Golden Age Legitimate Fei

419. Abduction of the emperor

The Dachu Pavilion, which was arranged by the King’s Palace, is a place that is separated from the King’s Palace by two streets. For example, Xiling Beibei and Nanxun have their own embassies in the city of Licheng. However, Dachu has never been there. One is because of the relationship between Dachu and Dingwangfu. The second is that Mo Jingli or Mo Jingqi are not willing to admit that the palace is a separate force. Therefore, every time the big Chu came to the messenger was arranged by the Ding Wangfu. However, this time, Mo Jingyu took the initiative to talk with Mo Xiu, who expressed his intention to establish an embassy in the city of Licheng. The meaning of the weak is obvious.

In the museum, Mo Suiyun got rid of Mo Jingyu and a group of attendants and walked into his room. Originally with a hint of weakness and tender face suddenly sullen. Sitting at the side of the table and sitting down silently.

Before he ascended the throne, Mo Shuiyun never thought that he would one day become a king of a country. Like the dying emperor Mo Yunyun, his mother is just an unremarkable palace. Even more so than the ink cloud he was seen, even his name was obtained by the mother. Or perhaps, he is more fortunate than Mo Yunyun, because he was not selected by Mo Jing, and at that time he went to inherit the throne. In those years, the days when the emperor’s ink cloud was in the palace, he was also watching it with a cold eye. Originally, he thought that he would silently become an inconspicuous prince. After he entered adulthood, he moved out of the palace to go through his own life. However, I did not expect that a scene of the excavation of Mo Jingli was suddenly abolished, and then the Empress Dowager and all the emperors of the emperor and the country found that he was the most suitable candidate, and then he became the emperor of Dachu.

It was indeed a relief for Mo Jingli to be abolished. Although only a few have seen Mo Jingli several times, every time I see this uncle Wang will give him a feeling of "hairy" bones. He knew very clearly that Mo Jingli wanted to kill him. No, it should be said that Mo Jingli wanted to kill all the emperors left by the emperor. And he is not like death.

When he sat in the position of the emperor, he knew the true suffering of his emperor's brother. In the eyes of the Empress Dowager and Wang Gongquan, his little emperor is just a **** in their game. Ink knows that he doesn't want to be like that. He didn't want to be **** by these people. He has heard a lot about the deeds of the king, he wants to be like him.

Therefore, his respectfulness is not pretending when facing the king. He is really respectful and respects the prince of the Megatron world, so he couldn't help but look up at the king when he was saluting him. However, when he was stunned by the handsome man with white hair and white hair, he could not help but panic. Such indifferent eyes seem to have not seen him at all, as if at a glance, the most secretive thought hidden in his heart is plain and plain. He quickly pretended to be afraid and bowed his head, but he knew that he must have caused the doubt of the king...

Ink with the cloud biting his lips and raised his brow. Although he is quite scheming and courageous, he is still an eleven-year-old child. Moreover, no one has taught him seriously in these years, so he couldn’t help but panic when he encountered such an accident. If... if the king wants to kill him...

"Open the emperor, there is a little son outside to see." Outside the door, the guard whispered. [

When the ink was in the heart of the cloud, it was a time of boring, and the displeased wrinkled and frowned: "What little son? No see!"

"But..." The guards hesitated, and Mo Shuiyun had no resistance to "sex": "Is there anything to find Yu Wangshu, don't bother!" There was no sound outside the door, and Moss sneered in the heart. At one click, these people simply did not put him in the eyes of the emperor, but it was routinely notified. Although there are some strange people in the city of Pearl, why do people find themselves, but now with the cloud, there is no mood to consider this matter.

"Oh..." Ink with the clouds is making a sound, and the mouth is softly knocking. Ink frowned and frowned. Just stood up and saw that the family was opened from the outside. A handsome man came in from the mouth.

Ink with the cloud slightly frowning, staring at the boy for a long while to ask: "Just you are looking for you?"

The boy licked his mouth, and climbed up from the mouth. He gently picked it up to the ground and nodded. "Yeah, why don't you see me?" Mo Yunyun couldn't help but roll his eyes, I know you? ?

After looking at it for a while, I found out that the boy was very beautiful and his age was smaller than himself. Wearing an unusual dress on his body, he couldn’t hide the innate prestige that seemed to be born. In the silent thought of Mo Yunyun, he asked: "You are... ink 宸?"

Mo Xiaobao rolled his eyes, smiled and smacked to the side of Moshui and looked at him with a smile: "You really are very smart, how do you guess the identity of this child?" Mo Suiyun resisted the urge to turn his eyes, the whole In the city of Licheng, in addition to the Xiaoshizi of Dingwangfu, how many people dare to marry the emperor’s residence?

