After being bound by the cute new system, I took the whole place flying

Zhao Mo glanced at the grapes on the table, wiped his hands carefully with a brocade handkerchief, and then began to peel the grapes for Si Qing.

"It can't be said that it was expected. I can only say that it's not unexpected."

Putting the peeled grapes on the small plate in front of Si Qing, Si Qing glanced at Zhao Chen who was writing furiously, and then put the grapes into his mouth.

"Then are you confident enough for this trip?"

Zhao Mo nodded slightly.

"If I wasn't sure enough, I wouldn't dare to leave you and Chen'er alone in this capital. Don't worry, I have already negotiated with your father and handed over most of my power to your father. If anything goes wrong, He will appear in time to save you two."

Si Qing was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Since you have prepared a backup plan, I won't say anything. However, I think that he is not so bold as to dare to force the palace directly, but there is a high possibility that he wants to get rid of you halfway. It’s you who should be more careful.”

When I go out to do errands, it's all about flood control. It's too easy for people to find excuses to deal with it.

For example, say you slipped and fell into the water, you were trapped in a disaster-stricken area during a heavy rainstorm, or you contracted the plague...

There are so many reasons to want to trap people in that place.

"You care about me."

She was trying to reason with him, but this man started flirting with her. Si Qing couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw Zhao Mo's smile.

"Who cares about you anymore? I'm afraid that you won't be able to come back there, causing Chen'er and I to suffer here."

Zhao Mo didn't care about Si Qing's statement.

"Don't worry, even if it's for you and Chen'er, I will crawl back from that damn place. If they want to deal with me, just a minister like that is not qualified."

Seeing that Zhao Mo seemed to be completely confident, Si Qing stopped asking further questions.

'Xiao Qi, spend more time with Zhao Mo. When he leaves Beijing, please watch carefully. If there is anything strange, report it to me in time. I always feel that the left prime minister doesn't look like anything. Unprepared look. '

[Don’t worry, host, Xiaoqi will never let you become a widow. ]

'Although I don't like your metaphor very much, thank you anyway. '

Zhao Chen was quietly practicing calligraphy on the side. If you look carefully, you can find that his pen has not been moved on the paper for a long time, and the smudged ink dots penetrated the paper and soaked into the surface of the next piece of paper.

"Xiao Chen'er, I'm tired from writing. Come over to Queen Mother and let's take a rest."

When Si Qing saw Zhao Chen put down his pen, he quickly asked Zhao Chen to come to him.

Zhao Chen was picked up by Si Qing and placed on the soft couch. Looking at Zhao Mo sitting beside him, Zhao Chen pursed his lips.

"Don't you think Xiao Chen'er wants to eat grapes?"

Picking up a grape as clear as amethyst with his slender fingers, he gently peeled off the skin and placed it on the white jade plate in front of Si Qing. After doing all this, Zhao Mo raised his eyes and looked at the person who was staring straight at him. Zhao Chen looked at him and smiled slightly at him.

"If you want to eat, just take what's on the plate."

Zhao Chen stared at Zhao Mo for a long time, then looked at Zhao Mo, and then at the grapes on the plate, unable to say a word.

Si Qing was more thoughtful than Zhao Mo. Seeing Zhao Chen like this, a thought crossed his mind.

"Okay, stop peeling grapes there and eat some yourself. Don't make it look like we are abusing you."

"How dare you? It's my blessing to serve you two."

As he said that, Zhao Mo turned his attention to the oranges placed aside.

"Are you tired of grapes? Do you want some more oranges?"

Seeing how Zhao Chen was getting more and more muffled, Zhao Mo actually thought of something.

only……

He didn't want to pretend in front of Zhao Chen anymore.

Anyway, this little guy will know sooner or later, so let him guess it now.

"Chen'er, do you want to eat an orange? If you want to eat, uncle Huang will help you peel one."

Zhao Chen finally nodded to Zhao Mo. He had never felt the love of a father. After being brought out from the cold palace by the ministers, he climbed into that position in a daze. After that, he saw his father lying in the coffin. .

He never thought that his father would look like a ghost, with a pale face and a skinny and shriveled body.

The father he imagined should be heroic and handsome, just like Zhao Mo in front of him. However, he knew very well that Zhao Mo was just his uncle, and his biological father was already Dead.

Moreover, his mother and queen were nominally his father's wife, the emperor's uncle and his mother. How could this be possible?

"It seems that our little Chen'er likes to eat oranges. Uncle Huang will teach you how to choose oranges. Choose the ones with darker colors at the stems and ends. Generally, oranges with darker colors in these two places are sweeter."

Zhao Mo said, picking through a plate of oranges, using his method to find an orange that he thought was the sweetest, and then moved his fingers to pick it apart.

Si Qing looked at Zhao Mo's skillful movements and raised her eyebrows slightly. She found that Zhao Mo did these things very neatly, even peeling off the white platycodon part of the orange.

After peeling it off, put the orange petals in front of Chen'er.

"Chen'er, try it and see if it's still sweet."

Zhao Chen hadn't felt this kind of warmth for a long time. He pursed his lips and finally stretched out his hand to eat the orange completely.

"The way the emperor picks oranges is so amazing. These oranges are really sweet."

Seeing Zhao Chen finally showing a smile, Zhao Mo breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he was also nervous just now.

He was afraid that Zhao Chen would look down on him on the spot. He could see that Si Qing liked this little guy Zhao Chen very much. If the relationship between him and Zhao Chen was tense, Si Qing would be the one who would be in trouble.

He couldn't bear to have his baby suffer like this.

"Do you want to eat other fruits? If you want to eat, the emperor will ask someone to prepare it."

Zhao Chen shook his head at Zhao Mo, stuffed the oranges into his mouth in detail, chewed them slowly and swallowed them, then looked up at Zhao Mo and smiled at Zhao Mo.

"Uncle Huang, Chen'er really likes you."

Hearing this unexpectedly, Zhao Mo was a little dazed for a moment, but he realized it after a moment and smiled at Zhao Chen.

"Uncle Huang also likes you very much."

Si Qing curled his lips slightly when he saw one big and one small like this.

"They all say that my nephew looks like my uncle, but I think Zhao Chen looks quite similar to you."

When Zhao Mo heard this, he began to look at Zhao Chen's facial features carefully.

"Don't tell me, I just discovered that Xiao Chen'er's eyes are really similar to mine."

Si Qing handed Zhao Chen into Zhao Mo's arms, and then carefully looked at their faces.