love day

Wenfu.

"Master Lu came to visit late at night, why?" In fact, Wen Fei was also very uneasy, but if he didn't stabilize Lu Hongfei first, he knew that things would be even more chaotic.The thugs he sent out have not come back yet. He realized that the matter is not easy, but Lu Hongfei is a cowardly person who is afraid of death. If he is not careful, he will disrupt his plan.

"Something has happened, do you know who is in your Wenxiang inn?" Lu Hongxing would have yelled if he wasn't afraid of being heard.

"Isn't that the little monk from Huangjue Temple?" Wen Fei himself was annoyed, and even more annoyed when he saw Lu Hongxing.

"It's not bad to be a little monk, but another identity of the little monk is Mo Qingtian, the adopted grandson of the Queen Mother five years ago, who was named the warm son."

"what?"

"More than that, there is another man who is with Mr. Wen Qing, the youngest son of the first emperor, and now the Xiaoyao King."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier."

"Didn't I say it earlier? It was because you didn't investigate the people around him clearly when investigating the identity of the young monk." Lu Hongxing accused Wen Fei, "And the king has already reconciled with the fourth prince, and the fourth prince went to the station to talk to the eldest prince. After mentioning these things, they also said that Mr. Wen Qing was the only healthy person in this plague incident, which shows that they already knew about the old monk. And they also said that King Xiaoyao already had an antidote for the plague. "

"They told you these things?" Wen Fei frowned, something was wrong.

"No, I overheard them talking." Lu Hongxing replied.

eavesdrop?Wen Fei's brows furrowed even tighter, and then he yelled: "No, it's because of them..." Before he could finish the word intentionally, the entire Wen family was already brightly lit.

The door of the room was kicked open, and the guards in military uniforms stood outside the door with torches, and the leader was a handsome man of Fengshen.He was holding a young monk by the hand, and his indifferent and elegant demeanor was the most outstanding highlight of the night.

The man stepped in, his gestures were noble and natural.This man, both Lu Hongxing and Wen Fei had already guessed, must be Xiaoyao Wang Mo Tianqiong.

Three days later.

The plague in Hanxianghu Town was resolved, and all the patients who were quarantined were cured, and what Wen Fei did was nothing more than the interests of the family.The prefect Lu Hongxing was severely punished by Mo Tianqiong on the spot.King Xiaoyao personally sits in the execution ground. His white clothes are completely opposite to the blood of the execution ground, but they match so well.It seemed that this man was born to control his life.

The matter of Hanxiang Lake was settled, but the people from Yaowang Valley hadn't arrived yet, so Qingtian wrote another letter to Luxin, saying that he had returned to the imperial capital.

Therefore, the two of them made a mistake.

The team back to the imperial capital was huge, and Qingtian was accompanied by Mo Tianqiong, so Wang Kong was asked to take the disciples from Huangjue Temple back first.The disciples of Huangjue Temple were all well-behaved, and when the abbot opened his mouth, and with Mo Tianqiong around, they naturally bid farewell.

The magistrate of Hanxiang Lake died, and it was not easy for Mo Senyi and other princes to stay there, so Mo Tianqiong asked Cheng Wei to stay and take care of things there temporarily.

In the past few days, no matter where Qingtian went, there was always a gaze following him cautiously.The owner of the gaze did not dare to approach, but that gaze could not be moved away.

Qingtian naturally knows who this person is, he doesn't speak, but sticks to Mo Tianqiong quietly.

The scenery in the south is beautiful, even in the winter season in November, you still have to admire it.

"Hungry?" In the carriage, Mo Tianqiong asked with a smile as he watched Qingtian rub his stomach with his hands.

Qingtian nodded: "I want to go out and ride a horse." Because his hands are inconvenient, he can only sit in the carriage. For this reason, Mo Tianqiong, who likes a happy life, also accompanied him.But after all, he was a child, seeing everyone on horseback, why didn't he want to.

"I'm hungry and want to ride a horse, so I can't come with both." Mo Tianqiong picked up the cakes, "Eat a few cakes first, and when you're full, I'll take you to ride a horse." Mo Tianqiong didn't ask along the way, out of consideration God's feelings, now that the child has opened his mouth, it couldn't be better.

"Really?" Qingtian's eyes lit up, and the quiet eyes immediately became brighter.Mo Tianqiong looked at it and couldn't help being taken aback.Qingtian's eyes are so beautiful.

"Really." Really, he has always doted on this child. Before, he just took pity on him, but now, knowing the identity of this child's possible existence, he feels even more distressed.Maybe it's the feeling of being connected by blood, this child is his nephew.

"Okay." After eating the pastry all the way, it was actually not tasty anymore. Qingtian wanted to eat, but where did he come from in the town?But Mo Tianqiong's temptation is a poison, so Qingtian can't help himself.He stuffed a few pastries in twos and twos: "Eat it."

