The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

The former said, "Zijin, are you hungry? There's an old man selling wontons over there. I'll go buy a few bowls of wontons for us to eat together. Man is iron and rice is steel. Only after eating can we have the strength to continue looking."

The latter seemed to realize that he was being ignored. He touched his head awkwardly and pretended to be busy asking Su Yilan for advice.

"I heard that your father likes to raise dogs, and dogs are sensitive to smells, but why can't the search dogs raised by the Five Cities Army find Yan Zhuo's son based on smell?"

Hearing this, Su Yilan gave him a deep look in surprise.

He thought that in the entire capital, there were probably not many people who could call Prince Yan so directly.

But he still patiently answered, "Although the locating dogs are powerful, their search for scents is still limited to a certain range. Beyond 20 miles, they are basically useless. In addition, if someone deliberately uses other strong scents to hide and interfere, the locating dogs will also be useless..."

Pei Wenting was confused by what he heard. He had always believed that finding dogs were very powerful. He even suggested raising one to take him to find corpses. This way, he might be able to investigate many unsolved cases. Wouldn't life be much more exciting and interesting?

While the two were talking, Mu Zijin took advantage of not being noticed and quietly walked to Jiang Yuanchen's side.

At this moment, he was leaning against a big tree by the roadside with a dejected look on his face. His originally handsome, elegant, cold and noble image was burnt because of the burning of books, which resulted in a few strands of his hair being singed and a small part of his eyebrow being missing. His white clothes and shoes were also covered with black ash.

Inexplicably, it feels a bit more down-to-earth than usual.

Mu Zijin pursed her lips, worried about Xiao Yanzhi. She knew how important the child was to Jiang Ying, and Jiang Ying was her savior. If possible, she would do anything.

But that's what incompetence is like. The more you try to help, the less help you can get.

So she understood Jiang Yuanchen's feelings very well. He was not as skilled as Jiang Yuanyi, and he was just a commoner. He did not hold any official position in the court. He could not lead troops like Jiang Yuanyi, and go through fire and water to find his nephew at the risk of his life.

He wanted to rely on his brain, but the matter before him seemed beyond his scope of knowledge...

"Here you go." Mu Zijin hesitated for a long time, but finally handed the handkerchief she had been holding in her hand for a long time to Jiang Yuanchen.

When the latter looked at her dully, she pointed at the tip of his nose and said, "It's all dusty, wipe it off, otherwise your little nephew will come back and see it and will definitely laugh at you as a sloppy uncle."

Jiang Yuanchen's eyes were empty and unfocused, but he was not an impolite person, so after taking the handkerchief, he said "thank you" and didn't say anything else. After all, his mind was now full of how to find the child, not having a heart-to-heart talk with Mu Zijin.

Of course, he had spared no effort to send things to Mu Zijin every day before, sometimes it was a book, sometimes it was a bouquet of flowers or a box of snacks, and he was very happy.

Taking care of younger sisters on behalf of his younger sister and caring about vulnerable women will make him feel motivated.

Because he read widely and worked hard on scientific research, his greatest wish in life was to help the weak to the best of his ability.

But at this moment, I feel that I have no self-awareness and am extremely ridiculous.

If he can’t even help his own sister and nephew, how can he help all living beings?

Thinking of this, he hated his own uselessness even more. Looking at the 'culprit' Jiang Yuanlang, who was also giving up on himself and lying motionless on the grass not far away, Jiang Yuanchen cheered up, walked over and looked down at him.

"Get up. Big Brother has already taken people to search outside the city. We can't hold them back. Let's go. I just heard from Miss Su that strong smells can cover up weak smells. We have searched almost every corner of the capital in the past day and a half, but we paid little attention to those low-class and messy places. Now get up and go with me to search those places again!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yuanlang opened his eyes, and his speed was so fast that he almost jumped up from the ground.

His eyes were swollen like walnuts, and he undoubtedly looked the most haggard among the crowd. But after hearing Jiang Yuanchen's words, his eyes suddenly opened and he was in high spirits. "Really? Okay, okay, then let's go quickly, and search carefully, leaving no corner where a child could be hidden!"

As shameful as he is, he can do anything now except taking a break.

Otherwise, the regret and self-blame in his mind would devour him until not a bone was left.

It would be better to get busy and search until the end. If Xiao Yanzhi was really harmed by him, then there is no need to save his life.

However, before the two men got up and walked completely into the city, they heard the urgent and powerful sound of horse hooves.

Subconsciously, they looked back together...

The capital city has been under martial law, and people outside the city have been ordered not to enter unless it is an essential matter. The two men had a hunch that the person who dared to gallop on horseback at this time must be delivering news about their eldest nephew to them?

Whether it is Qi Ren, a subordinate of Prince Yan who has been out of the city for a long time, or the eldest brother who has just been out for a short while, as long as they have news, it is better than being blind!

When the horse stopped in front of them and a man with ghostly eyes and wrapped tightly in silver clothes jumped off it, the two men widened their eyes in surprise and their hearts were pounding.

Could it be that he really came to bring good news?

After a moment, the man introduced himself, three words that were a bit tongue-twisting. Jiang Yuanchen and Jiang Yuanlang were confused and couldn't figure out for a moment what kind of organization the Demon Guards were.

But they could hear every word the man said afterwards extremely clearly!

He said, "The prince and princess have found the young master. The princess sent her subordinates to ask everyone to stop worrying, especially Madam Jiang. She should be informed as soon as possible to prevent her from being overly sad and unable to bear it."

Jiang Yuanlang was so happy that he couldn't control himself and immediately gave a bear hug to Mo Jiwei who delivered the message.

"Really? Ahhhh, we really found it! My eldest nephew is fine!"

It is no exaggeration to say that he is now no different from a flea, jumping up and down with joy.

He held on to the self-righteous little brother Mo Jiwei and almost licked him, "Thank you, buddy, what's your name? I want to become brothers with you!"

The huge rock on his head that felt as heavy as a ton of gold was finally removed and no longer suffocated him.

Jiang Yuanlang looked extremely happy, and he looked like he was about to cry for joy.

The messenger, the Demon Guard, glanced at him and was speechless. He deliberately switched back to a female voice and said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you and I...can't be brothers."