Prince's baby concubine

When Mo Yizhao returned to the eldest princess's mansion, Jimo Xun seemed to have woken up, but he hadn't gotten up yet, and his buttocks were sticking out, not knowing what to do.He walked over and patted his butt, which made him get up and hide things in a hurry.

Mo Yizhao looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What is Xun'er hiding? So sneaky."

"No." Jimo Xun shook his head.But it was obvious that Mo Yizhao didn't believe his words, he grabbed the quilt and pulled it hard, while Jimo Xun also grabbed the other end of the quilt and refused to let go.This kind of action can only make Mo Yizhao more suspicious, maybe there is a man hidden under the quilt.So with some force, the quilt was torn away, and Ye Mingzhu lay there quietly.

Jimo Xun frowned instantly, grabbed Mo Yizhao's collar and shook it: "Zhao, I'm going to kill you!"

"What's the matter, Xun'er, what are you hiding with a night pearl?" Mo Yizhao hugged him in his arms and looked down at him. He puffed his face and said angrily, "This is the way Lingjing told me to make a wish with a night pearl. Just put the night pearl on the pillow, stare at it for a while, and then sit up and sincerely make a wish, it will be very effective, but you can’t be seen by others in the middle, otherwise it will be useless.”

"Pfft~" Mo Yizhao really didn't know whether to call him stupid or cute, he was simply a stupid cutie, and he could believe such words.Jimo Xun continued to puff his face, and he was even more angry when he was laughed at, he turned his head away with a snort.

Mo Yizhao lightly rubbed his nose, then kissed his lips, and said, "I said Xun'er, you can believe what that little girl says, and it's still such nonsense."

Jimo Xun was a little guilty, because he seemed to be a little stupid, but he was just curious, so he wanted to try it.Mo Yizhao let go of him and began to pack his things, and said to Jimo Xun who was still in a daze on the bed: "We are going back, we can't keep brother Huang waiting."

It's Mo Yiling again, Jimo Xun is a bit jealous, and Mo Yizhao always has Mo Yiling in every sentence.But, it's too cold here, he has already begun to miss the scorching summer, and he can finally go back.

After the carriage was ready, Mo Yizhao and his party were about to return to Nanxiang. The two sisters from the Ling family, Ji Limo and Huo Yu all came to see them off.Huo Yu knelt down and stroked Xiaoya's head and said to it: "Xue Zhan, no matter what your name will be in the future, you must follow your current master well."

Nangongxiang finally asked about Xiaoya, why did it know Huo Yu?Huo Yu gave him a very simple answer: "I met it three years ago. It saved me, so it is my benefactor, but I will repay the favor if I have a destiny in the future."

"Well, by the way, don't give up on Ji Limo, he is a very good person, you must treat him well."

"I know, you have to take good care of Fang Hua, and we will come back to you when we return to Nanxiang."

Lingjing hugged Jimo Xun and refused to let go, crying so hard that Jimo Xun was a little overwhelmed, she was still whimpering: "Cousin, you must come to see us often."

"Okay." Although Jimo Xun said so, what he actually thought in his heart was: the ghost is back, this place is so cold as to die.Before he recovered, Lingjing had already let go of him. He happily ran back to Lingjing and asked her what she had for lunch. This girl's film was just pretending.

Sitting in the carriage, I finally set off to go home, with snowflakes flying all over the sky, and said goodbye to them just like when I came.The carriage gradually drifted away, the town became smaller in Jimo Xun's sight, and then blurred and completely disappeared without a trace.There seems to be a layer of fog in the vicinity of the snow, and you can't see the distance clearly, only the general shape of the mountain. This kind of vague hazy feeling is also particularly beautiful.

Mo Yizhao put Jimo Xun's hat on for him, and it hurt to see his red ears from the cold.If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be really hard to imagine that there is such a place full of snow in summer.It is not surprising for Jimo Xun. After all, in the 21st century, where technology is soaring, summer is always winter in the southern hemisphere.

The team was driving mightily in the barren ice and snow, as small as an ant.The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and it became difficult to move forward. Mo Yizhao ordered everyone to slow down and take a rest if there was a village.But after walking for a long time, they didn't see the village, and the horses were hungry, so they couldn't get enough to eat only the dry forage.Not long after continuing on, a cave appeared in front of them. The guards went to check if there was no danger, so they could only rest in the cave first.

When Jimo Xun saw a tree, he used the power of the spirit race to make the tree grow leaves quickly, and collected them to feed the horses.This is fresher than hay, and the horses are happy.It was bitterly cold here even in the cave, and the guards gathered firewood everywhere, or chopped down dead trees to keep warm and roast things.

As expected, they were very capable and worked hard without complaint, and soon a fire broke out.Mo Yizhao helped Jimo Xun over and sat beside the fire, his body instantly warmed up.Nan Gongxiang and Fang Hua also came to sit down, in this icy and snowy place, only this small cave is warm.

Night fell quickly, the snow was light, but the cold did not dissipate at all.Jimo Xun stretched out two claws and approached the fire, his clothes almost burned, but fortunately Mo Yizhao found out and pulled him away quickly.

"are you hungry?"

"It seems a little bit." Jimo Xun rubbed his stomach.Mo Yizhao then asked the guards to bring over the food, and everyone roasted and ate it together. It felt like camping, and it was not bad.

Mo Yizhao grilled a piece of barbecue and handed it to Jimo Xun, who took it and devoured it quickly, not knowing where to put his oily paws.Mo Yizhao smiled lightly, and asked him what he wanted to eat?

Jimo Xun licked his lips and replied, "Is there any grilled fish? I really want to eat grilled fish."

"Yeah." Mo Yizhao took a fish and grilled it, carefully tore it off, picked out the fishbone and fed it to him.Jimo Xun has doubted more than once, does this good family man really belong to him?If it is placed in modern times, it is estimated that it will be hated to death by countless girls.In the end, I have been blessed by being a monk for several lifetimes.

The fish was put to his mouth, but he was in a daze. Mo Yizhao leaned over and kissed him before recovering, and opened his mouth to eat the meat.This little guy is so cute, who else can Mo Yizhao love if he doesn't love him?

Nangong Xiang and Fang Hua on the opposite side were much more normal, there was no ambiguity, no sloppy, but Nangongxiang handed him the roasted meat.

As the night darkened, Jimo Xun began to feel drowsy and yawned profusely.In this era, there are no TV dramas to follow, what else can I do at night except sleep.Mo Yizhao folded a piece of clothing for him as a pillow, covered him with the plush blanket he brought with him, kissed his forehead and said, "Go to sleep, Xun'er, I have to get up early and hurry on my way tomorrow."

"Go to sleep too." Jimo Xun grabbed his hand and refused to let go, afraid that he would disappear if he woke up.Mo Yizhao lay beside him, pulled the blanket over himself, and put him in his arms to make him feel at ease.

Nan Gongxiang also hugged Fang Hua and covered him with a blanket and fell asleep. The guards left two to watch the fire, and the others also fell asleep.It was snowing heavily in the middle of the night, but the cave was warm. Fang Hua seemed to be awakened from a nightmare. He looked up at Nan Gongxiang's sleeping face, squeezed into his arms, and continued to sleep.