Mo Tianqiong chuckled.He stretched out his hand naturally, raised Qingtian's jaw with one hand, and gently wiped the pastry crumbs from the corner of his mouth with the other: "I'm really anxious."

But at this moment, Qingtian stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth.

Mo Tianqiong's hands trembled, Qingtian's tongue felt cool to the touch, but he actually felt his hands start to heat up.Not only did my hands feel hot, but my heartbeat was also a little irregular.

His eyes locked tightly on the child again.The delicate and alluring face was tinged with red in the whiteness.The twinkling eyes reveal a bit of wisdom in their purity.Wearing a slender body in a monk's robe of high-quality material, it looks fragile, but it is even more flawless.

Mo Tianqiong hurriedly looked away.

Ten-year-old boys are naturally taller than girls of the same age.If it were a girl's body, Qingtian of this height would look about twelve or thirteen years old.

"Uncle Tianqiong?" The long eyelashes blinked a few times, and Qingtian looked at Mo Tianqiong with a slightly aggressive look in puzzlement.

Suddenly he came back to his senses, his heart was still beating, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be going against the flow.

"Wait a moment." Mo Tianqiong hurriedly raised the curtain of the car window, borrowing the cool wind outside to wake himself up, "Chengying, pull Wu Xuan over."

Wu Xuan is indeed a beautiful horse, with black and shiny hair, he is very domineering among horses.Even if Qingtian has little contact with horses, he knows that this horse is different.

Mo Tianqiong carried him out of the carriage: "But you want to play with him?" Anyway, there is no rush to go back to the palace, and it doesn't matter if you go sightseeing along the way.

"En." Sure enough, the child's eyes lit up again.

Mo Tianqiong took his hand and placed it on Wu Xuan's head: "It's called Wu Xuan."

As if he could respond to his master, Wu Xuan lowered his head and rubbed Qingtian's palm.

"Why is it called Wuxuan?" Qingtian smiled, the mellow laughter is the child's natural joy.Mo Senyi, Mo Sensi, and Mo Senwu sat on their own horses, but they looked at them in unison.

Their uncle looked at the children beside him with a gentle expression, and explained the origin of Wu Xuan in a doting voice.An extremely warm scene, no one thought that the two would have a love that would overwhelm the country in the future.

"Xuan is the collective name for this kind of horse. There are very few horses with the bloodline of Xuan. Looking around the world, unless it is a place that specializes in cultivating Xuan horses, it is almost impossible to see Xuan horses. Can Qing Tian understand the meaning of the word Xuan?" Mo Tianqiong stood beside Qingtian and let Qingtian lead the horse.

"Understood, Xuanzhi is infinitely mysterious and endlessly changing."

"That's right, the mystery of black horses is that their sweat is red, so they are also called sweat horses."

"So proud?"

"The crow comes from its black hair. When Wu Xuan is sweating, the hair reflects the red light in the sun, which is quite...beautiful." Mo Tianqiong turned his head and happened to watch the sunset on Qingtian's face. , leaving a blush.The word "beautiful" can't help it.

There was a longing light in Qingtian's eyes.

How comfortable it is to gallop on Wuxuan under the sun.

Mo Tianqiong saw the longing in his eyes: "After your hand is healed, we will go to Rixia Slope to look for Wuxuan who is in love."

"Rixiapo?" What kind of place is that?

"It's a place full of flowers all over the mountains, more beautiful than the flowers in the Imperial Garden, and the Wuxuan variety is only found in Rixia Slope."

"Then I'll pick a lot of flowers and put them in Uncle Tianqiong's room."

Mo Tianqiong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

Deep laughter on this empty road, especially tender.

Mo Senyi and the others listened quietly, they did not dare to speak to Mo Tianqiong like this.In their eyes and hearts, Mo Tianqiong's identity was equal to their father, who was so tall that he could chop off anyone's head at any time.But love God dare.From childhood to adulthood, Qingtian is different among their childhood sweethearts.When he was a child, he read a book by one person.During the party, he quietly followed the Queen Mother.He smiled, but only at people he recognized.He is not happy, and he does not accommodate others.Everyone said that the fifth prince, Mo Senwu, was domineering and domineering, but in the palace, if he was a truly presumptuous person, who would dare to compare with the warm and affectionate son?

The empress doting is the background, and the presumptuousness of the warm-hearted son is not even dared to provoke Mo Senyi's mother, and the noble concubine also avoids it.

Mo Senyi understood now.It was the protection of the Queen Mother and King Xiaoyao that created such a warm and loving son.Asylum without purpose?Actually otherwise, Mo Senyi is almost certain that Slow is Zi Xiaorui and his father's son.His... sixth brother.Then, what kind of role is the Prince Yu in it.

Suddenly, Mo Senyi came back to his senses.Mo Tianqiong's sharp gaze swept across him, and when he wanted to meet each other, his gaze was gone.He felt a little cold. This palace and the following story made people dare not think about it.