"Small child is coming to visit, what is it?" Mo Suiyun put out the emperor's gesture and asked with a serious look.

Mo Xiaobao blinked his eyes, and some strange looks at the ink with the cloud: "You dry? You see me like this... What can you do?" Is he only ten years old? Even if you want to have something to do, you have to wait for him to have the right. Now he is just a poor child raised by the hateful father to meet the enemies of the future.

Ink silently looked at him a little, and sat down and picked up the fruit on the table and wiped it. I only feel that my forehead is faint, and the instinct of living in the palace for a long time tells him that this kid with a pure face is very troublesome.

Mo Xiaobao looked at the silent silent ink with the cloud, and gestured: "Come and sit."

Ink went to the opposite side of Mo Xiaobao and sat down, watching him look like he was eating. He secretly judged whether Wang never allowed the world to have enough food. "What are you doing to find me?"

Mo Xiaobao smiled at him with a smile: "Look for you to play. Father said that I am the host, to entertain the guests. I am afraid that you are alone, deliberately come to you to play."

"Play?" Ink with the cloud is a bit stunned.

It’s not that Moshangyun’s guest doesn’t know how to be good, but he really doesn’t understand, and when he’s in front of him, he’s a good time to play with him. [

Mo Xiaobao raised his chin and looked at him with pride. "How? Can you go?"

On the ink, Xiaobao seems to have some provocative eyes. Mo Shuiyun suddenly bites his teeth, and nodded heavily. "Go and go!" He also brought an emperor, but I am afraid that you will not be a child? So, the little emperor, you just decided that Mo Xiaobao didn’t dare to kill you, did he go out to play with him?

If you leave, the film will start to go out with the cloud. Mo Xiaobao quickly pulled him and said: "What are you doing?" Mo Suiyun looked at him strangely and said: "Isn't you going out to play?" Mo Xiaobao rolled his eyes and pointed to the half-opened household. Dao: "I came in from there. How do you tell others how this world will appear in the big Chu's hall? If it is known by the father, I will be bad."

"What do you want?"

Mo Xiaobao smiled and said that the household said with a smile: "Let's go over the wall."

"Over the wall?!" Ink with the cloud almost exclaimed.

Mo Xiaobao has jumped into the house and took a look at the outside and looked back: "You are not afraid?" Mo Shuiyun took a deep breath: "Who is afraid?" Go and leave!"

"This is almost the same." Mo Xiaobao nodded and jumped lightly from the household. Infuriated with the cloud, and quickly climbed up to see, I saw that Ms. Xiaobao was looking impatiently against the corner of the wall and beckoning to himself. Ink will not be martial arts, and some wandering from the household climbed down. Walking in the squatting hall hidden behind the ink in the face of Mo Xiaobao, they actually let them completely touch the back door of the museum. Obviously, it is definitely not the first time that Mo Xiaobao has done this kind of thing.

Outside the back door of the museum, when the two of them went out, there were several figures around them, pulling them and running. When it was time to stop in a safe place, Mo Suiyun had time to look at a few people in front of him. Only then did he find that these few children were actually smaller than themselves, and they looked at themselves half ahead. Mo Xiaobao, a sense of adulthood and a sense of mission came to life.

"Xiaobao brother, this is the little emperor of Dachu?" Leng Junhan wearing white "color" brocade is still young, but he has already had a lot of his father's style. In the hand, a small folding fan is slowly fanning, and I don’t know which one is the child.

Next, Xu Zhirui, who also inherited his father’s face, looked awkward and looked at the ink with a cloud. He said: “If you don’t change clothes, you will find it.” Mo Suiyun only feels that these two are not in front of their chin. The radish head stared at a cold sweat.

Next, Mu Li, who has been renamed Qin Lie, threw a baggage and said: "I know you will forget, clothes."

Mo Xiaobao disdainfully raised his eyebrows: "If you don't change clothes, this world is not the same out from inside? What guards are strict... can't be beaten." Father Wang said yes, playing is the heartbeat. How fun it is to turn away the little emperor of Dachu from the museum. Dressing up as a servant and slipping out, there is no challenge to "sex".

Leng Junhan smiled and looked at the ink with the cloud. "Little emperor, the first time I saw the real emperor. Live..." Mo Shuiyun had a cold sweat. From him, he only felt that the Chu Palace was dangerous everywhere, but this At the end of the day, he suddenly felt that he would rather go back to face the Empress Dowager and the ministers than the children who had obvious problems with their brains. Is this white and tender little buns in front of him thinking that he is a roast duck? The coveted three-footed appearance... Ink with the cloud decided that the white and tender little fool must have been a little farther away.

