Yuchi Pingting walked straight into her room, and Nangong Feiran followed suit.
"Xiao Tao, where is Mo Mo?" Yuchi Pingting asked when she saw that Mo Mo was not in the room.
"The eldest young master took the young master to play." Xiao Tao replied.
"Oh." Yuchi Pingting responded and planned to turn around and leave.
However, Nangong Feiran seemed not to let her go just like that. He walked around Yuchi Pingting and said with a smile, "Haha, why, a kiss made you so nervous?" Nangong Feiran said jokingly and handsomely.
There was a smile on his face.
"Nervous? Are you kidding me? I already have a son and am I still nervous about kissing? Boring." Yuchi Pingting glared at Nangong Feiran, but she herself was wondering why she had such a reaction. The scene just now,
She really didn't feel disgusted, but she just didn't understand why she had such a strong reaction.
Yuchi Pingting walked straight towards Nangong Feiqing's courtyard. From a distance, she saw Nangong Feiqing teaching Mo Mo carving. She saw Mo Mo holding a piece of wood and a knife and studying intently.
"Mother!" Mo Mo shouted after seeing Yuchi Pingting approaching.
"Brothers and sisters, you came back so early. It seems that things were done successfully." Nangong Feiqing asked, Yang Yang's smile was as beautiful as Nangong Feiran's, but his face lacked some of Nangong Feiran's fortitude.
"Well, it's okay." Yuchi Pingting said in as calm a tone as possible.
"Mom, where is Uncle Xiaoyao?" Mo Mo ran over and stretched out his hand for Yuchi Pingting to hug him.
"Uncle Xiaoyao has gone back, and he and Aunt Qingyu are gathering immortals." Yuchi Pingting picked up Mo Mo and kissed him affectionately on the forehead.
"I knew that as soon as mother took action, she would be able to rescue Uncle Xiaoyao." As he said that, Mo Mo smiled at Nangong Feiran who was coming with him.
"My dear, what are you carving?" Yuchi Pingting asked.
As if Mo Mo suddenly realized something, he hurriedly hid the thing he was carving behind his back, and then said: "This is my secret, I can't tell you, mother."
Seeing Mo Mo's serious look, Yuchi Pingting just smiled and stopped asking.
"Mom, please go back. I still need to learn sculpture from my uncle." Mo Mo said dissatisfied: "Please don't bother me."
"Little bastard, your mother cares about you, but I have become a nuisance to you." Yuchi Pingting was speechless.
"Hehe." Mo Mo just smiled, but his eyes told Yuchi that Pingting wanted her to leave temporarily.
"Then I don't care about you anymore." Yuchi Pingting said and left. But the two Nangong brothers seemed a little at a loss.
"Mo Mo, tell Daddy, what are you carving? It's so mysterious." After watching Yuchi Pingting walk away, Nangong Feiran came over and asked curiously, with childlike curiosity shining in his deep eyes.
"If I tell you, can you keep it a secret for me and promise me not to tell my mother?" Mo Mo asked, blinking.
"Of course, daddy promises you." Nangong Feiran said sincerely. No matter what expression Mo Mo used, he would always be cute.
"But...why should I believe you?" Mo Mo rolled his eyes.
"Uh..." Nangong Feiran felt a little sad that he had been tricked by this boy. He was also a legend on the battlefield, but even this boy didn't believe him. At the moment, he could only patiently coax him: "Daddy will buy you something fun.
Okay, tell daddy."
"My mother gave me a lot of pocket money, unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Dad, I have a little pet. It's very lonely in Juxianke. Unless dad agrees to allow my little pet to come to the palace, what about I tell you?" Mo Mo smiled treacherously.
"Okay, okay, it's a trivial matter. You are now the young prince of Prince Hui's palace. You still have the right to decide on this trivial matter. Now you can tell daddy." Although I think this seems a bit too simple, but
Nangong Feiran still didn't think much and readily agreed. If he saw the poor little pet Mo Mo mentioned in the future, he would definitely vomit blood.
"You said, don't tell mom." Mo Mo said carefully: "This is my birthday gift to mom."
"Birthday gift?" Nangong Feiran suddenly had a plan in mind and asked: "Mo Mo, when is your mother's birthday?"
"Five days later." Mo Mo said casually.
"Then what exactly is this thing you carved?" Nangong Feiran asked.
"This is my mother's favorite thing." Mo Mo said happily with a grin.
"Your mother's favorite thing?" Nangong Feiran looked at it for a long time but still couldn't figure out what Mo Mo Xiangdi was carving. He looked at Nangong Feiqing for help, but Nangong Feiqing just shook his head helplessly.
, and then said: "He only asked me to teach him how to carve, but he didn't tell me what he wanted to carve. But he is very smart, and I understand it as soon as I tell him."
"Mo Mo, tell daddy, what exactly are you carving?"
"Oh, you are so troublesome. If I had known I wouldn't have told you anything, now you are asking me questions like this. I can't even concentrate on my work..."
Nangong Feiran has a black streak on his head...
"Listen carefully, I will only say it once." Mo Mo cleared his throat and then said: "My mother told me about her favorite clay figurine since she was a child. She said she saw one in the market when she was a child.
