Prince's baby concubine

The banquet to welcome the second prince back to the palace finally arrived. Although Mo Yiling had been back for a while, the emperor insisted on holding it because he felt that the palace was deserted recently and wanted to be lively.

This kind of crowded place is often not suitable for people like Jimo Xun, not to mention that Mo Yizhao had no strength at all last night, his back pain was so severe that it was difficult to even get up.

Mo Yizhao also felt that he had gone too far, but Jimo Xun ran in front of him without any clothes after showering last night, even a normal man couldn't control it.

Well, in fact, it was because Jimo Xun always forgot the ancient conservatism, wrapped a bath towel around his lower body and went out of the bath, but was caught by Mo Yizhao.

"Oh, it hurts so much." Jimo Xun was still complaining.Mo Yizhao also felt distressed, and asked the imperial doctor to ask the imperial doctor for a lotion to smear the wound on him, and also asked the imperial dining room to boil soup and water for him to drink.

Seeing that the banquet was about to begin, Mo Yizhao lifted the limp Jimo Xun and asked softly, "Xun'er, is it better? Let's go to the banquet."

"Can I not go?"

"No, father and mother are both here, if you don't go, it will be bad for us."

"It's not your fault!" Jimo Xun yelled, but it's right to think about it, let's go with reluctance.

Get up with difficulty, get dressed, and then limped to the banquet with Mo Yizhao's support.Sure enough, there were so many people, and at first glance, they were all heads, which made them feel uncomfortable.

Mo Yizhao carefully protected the sweetheart in his arms, fearing that it would fall apart if someone broke into it.It's not an exaggeration to think so, Jimo Xun is indeed like a jar that breaks at the touch of a touch.

A disgusting face came towards him - Mo Yixu.He still always has a smiling face, but this time, Jimo Xun no longer finds this smiling face so charming.

"Little San." Mo Yixu greeted very consciously.

Mo Yizhao glanced at him impatiently, and hummed, it was definitely the kind of sound made with his nose.

Mo Yixu continued to pretend to be kind and asked: "What's wrong with the princess?"

"It's okay, Brother Xie for your concern for Xun'er." After Mo Yizhao finished speaking, he took Jimo Xun away quickly, he didn't want to take another look at this face.

On the rampage, Mo Yizhao bumped into Mo Yiqian without paying much attention. The small man was hit by the big man and fell directly to the ground.

"Sixth prince!" Jimo Xun bent down to help Mo Yiqian with concern, his waist became even more sore.

Mo Yiqian rubbed his eyes, only to see that it was Jimo Xun, he hugged him happily and cheered, "Prince Xun! Long time no see."

This child is so cute, with delicate features and cute features, and two big round eyes staring at Jimo Xun intently.

Jimo Xun smiled lightly, pinching his soft face.This time the one next to him was in trouble, it had never shown such a smile in front of him, and when did the two of them become so familiar?

"Little devil." Mo Yizhao stared at Mo Yiqian viciously, which was definitely a warning.It was so ruthless that he didn't even spare his own brother.

"Why are you so fierce?" Jimo Xun yelled.

Mo Yizhao snorted and turned his head to be jealous.Jimo Xun chuckled, he didn't expect this guy to blush, it's cute when he gets angry.

"Okay, don't be angry, the banquet is about to start, let's go, Zhao."

Hearing Jimo Xun call his name, Mo Yizhao's mood naturally improved, and he continued to support him to their seats.

I remember that the first time Jimo Xun attended the banquet in the palace was their wedding, because he was too nervous to remember the people in the palace.Be sure to take a good look today.

Sitting at the table on their left is the second prince Mo Yiling, on the right is the fourth princess Mo Yiwu, followed by the fifth princess Mo Yiyan, then the sixth prince Mo Yiqian, the seventh prince Mo Yiqi, and the eighth princess Mo Yidie , is the youngest princess.

The royal family was in chaos, and Jimo Xun couldn't help complaining.

When everyone comes together, the singing and dancing begins.The first person to appear was Huan Ziling.She still covered her face with a light veil and was gorgeously dressed, wearing purple bells on her wrists and ankles, and holding a guzheng on her chest.

Mo Yizhao frowned, remembering Concubine Yan's warning.Turning his head to look at Jimo Xun again, he seemed to be looking at Huan Ziling expectantly.

Huan Ziling sat down slowly and put the zither on her knees.Flick the first bell, and the bell makes a beautiful melody, accompanied by a guzheng sound that is simply incomparable.

The melody is fast and slow, even if people in Nanxiang can't understand it, they can still feel its beauty.

Jimo Xun enjoyed it even more, enjoying the familiar and beautiful music with his eyes closed.Suddenly, some memories gradually emerged in the brain:

"Xun'er, does it sound good?" The voice of a gentle boy seemed to be fourteen or fifteen years old.

"It sounds good." Five-year-old Jimo Xun nodded sharply.

The boy bowed his waist and hugged Jimo Xun in his arms, his shoulders were instantly wet.

"Xun'er, I'm sorry, I can't protect you, but you must remember this song. When you hear it again, I will come to pick you up soon."

Who is the person in memory?What does come to pick him up mean?Now Jimo Xun's biggest obstacle is the blurred memory of his body, he can't remember too many things from the past, so that he doesn't remember anything about Xi Qi at all.

"What's the matter with Xun'er?" Mo Yizhao looked at Jimo Xun who was in a daze in his arms and didn't know when to cry, and helped him wipe away his tears with concern.

Jimo Xun shook his head and smiled forcefully, but in fact there was a bitter taste in his heart and he didn't know how to express it clearly.But no matter how bitter it is, this man's embrace will always heal him quickly.

Huan Ziling continued to play, raised her head and looked in the direction of Jimo Xun, a beautiful curve appeared at the corner of her mouth, which had never smiled.

After the banquet, Jimo Xun ate too much and his stomach was overwhelmed, so he went back to Chaoli Palace and lay down to feel extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Yizhao rubbed his stomach and deliberately laughed at him: "Look, Xun'er, you must listen to everyone who says you can't eat too much. What should you do if your stomach bursts?"

"No." Jimo Xun smirked: "Don't underestimate me, I can still eat."

"You know how to eat." Mo Yizhao pinched his nose lovingly.

In the evening, Huan Ziling stood alone in the pavilion of Huayin Building, the wind gently blew her hair, and a little maid came out from behind and saluted respectfully: "See Young Master Ziling."

"Biyu, I want you to go back to Xiqi quickly. The message is: His Highness the Fifth Prince has been found, so he is not dead yet."

"Yes, Biyu must send a message, young master be more careful." After speaking, Biyu retreated into the room, and Huan Ziling thought silently: "Your Highness Fifth, I will take you back to Xiqi soon. In this way, he will Don’t blame yourself and be sad anymore.”