When Mo Xiaobao was fifteen years old, after His Highness Ding passed the throne to Mo Xiaobao, he took the princess and the six-year-old little princess to wave his hand and left Licheng without taking away a cloud. What he left for Mo Xiaobao was a huge Ding Palace and the vast territory today, and a little brother who was looking for his mother and sister everywhere with tears in his nose and tears.

There was nothing that Mo Xiaobao had to worry about in the affairs of the royal palace. He had already started to take over the affairs of the Prince Ding Mansion a year ago, and these things were all about time. But looking at the little brat who was crying with his thighs in front of him, Mo Xiaobao could only sigh helplessly. He leaned over and picked up his little brother and said helplessly: "I know I'm crying now, why don't you let your father take you with you?" Even if you want to leave someone for him to raise, it's okay to leave your heart. Why do you leave this little brat with snot? Mo Xiaobao said silently in his heart.

"Father is bad!" The little boy Mo Yufeng sniffed his nose and said, "I want to be a general, don't fall into the world and can't even afford to eat."

Mo Xiaobao's eyes twitched when he heard this, probably understanding that his unscrupulous father had lie again. However, is this younger brother a little stupid? He was not so easy to cheat when he was six years old. Forget it, let's teach it slowly so that he would not even have to count the money for others if he was sold in the future. So, Mo Xiaobao, who was only fifteen years old, began his career as a father and a father before he got married.

In his prime, King Ding left the young prince who was not yet low. No, now it should be said that the new King Ding ran away without a trace. This made the surrounding countries feel a little distracted. Even if a genius is only fifteen years old, can he manage such a big family business as the Ding Prince Mansion? You know, Mo Xiuyao was still rolling on the battlefield when he was fifteen years old. Should I take this opportunity to try Mo Xiuyao's reaction and Mo Xiaobao's ability?

On the other hand, many people in Licheng were once again active. The former King Ding refused to accept the concubine and refused to ascend the throne, but what was the new little prince's idea? Which ambitious man doesn't want to rule the world? Waking up and holding the power of the world and lying drunk on the beautiful knees is said to be the highest goal of an ambitious man in the world. Now a fifteen-year-old kid has obtained it effortlessly. Can he have no idea? As a result, more people are active everywhere in Licheng.

At this time, the new prince of Ding Prince Mo Xiaobao, who was still unaware of being cheated and had no moral integrity, was lying in the backyard of the Prince's Mansion playing with his younger brother on the sand table.

"Brother, are you going to marry a wife?" Mo Yufeng lay in front of the sand table, thinking about how to fight with his brother, and asked with his eyes blinking. Although Mo Xiaobao is only fifteen years old, his figure is no less than an adult. It only combines the advantages of Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li's appearance and his more refined handsome face makes him show the childishness that a young man should have. However, Mo Xiaobao doesn't mind that his appearance does not have the majesty of the king at all. Majesty is not made by his appearance. It's not too good to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger or something.

Sitting lazily on the ground, Mo Xiaobao glanced at his younger brother and said, "Someone asked you?"

"Yeah." Mo Yufeng lay on his brother excitedly and said with a smile: "Many people asked me."

"What did you say?"

Mo Yufeng opened his innocent eyes and said, "I said, my brother said he would have to live a lifetime... for a pair of people."

"It's a pair of people in my life." Mo Xiaobao corrected, and then patted his younger brother's little head with appreciation and said, "It's right." Mo Yufeng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Of course, I definitely won't tell others that you have been to the Flower House long ago and there are a few red pinks."

"..." Mo Xiaobao pressed his younger brother's face into the carpet with a expressionless face. What a naughty child this is?

"Oh, you're abused your brother again." Outside the door, Feng Zhiyao's laughter came.

Mo Yufeng raised his head, struggled from Mo Xiaobao with a smile and continued to pounce on him. Mo Xiaobao suppressed his backhand without changing his face, looked up at Feng Zhiyao and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Uncle Feng?"

Feng Zhiyao shook the note in his hand and said, "Your uncle asked me to bring it here."

“What was written?”

Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and gave him an expression of asking you knowingly. Mo Xiaobao opened it and saw that he was either invited to ascend the throne or invites the prince to marry him. There were also many praises. Mo Xiaobao looked at him and wondered if he was a real god, and there were no one who came before and after.

He threw the note to Mo Yufeng for fun, and Mo Xiaobao said, "Ask them who wants to ascend the throne, let them submit a note by themselves, and I will give him the position." Feng Zhiyao's mouth twitched, "Would you like to ascend the throne?" Even if I was so heartless, my son is not a fuel-efficient lamp. As soon as he opened his mouth, he would be charged with wanting to rebel.

"Since it's my business, when will I ascend the throne, do they have to do with them? When I have nothing to do, I will think about how to kill Mo Suiyun." Mo Xiaobao rolled his eyes and said.

"What's wrong with the little emperor in the south? I haven't heard of it." In recent years, the little emperor in the south has worked very hard, and the small court in the south of the Yangtze River is also very peaceful. Especially in the past two years, the little emperor has finally taken power. He has a little bit of a hard work, and he looks like a revival.

Mo Xiaobao whipped up disdainfully and said, "What else can I do? I am ambitious to recover the rivers and mountains." In recent years, the Ding Palace has been recuperating and has no intention of using foreign troops. These people would not have forgotten that the sword edge of the Iron Cavalry of the Mo family army was so good, right? In fact, Mo Xiaobao also knew that it was because he was too young and could not suppress others. If his father and mother were there, the people around him would have to shrink. It was precisely because of knowing that Mo Xiaobao was even more unhappy. Mo Xiaobao is a child with great ambitions. Sooner or later, he would beat you to cry and call you parents and be obedient!

"Brother, be good, Lin'er will help you beat them!" Mo Yufeng struggled to comfort him in his arms.

Mo Xiaobao looked at his younger brother who was like a bean sprout in sadness, "It will take at least eight or nine years to beat them." Mo Yufeng was dissatisfied and bulged his eyes, "I will grow up soon!"

"You are picky about food, naughty, and run around. It will take at least ten years to grow up. I will be less than 10 years in 1989. When I fought with you like this, it was already so high." Mo Xiaobao gestured casually, and then asked the little Mo Yufeng to look up. Look at the height of his brother's comparison, and then look at himself...

"I... am not picky about food..." Mo Yufeng whispered.
Chapter completed!