When Mo Xijun saw the eunuch behind him turned into a guard with a knife, he threw the half-eaten snack into the flowers and ran away.
The small body disappeared in the blink of an eye. However, there were so many guards in the palace who were not vegetarians. Among them, there were always one or two with better martial arts. Although they could not catch up with Mo Xiyun, they were not far or close. Chasing behind
When Mo Xiyun saw that more and more guards were alarmed, they bulged their cheeks and jumped to the roof. These people really hate so many people. It's so shameful for an adult to chase a child...
"Pretty uncle, help me, pretty uncle..." Mo Xijun was tired from running and didn't want to play with them anymore, so she remembered that her brother said that pretty uncle's house was here, so she shouted [
I have to say that the kid Junyun was very good at choosing a place. He did some somersaults in the air and even ended up on the roof of the Royal Study Room.
"Did Bingli hear anything?" Mo Yichen put down his pen. Why did he hear Junyun's voice?
"Bingli didn't hear anything." Bingli looked at the man on the dragon throne strangely. When he saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, he thought he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully.
Thinking of that cute little face, Mo Yichen smiled and picked up the pen to continue reviewing the memorial. How could Yun Yun appear in the palace in Canghuai? Ever since he came back, he had thought about the two little guys from time to time, and now they had hallucinations. listen
I don’t know what happened to the two little guys. On the way, he was still thinking about what kind of parents could raise a weird child like Junyun, but he didn’t expect that he was actually related to her by blood. This made him worry a lot. Share the joy
Should we discuss with Feiyi and Yun Jingchi to bring Junyun to live in the palace for a while? Maybe he can make the little guy a princess. Dangdang thought about it but rejected his idea. Being a princess, I'm afraid I haven't become one yet. The eldest lady feels comfortable here.
Xiao Heng also has extraordinary martial arts skills at a young age. What's more important is that he has an aura that cannot be ignored. This temperament is innate.
It would be great if Xiao Heng was Jun Mo's child. He has been worrying about whose hands the throne should be handed over after he avenges Luo'er and leaves with her.
The fifth emperor brother has lived in seclusion in the people for these years and has become a farmer. He is used to living a life of sunrise and sunrise. He once went to see him, but he rejected him before he even opened his mouth. The tenth emperor brother was taught to be too indulgent since he was a child. How can a dandy kid bear this heavy responsibility?
He had thought about Yishan, but it was a pity that he was more than smart but not calm enough. In the past five years, he had also tried to cultivate some collateral children, but unfortunately, none of them could satisfy him.
How can he rest assured if he gives this country to them?
Jun Mo can be considered a member of the royal family, but he is afraid and unwilling to take over this position. Mo Yichen has a headache thinking about the past favorites that everyone despises now.
It would be great if Jun Mo had a child. Xiao Heng is Fei Yi’s child and can be considered a member of the royal family. Unfortunately, his surname is not Mo.
Junjun Mo Xi Jun Mo Yichen's hand holding the pen loosened and a ball of ink was printed on the memorial. But Mo Yichen didn't care so much and raised his head and said to Bing Li who was studying ink: "Go and call me Ji Ting." Come"
"Ah oh" Bingli was still immersed in the shock just now. It took him a while to realize that the emperor was telling him to rush to find Ji Ting.
Thinking that Junyun's surname was Momo, Yichen no longer had the intention to correct any memorials. He stood up and walked around in front of the Long Case. He wanted to ask Ji Ting if Junyun's surname was Momo.
"Uncle, I don't want to call you girl, my name is Mo Xijun. I can allow you to call me Junjun like your mother." The sweet and waxy voice repeatedly rang in Mo Yichen's ears. The little guy's surname was Mo Xijun.
Mo Yichen couldn't help laughing a few times. If Junyun's surname was Mo, it would be very possible...
"Come down quickly and disturb the emperor. You can't afford to pay for it even if you have ten lives." A sharp voice sounded outside. Mo Yichen's eyes turned cold. Who dared to make a noise at the door of the royal study? [
"Slave, let's go take a look." Xiao Mingzi, the eunuch who was newly transferred to the Imperial Study Room, saw Mo Yichen's increasingly cold face and cursed inwardly at who was so desperate for making noise outside the Imperial Study Room.
"No need." Mo Yichen strode out while listening to the commotion outside. Xiao Mingzi hurriedly followed.
The moment Mo Yichen walked out, the scene became silent. The guards immediately knelt down. Mo Ziyan also knelt on the ground and looked at Mo Xiyun who was standing on the roof with a murderous look. Damn it, she alerted the emperor.
"Who can tell me what's going on?" He glanced around sharply and said indifferently.
Mo Xiyun, who was standing on the roof, saw that the people below suddenly stopped coming to catch her. She glanced down strangely, and a familiar figure appeared in her eyes, dancing and saying, "Pretty uncle, help me..."
Everyone kneeling on the ground is about to cry to death. This little ancestor is really worrying. If the emperor knew that there were so many of them and they couldn't even catch a child, there would be no need for him to be a guard.
Mo Yichen was now sure that he was definitely not hallucinating. He turned around and looked up to see a small green figure waving his little hand to him, and his heart softened.
Mo Xiyun smiled and used Qing Kung from the roof and flew down. Even though he knew she could do Qing Kung, Mo Yichen still slowed down and flew up. He held the little girl in his arms and landed on the ground.
"Ji Ting meets the Emperor." From a distance, Ji Ting saw the guard kneeling on the floor in front of the imperial study room and wondered why the Emperor was looking for him.
"Get up." Mo Yichen held his daughter in his arms, feeling extremely happy.
"How are you, Uncle Ji?" Mo Xijun lazily nestled in Mo Yichen's arms and politely greeted the only person she knew besides her beautiful uncle.
Ji Ting raised his head and looked at the little figure in his master's arms in surprise. She was not the child they met in Canghuai. How could she appear here?
"I wonder what the emperor ordered his subordinates to do." Although Ji Ting was surprised why Mo Xiyun appeared in the palace, he did not forget the purpose of coming here.
Only then did Mo Yichen remember that he had asked Ji Ting to come. But now that Junyun was here, there was no need to ask Ji Ting anymore. Why not ask Ji Ting to go to Chi Prison to inquire. This time, he wanted to see how Jun Mo gave him an explanation.
"Ji Ting, please go to Chi Prison to inquire about the birthday of their young master. I, as an uncle, have never seen this little nephew in so many years. If the queen knows that she will blame me, I will send a birthday gift to their young master. Remember to keep it secret." I decided to give him a surprise."