If Leng Junhan knows what Mo Shuiyun is thinking, he will scream. He just hasn't seen the emperor. Who is the biggest person he has ever seen in his life? Although this prince is a top figure that many emperors are afraid of, it is not an emperor. It’s hard to see a living little emperor, and the curiosity of the cold Jun Han must of course be studied and studied.

Qin Lie smiled and smiled at the somewhat uneasy little emperor. It seemed to be a little better than Mo Yunyun, but he did not see anything to mention. I was just turned away by Xiao Shizi. Didn’t he think about how many people would be scared when the little emperor suddenly disappeared from the museum?

However, Qin Li did not care about this. Xiao Shizi likes how to play is his business. He only needs to be responsible for protecting their safety.

Under the urging of Mo Xiaobao, Mo Suiyun changed the ordinary clothes prepared by Qin Lie. In this way, these children look like a group of ordinary wealthy children. The city of Licheng now gathers a lot of wealthy family-owned wealthy businessmen. On the street, there are naturally children who are not good enough to play, so even if they walk on the street, no one cares.

Ink was born in the palace, and he was in the palace twice. He once went to the south of the court, and once again, he went down to the north. Naturally, I feel novelty when I look at it. The Taobao, a pedestrian who does not say much about it, is that Qin Junhan and Xu Zhirui are also growing up everywhere. It has long been commonplace. To say that it is to go out to play, it is better to say that a few children have moved to this little emperor, the emperor, with the cloud, and then wander around. When Mo Shuiyun just felt that his stomach was a little hungry, Mo Xiaobao was very generous and led him to the best restaurant in Licheng to eat.

The buddies of the restaurant were obviously very familiar with the group of people, and when they saw them entering the door, they came forward and brought them to the quietest room on the second floor. In the cloud, Mo went to the room and tried to endure his curiosity and uncomfortableness. He asked: "Shizi, do you come often?"

Mo Xiaobao smiled and said: "Not too often. Occasionally, once, but the dishes here are delicious. You are welcome, this restaurant is Qin Lie's home, and will not accept their money."

Qin Lie silently turned a blind eye, even if it is to eat white food, do not say so bright and honestly? Xiao Shizi, do you remember that this little emperor is your enemy?

Mo with the cloud looked at them with some envy: "It’s so good to you."

Leng Junhan blinked his eyes and looked at him with a small head: "If you like, you can stay and play with us. We will not bully you." Ink with the cloud has the best perception. Although this is good, he is based on the first emperor he has ever seen.

Ink slammed with the clouds and shook his head: "I can't stay."

Leng Junhan understands the nod. "I know, you are the emperor of Dachu. When the emperor is fun?" Mo Shuiyun shook his head bitterly: "It’s not fun, it’s not fun at all."

"Is it not fun?" Leng Junhan "touched" the "touch" brain and asked: "Xiaobao brother, do you want to be an emperor? The little emperor said that when the emperor is not fun." Mo Xiaobao disdained. Tao: "This is a king after the world, when the emperor has something remarkable. This world will be a king, know what."

"The emperor is bigger than the king." Xu Zhirui calmly spread the basic knowledge for his cousin.

Mo Xiaobao glanced at him. "Which emperor dare to say that he is bigger than his father?"

Everyone looked at each other and finally shrugged. Indeed, at least for now, at least there is no emperor who dares to follow the king. Xu Zhirui insisted: "Even if this is the case, the emperor is bigger."

Mo Xiaobao frowned and thought: "Well, then I still have to be the king!" If you don't step on the father, how can he stand up, even when the emperor doesn't even think about it. Mo Xiaobao confidently calculated in his heart.

In the cloud, while eating the delicious food on the table, he said: "If you are not the king, what should I do?"

Mo Xiaobao gave him a strange look and said: "Why wouldn't I be the king?"

"Ding Wangfu does not think that Xiaoshizi?" Mo Suiyun said casually: "Like the throne is not necessarily passed to the crown prince, the position of the king is not necessarily passed to the eldest son."

"Well..." Mo Xiaobao thought about it and nodded. "You can make sense. Thank you for reminding me. I will work hard to spur Lin to be a good brother." Mo Shuiyun smiled and said: "You are welcome. I just mentioned it at random, you don't have to worry about it."

"Right, ink with the cloud. I heard that the Queen of the Taihu Queen is murderous, your emperor "milk" "milk" is good for you?" Mo Xiaobao eyes turned, asked with concern. The ink with the hand holding the chopsticks paused, and smiled: "The "milk" "milk" is very good to me."

