The old uncle sighed softly and looked at the smiling girl with gentle eyes.
On the old man's aged face, there is a lovely smile that has settled down after many vicissitudes of life.
The Lord of Xiaoyao City was startled for a moment and then laughed out loud.
It was really difficult for him to connect being kind to others with Ye Mohan, as if they were two unrelated things.
But in the east attic of the city lord's palace, the eldest son limped and listened to the servants coming to report. He sighed and cursed: "Be kind to others? Make friends? Don't know each other without fighting? What a fucking bullshit, that guy."
When he broke my legs, I was almost scared to death by him."
The more the eldest son spoke, the more aggrieved and angry he became.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't let me meet him, I will definitely kill him."
The servant nodded and put his sword on his back, "Young Master, the feast place is next door. Let's go kill him now and avenge his broken leg."
The eldest son was stunned, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed, "Why are you so anxious? This is the courage of a reckless man. I seem to be a brainless person. If you want to do it, you have to make a plan. When the time comes, you will catch the turtle in the urn."
The servant's eyes shone with admiration and admiration: "The eldest young master is wise, and the younger one admires him."
The eldest son groaned proudly.
...
The main hall where the luthier plays.
The Lord of Xiaoyao City, Chu Yue and others took their seats while chatting and laughing.
Chu Yue's position happened to be sitting opposite the old uncle.
Ye Mohan sat next to Chu Yue, taciturn and unsmiling. On the side, he peeled the grapes for Chu Yue and added wine, which made everyone around him look dumbfounded.
After all, he is the lord of a region, a violent monarch who is famous in the Nine Continents of the Divine Line, how can he be so warm and affectionate.
Baili Mingyan, in particular, sat in front of the glass table with a gloomy expression, her eyes were red, and her slender hands were tightly holding the gorgeous phoenix feather wide-sleeved skirt.
Bi Shuirou, who was beside her, looked at Ye Mohan, then at her elm-headed husband beside her, snorted softly, took a plate of grapes, and placed it in front of her husband.
The young master looked at his wife blankly and shook his head: "Rou'er, I won't eat because of my husband."
Bi Shui Rou's apricot eyes shrank, her expression was sullen, she glanced at him angrily, and said sadly: "Husband, Rou'er wants to eat."
"Eat more, no one will compete with you." The young master said honestly.
Water mist gathered in the soft eyes of the clear water, and she clenched her small hands into fists. After snorting coldly, she turned her head and looked away.
When the young master saw that his wife was angry, he was confused. He didn't know where Bi Shuirou had been offended.
"Drink some wine."
Xiaobao sat on the elk, took the sweet wine from Chu Yue, took a few sips from the wine bottle, his eyes widened, "Mom, it tastes good, I'll give you some porridge, baby."
"If your highness likes it, I will send someone to prepare some, and your highness will take him on the road."
The Lord of Xiaoyao City said: "This sweet-scented osmanthus wine is brewed by my second son. It will not harm the body and is beneficial to children."
Xiaobao blinked, but did not agree, and then looked at Chu Yue, "Mother, can I have the baby?"
Chu Yue chuckled softly, "The city lord gave it to you, so you can certainly use it, but you can't come here without being rude. Since you accept it, you have to prepare expensive gifts."
Everyone at the banquet saw that Chu Yue taught his son well and secretly appreciated it.
The old uncle nodded, this is what educating children should look like.
On the other hand, Ye Xun'er at home...
The old uncle sighed.
If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, you cannot blame others.
"Expensive gift."
Xiaobao's eyes were bright and watery. He tilted his head and thought for a long time, frowned and said, "For the baby, the most precious thing is the mother."
Chu Yue looked at Xiaobao dotingly, stretched out her hand to rub the child's hair, "You are still young, my mother will prepare the return gift for you."
Chu Yue suddenly waved her hand and placed ten spiritual elixirs in front of her, packed in brocade boxes.
Xiaobao smiled brightly, holding the elixir in his little paws, and rode an elk to the city lord, "Uncle City Lord, this is the baby's return gift. It was refined by my mother herself. It has the effect of prolonging life."
The Lord of Xiaoyao City couldn't help but sigh: "Your Highness is so knowledgeable and sensible, and Miss Ye taught you extremely well."
Xiaobao showed two small tiger teeth when he smiled brightly. He took the wine bottle handed by the maid and drank it in big sips. Two blushes appeared on his fleshy cheeks.
Xiaobao lay on top of the elk and fell asleep soundly, with his little butt raised slightly, and the elk happened to come to the old uncle's side.
At such a close distance, the old uncle smelled the child's faint milk fragrance and looked at the child's cute and energetic sleeping posture, and was stunned for a moment.
Xiaobao suddenly raised his face and stretched out his little hand, "I want to hold the baby~"
The old uncle was stunned and a little at a loss.
It's okay to let him go to the battlefield to annihilate the enemy, but it's really a big problem for him to carry a child.