After the children looked at each other, they all pointed towards Feng Chenglin.

Feng Chenglin stomped his feet anxiously: "My little ancestors, don't play anymore... Can't you see that your little brother is in danger, I must find a doctor to rescue him..."

"Haha..."

The children laughed, and Feng Chenglin's voice suddenly froze.

He kind of understood what these people were laughing at!

They are laughing at him!

Because the person these nanny are referring to is not him, but the pinellia in his arms.

Lowering his head, he faced the shining black eyes of Pinellia.

"you"

Feng Chenglin naturally understood that he was being tricked, but he couldn't get angry at all.

Pinellia was safe and sound, concealing the unhappiness of his heart playing.

Besides, facing such a group of innocent and cute little naughty babies, even the great anger is gone.

He suddenly thought of Hao Qingyou.

Neither of them can give birth to their own, cute babies like these children in their lives.

Feng Chenglin's smile disappeared instantly, and the Banxia was put down angrily, his expression sad.

The children can't help but look at me and I look at you, they all look depressed.

I don't know why he was so happy just now, why he was so sad and unhappy in an instant!

"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you? Are you angry with me?!" Banxia whispered and stood there: "I didn't want to lie... I was afraid you would really go to Master! Master is busy now, so I can't get rid of it. You can't be disturbed..."

Feng Chenglin smiled reluctantly: "No... Brother thought of his own business, not angry with you... By the way, you still don't tell me who your master is? And, how could I be here? Here?!"

Banxia suddenly took a step back, with a serious look on her innocent face.

"No! Master said, there are some things, he must answer you, none of us are allowed to talk too much!"

Feng Chenglin was speechless: "Then what you said so nice?!"

Banxia tilted her head seriously: "Master said, except for things here, we can tell you everything..."

"for example?!"

"For example...our name, age..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Under the towering and dense old trees, Jinzhu Dai frowned, her silver teeth gritted the corners of her clothes, and walked around uneasy.

"Girl Jin..."

Wu Shengji came out panting, sweating profusely.

"I said... Miss Jin, if you want to see me, just go directly to my kiln, why do you write a letter to let me come here?! Oh my old bone..."

Jin Zhu suddenly turned around, "Is your honor?!"

Wu Shengji's eyes blinked a few times, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Now... not here, a few days ago... In... Miss Jin is coming up here?!"

"No!"

Jinzhu was hesitant to speak, and seemed to be selecting the most suitable one.

Wu Shengji is Mo Xuanchen's person and his confidant.

If Ling Luoyu were put into his hands, it was inevitable that he would not tell Mo Xuanchen.

Now that he is not there, that would be much easier.

"Since this is the case, then I will trouble you directly..."

Jinzhu led Wu Shengji to the carriage.

"That's it. A friend of mine is poisoned and is in danger, so I would like to ask you to help me to see if there is a solution..."

"Your friend?" Wu Shengji raised the curtain curiously: "Who?!"