"You are so happy, my father is fierce to me. You are the emperor... others will listen to you. I am a small child... Father Wang Chengtian oppresses me." Mo Xiaobao envy the sigh.

Ink with a smile is slightly bitter, and his emperor is so happy. Even the next person around him sometimes does not move, let alone others listen to him. Looking at the innocent evil in front of him, he asked me to ask the West's Mo Xiaobao, and there was a cold and sorrowful Xu Junrui and Qin Lie who were enjoying the fun. Mo Suiyun suddenly felt a bit of awkwardness in his heart. Feel it. Why can they live in such a happy life, and he has to live in the cautious ice in the Chu Palace?

"I will definitely be more powerful than the father in the future!" Mo Xiaobao shouted at the table.

Cold Jun Han and others sitting next to him silently glanced at him, and he ignored him to continue to bury his head. Mo Xiaobao suddenly refused to follow, shouting: "I will definitely be more powerful than the father!"

In the cloud, I looked at his small look of anger and laughed. "I believe you, I will."

After listening to his words, Mo Xiaobao was happy. A shot of his shoulder said: "This is right. I know that we are one-party. You will definitely be better than your father in the future! Let's work together!"

Ink with the lips of the cloud pumping, and some of them can not decide whether the words are a blessing or a curse. Although he had no impression of his father, he still knew that he was extremely defeated as an emperor. However, seeing that Mo Xiaobao was holding a crystal elbow in a sincere manner, he decided to treat it as a blessing.

When Mo Jingyu turned over the entire glass city and finally found it, several children had already eaten a mess. As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the delicious food on the table was ruined. Only the leftovers and the leftovers were placed on the table. Leng Junhan eats and hangs on the side of the couch, "揉" belly, and the other few are talking about what is going on in the heat. Of course, most of them are Mo Xiaobao saying that the cold-faced Xu Zhirui occasionally makes up a few sentences, and the remaining two are purely listeners.

"Emperor!" Mo Jingyu screamed.

Ink with the clouds, this thought of what he ran out of the museum, did not know. Quickly want to get up, next to Mo Xiaobao whispered: "Don't be afraid of him, you are the emperor, don't be afraid of him."

Mo Shuiyun cast a grateful glance at him and stood up and said: "Wang Shu, is there something?"

Mo Jingyu's eyebrows picked it up. He didn't talk. He was behind the phoenix and smiled and walked out. "Yu Wang, are you not talking about it? How can the emperor have an accident in the city?"

Mo Jingyu held back the anger in his heart and nodded to the phoenix. He asked: "The emperor, how are you here?"

Ink whispered with the cloud: "I... I played with Xiao Shizi."

Mo Jingyu took a deep breath and said: "The emperor will come out to play later, or bring people better, so as not to worry about the following people." Mo Shuiyun nodded: "Wang Shu, I know it is wrong." See He did know that it was wrong. It was too much for Mo Jingyu to nod. Ink has always been obedient with the cloud, and suddenly disappeared from the museum today, and it really scared everyone. Fortunately, it was soon decided that Wang Fu had a message saying that Mo Suiyun followed Mo Xiaobao to eat here.

Mo Jingyu looked into the inside and saw that the children were staring at themselves with a soft face. Someone can't believe it, so a few children who are a few years older than the ink with the cloud can sneak out the sneak sneak out of the singularly emperor.

Mo Xiaobao felt that he should say something. He blinked his eyes and said to Mo Jingyu: "Yu Wang, you don’t want to be angry with Yun’s brother. It’s all bad for me. I wanted to go to the museum to visit my brother. However, he refused to see me. When I was angry, I sneaked into his room. I couldn’t help but ask for it to come out with us."

Mo Jingyu smiled faintly: "The world is heavy, and the world can go directly to the museum to find the emperor to play. However, now the whole people in the museum are looking for the emperor, we should go back."

Ink and cloud cleverly got up and followed Mo Jingyu. Mo Xiaobao still did not forget to be reluctant to send to the door, and promised to go to him to play tomorrow.

Feng Zhiyao leaned on the doorway and smiled at the four little devils and asked: "How? Big Chu Emperor is fun?"

Leng Junhan shook his head and said: "It's not fun, stupid."

Xu Zhirui thought about it with a small head: "Not fun, hypocrisy."

Qin Lie turned a blind eye. "It’s more annoying than the ink cloud." The ink sputum is weak and weak, and it is not so timid at the time, but the mind is too much.

Mo Xiaobao smiled and touched the small chin: "Fun, stupid, and a lot of minds, actually want to play with the distance. My little brother is still less than one year old."

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