She liked the clay figurine very much, but she didn’t bring any money that time. When she had the opportunity to go to the market later, she never bought one again. After asking around, she said that the boss who made the clay figurine had left Luoyang, although there were still some in the market.
I can buy better ones, but my mother doesn’t think they are as good as the one she liked before.”
"But how do you know what the clay figurine your mother likes looks like? You've never seen it." Nangong Feiran asked jokingly.
"My mother has described it to me many times..."
"Hee hee, so Mo Mo, then you are a good person and do it to the end. Tell dad what it's like." If Nangong Feiran looked like this, his subordinates would be shocked and shocked.
Mo Mo glanced at Nangong Feiran with disdain, and then said leisurely: "This thing can only be understood but not explained." After saying that, he ran to the table and stopped talking to Nangong Feiran.
"This kid..." Nangong Feiran said these words helplessly.
"Haha, I know what you are thinking, but I don't think you will get any useful information from this little guy. If you really want to know something, I suggest you ask the old man from Prince Gong's Mansion
Let's do something about it, haha." Nangong Feiqing said.
"I'd like to give it a try." Nangong Feiran showed an uninhibited smile.
"But I really want to know why you suddenly changed your view of her?" Nangong Feiqing asked.
"Feel it, when the feeling comes, you can't stop it..." Nangong Feiran said and couldn't help but smile knowingly.
At the same time, in the eleventh prince's palace, the eleventh prince Nangong Quanhe was smiling maliciously at the man in front of him.
"Wu Que, what do you think of my plan?" The eleventh prince's eyes flashed.
"You mean, you organized such a banquet just to humiliate a woman?" Changsun Wuque frowned, wondering if it was a wise move for his father to bet on this man. With his kind of mind and narrow-mindedness,
He is so ambitious that it really takes a lot of effort to fight for the position of prince.
"Humph, then you underestimate me too much." The eleventh prince glanced at Changsun Wuque displeasedly, and then said slowly: "For the death of the two royal brothers, my father has obviously blamed Prince Hui.
However, the military power of our court rests with Prince Hui’s family and his son. If I want to get the position of prince, I must have someone with military power to support me.”
"But I hear what you want. Why don't you hold a banquet and make Yuchi Pingting look embarrassed to avenge you? After all, she is the little princess granted marriage by the emperor. If you do this, isn't it just to make Nangong embarrassed?"
Feiran's face is so dull, how can you get him to support you?" Changsun Wuque said coldly.
"Who said I want him to support me?" the eleventh prince asked anxiously.
"Sorry, it's because your thinking is too fast and I can't keep up." Changsun Wuque said angrily.
"I'm not only going to make a fool of Yuchi Pingting, but also Nangong Feiran, who keeps him so close to the Eighth Prince. In addition, my father's resentment is still lingering. I'm going to take advantage of this moment to weaken the military power of Prince Hui's family."
The first prince's eyes were full of arrogance.
"Is there anything you can do?" Changsun Wuque asked. He had never had a good impression of Nangong Feiran.
"Humph, of course. Just watch. A good show is about to begin. I want to ruin Nangong Feiran's reputation. As for the military power in his hands, I have already found someone to replace him. That person will definitely
Be loyal to me." The eleventh prince said with a sly smile.
"Who?" Changsun Wuque asked, he was very happy to know what kind of person the eleventh prince could find.
"Don't worry, you will know who he is before long." The eleventh prince smiled meaningfully, as if he had already seen those who were dissatisfied with him being trampled under his feet.
The third day of September, a day as usual.
Yuchi Pingting got up very early because she promised Mo Mo to take him to the gathering of immortal guests today, and also agreed to Yi Xiaoyao and Feng Qingyu to go to the gathering of immortal guests today, at least during the day.
Because today is Yuchi Pingting's birthday.
Yuchi Pingting and Mo Mo were sitting on the carriage heading to Juxianke. Mo Mo said to Yuchi Pingting with a smile, "Mom, daddy told me that I will take you home early when I go to Juxianke today.
"
"What benefits did he give you?" She couldn't help but feel a little unbalanced when she heard her son calling him "daddy" in a friendly and gentle manner.
"Haha, it's nothing, it's just a jade pendant. I see the pattern on it is the same as Xiaobai's, so I thought it would look good and I'll get it." Mo Mo said, shaking the jade pendant in his hand.
"Let me take a look." Yuchi Pingting grabbed it without waiting for Mo Mo's consent.
This piece of jade pendant is bright white without any flaws. When you put it in the palm of your hand, you can feel a hint of coolness soaking into your heart. There is a majestic snow mastiff carved on the jade pendant. No wonder Mo Mo likes it, but it seems that it does
It's a good thing.
"Well, that's right. You're too young. It's easy to lose such a precious thing. Mom, I'll help you keep it first." Yuchi Pingting said and already put the jade pendant into her bag.
"Mom, you are so insidious..." Mo Mo helplessly squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
Hee hee, little Mo Mo, you are so naive, Yuchi Pingting secretly laughed in her heart.