing his butt.
His cry was a bit exaggerated, "ouch ouch", and it was a bit sad.
If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were in the palace, Prince Heyman would have almost thought of him as a troubled child.
"Are you okay?" Taking a few steps towards him, Prince Heyman stretched out a hand to him.
The little girl slumped on the ground, just focusing on dusting herself and ignoring him.
It was probably the first time that Prince Heyman was ignored by someone, and he was still such a young child, so his expression froze slightly.
As if she didn't see him, the little girl got up from the ground, patted the folds on her body, and walked towards Fang Chixia, "Mommy, I'll take you to see your sister!"
When he was talking to Fang Chixia, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, his eyes were curved, and his smile was particularly sweet and warm.
Prince Heyman stood not far away and stared at his face quietly, looking at it again and again. It felt very familiar no matter how he looked at it.
He always felt like he had seen Xiao Yi somewhere, just like he had seen Fang Chi Xia Shi earlier.
There is always a feeling of déjà vu, but when I think about it carefully, I can't remember it.
Prince Heyman stood not far away and stared at the mother and son for a long time, frowning again and again.
Xi Yaheng came from a short distance away and came to his side. His eyes followed his direction and looked in the direction of Fang Chixia and her son, "Dad, what are you looking at?"
Prince Heyman came back to his senses and calmly dismissed his thoughts, "It's nothing, I just bumped into a little kid."
He took a glass of wine from the waiter's hand and handed it to him. He picked up the glass himself and took a sip. He seemed to have thought of something, and raised his eyes lightly, "By the way, the person Dad asked you to find has been a little bit crazy in the past few years." Any news?"
"Not yet, but it will be a matter of time to find someone, dad, don't worry." Xi Yaheng comforted him lightly, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and turned to go to other places at the banquet site.
He walked very slowly, walked a few steps, turned his head sideways, and couldn't help but glance in Fang Chixia's direction.
Fang Chixia led Xiao Yi towards the inner hall of the palace. With the light shining from above, Xi Yaheng could only see part of her face.
She has a very clear profile and an indescribable temperament on her body. Her facial features clearly look like the warmth of a girl next door, but there is a touch of nobility and elegance in her movements.
This kind of elegance is usually more likely to be seen in the daughter of a famous lady who holds a golden spoon in her mouth and enjoys thousands of favors.
However, Fang Chixia's life experience was not like this.
Xi Yaheng stared at her for a long time, and he finished the entire glass of wine in his hand without even realizing it.
Fang Chixia didn't seem to notice him here. She walked through the lobby with the little milk bag and disappeared from his sight.