The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

The Orlando couple were standing outside the tent, and the voice just came in.

"Mr. Mo, Xiran, it's about to start..."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was the sound of cheerful footsteps running inside.

Xiaotuanzi moved quickly with a "thump, thud, thud" and opened the curtain to run out.

"Look!"

He grinned, happy words were written on his face, "Does it look good?"

"Of course!" Mrs. Orlando's eyes lit up, "The family plaid is perfect for you."

She looked at her husband beside her, and she was very grateful that the two of them could invite them over.

Maybe this time, the crisis can really be resolved.

……

"Let's go." Mo Junzhe clasped his little wife's limp hand, and did not leave even a few steps.

He raised his eyes and looked not far away, the place where the crowd gathered was already extremely lively.

A row of archery targets was erected 100 meters away, and everyone in front of them was chatting.

Someone spotted it with sharp eyes.

"Isn't that the Duke of Orlando?" Someone greeted from afar.

"I heard that the two of you went to the East, so I thought they wouldn't come back anytime soon."

"Yes, if I had known that you were coming back, I would definitely not arrange someone else for the opening ceremony later."

Several people sang in unison, with a hint of targeting in their tone.

The Duke of Orlando went over and said a few words, "Such a grand event is held in my fief, of course we can't miss it."

He casually said, "Who will shoot the first arrow at the opening ceremony later?"

"Of course it's Lord Lister!" Someone raised his voice.

"This competition was organized by him, so naturally he started it. Moreover, his riding and archery skills are among the best in the whole country."

"Rist?"

Bai Xiran frowned, and gently tugged on the sleeve of the man beside him, "Master Mo, have you mentioned this name to me?"

"Well, the Rist family, the royal bloodline. If the Orlando lineage has no successors, the fiefdom and all property under his name will be handed over to the royal family for re-division."

"He is fifth in the succession sequence, and if he can't inherit the throne, a suitable fiefdom is a good destination for him."

Beside, Mrs. Orlando was a little more cautious, "What Mr. Mo said is true, but Xiran, don't worry. Although he is a prince, he must act according to the rules."

Now it is a society ruled by law, and the influence of the royal family is weakening year by year, so he dare not be too presumptuous.

"Don't worry, Xiaobao will protect Ranran."

Xiaotuanzi held a special small bow and arrow in his hand, looking eager to try.

And over there, someone seemed to have finally noticed them.

"Are those friends of the Duke of Orlando?"

"Oriental."

"There are still children. Grand Duke, please don't really find an heir of Eastern blood. It would be too embarrassing."

The voices of several people were not low, Bai Xiran raised his eyebrows slightly, and recorded the faces of the speakers.

"Xiran, according to the rules, during the opening ceremony, the men have to go to the other side to get the bow and arrow, and this side is where the women and children are..."

Mo Junzhe nodded, not intending to disobey the rules.

Just a few words of advice, "Stay well and don't cause trouble."

"I know, how can I cause trouble now..." Bai Xiran was so wronged, her stomach was about to bulge, she didn't even dare to run fast, let alone riding a horse.

The man let out a "huh", but looked at the little guy next to him, "And you, don't forget you Mama for fun, and you are not allowed to leave even if you are with her."

Xiao Bao carried the bow and arrow behind his back, and made a gesture of saluting.

The milky voice said softly, "Obey!"