"Is Niannian hurt?" Huo Chengche looked the little baby up and down, holding her soft little body tightly in his arms, feeling her warm body, and only then could he barely suppress the murderous intent in his eyes.
The little dumpling snuggled into the arms of her older brother, the prince, and after being gently coaxed, Jin Doudou immediately fell down, clinging to his neck and nestled in the crook of his neck, hiccuping and whimpering in a babyish voice.
"Niannian has been kidnapped by the big bad guy! The big bad guy also said that Niannian will never see her Crown Prince, Sister Zhuangyou, and Fifth Brother again!"
At this moment, the little boy's fear surged all at once, and he cried harder and harder until his face was covered in tears. His soft little body was twitching, and Huo Chengche felt heartbroken.
"Don't be afraid, Niannian, your Crown Prince brother is here. He'll take you back in a little while." Huo Chengche gently bounced the crying little baby in his arms, coaxing her softly and gently patting her back to help her catch her breath.
The burly man beside him, Tong Youlin, came to his senses in a daze, scratching the back of his head in bewilderment.
He looked at the clean-cut young boy, who was so sensible despite his young age! Then he thought of his own brat, who was about the same age but was always running around like a little monkey, never still!
The difference is truly striking.
In a flash, Tong Youlin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately began to carefully examine the young boy who had appeared out of nowhere.
Calm and aloof, with an outstanding temperament, his expression is icy and his aura is sharp and arrogant, but when he softens, he becomes indifferent and noble.
"Young man, are you called 'Prince'? Do you know Niannian? Could it be... you're also a deity?" Tongyou Lin grinned and leaned closer, tentatively asking.
Huo Chengche was coaxing the little baby when Tong Youlin suddenly interrupted with a question. He couldn't help but choke on his words, his brows furrowed, and his cold gaze swept over Tong Youlin, his narrow eyes deep and unfathomable.
His name is Crown Prince?
Did this bandit leader genuinely not know the meaning of the word "Crown Prince," or was he pretending to be stupid?
In fact, Huo Chengche was overthinking it. For a poor country family like Tong Youlin who had never been to school, the highest official they had ever met in their lives was a county magistrate. They had never even heard of anything higher, such as "Minister", "Prime Minister" or "Crown Prince".
He was suddenly swept over by Huo Chengche's imposing gaze, and for a moment he didn't know what he had said wrong. He could only force a smile and look a little lost.
Seeing his reaction, Huo Chengche raised an eyebrow in surprise and confusion, gave him a deep look before looking away. He patted the little baby who was sniffling and hiccuping, and asked in a low voice, "A deity?"
"Yes!" Tong Youlin chuckled, scratching the back of his head with a smug look on his face. "We've already guessed it. Niannian is the incarnation of the mountain god of our mountain. You know our little mountain god, so you must be a god yourself, right, little immortal?"
Hearing Tong Youlin's proud and confident tone, Huo Chengche couldn't help but look up again and re-examine Tong Youlin. He was a big, burly man with a thick beard, a typical tough guy from the fields.
He looked down at the little bundle of joy in his arms, who was sniffling, tears welling up in her eyes, her rosy cheeks flushed, a tiny, adorable little thing.
Huo Chengche met Tong Youlin's serious gaze and for a moment didn't know what to say.
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