Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Mo Xiaobao frowned and thought: "OK, then I still want to be the king first!" If you don't trample on your father, you don't have to think about how he can stand up. Mo Xiaobao confidently calculated in his heart.

Mo with the cloud while eating the delicious food on the table, while saying: "in case you are not king, how to do?"

Mo Xiaobao looked at him strangely and said, "why can't I be the king?"

"Isn't there still a little prince in Ding Wang's mansion?" Ink with the cloud at random: "like the throne is not necessarily handed down to the crown prince, the throne of the king is not necessarily handed down to the eldest son."

"Well..." Mo Xiaobao thought and nodded: "you have a point. Thank you for reminding me. I will try my best to urge lin'er to be a good little brother. " Ink with cloud light a smile way: "you are welcome, I just casually mentioned a sentence, you don't have to put in the heart."

"Yes, ink follows the cloud. It's said that the Empress Dowager of Da Chu is very fierce. Is your grandmother good to you? " Mo Xiaobao turned his eyes and asked with concern. Mo with the cloud holding the chopsticks of the hand to pause for a while, smile way: "Huang granny is very good to me."

"You are very happy. My father is very cruel to me. You are the Emperor Everyone else will listen to you. My little son of a family My father bullies me all day long. " Mo Xiaobao sighed with admiration.

Mo with cloud smile slightly bitter, he this emperor where have so happy. Even the servants around him sometimes do not move, let alone others listen to him. Looking at the innocent face in front of him, he pulled himself to ask Mo Xiaobao, and Leng Junhan, Xu Zhirui and Qin lie, who had a good time eating beside him. When Mo followed yundun, he felt that he had a feeling of jealousy in his heart. Why can they live such a carefree and happy life while he has to walk on thin ice in the palace of Chu?

"I will be better than my father in the future Mo Xiaobao clapped the table and cried out.

Leng Junhan and others who sat beside the table looked at him in silence, ignored him and continued to eat hard. Mo Xiaobao immediately disobeyed and yelled, "I must be more powerful than my father!"

Mo with cloud to see his small appearance of exasperation, smile way: "I believe you, certainly will."

Listen to his words, Mo Xiaobao immediately happy. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "that's right. I knew we were one party. You will be better than your father! Let's work together

Ink with the cloud lip corner smoke, some uncertain ink Xiaobao this word is blessing or curse. Although he had no impression of his father, he still knew that he was a great failure as an emperor. But seeing Mo Xiaobao's face sincerely grasping a crystal elbow and gnawing hard, he decided to treat it as a blessing.

By the time Mo Jingyu finally found out the whole Licheng, several children had already been in a mess. As soon as I opened the door, I saw that a table of delicious food was ruined a lot, only the leftovers were disorderly placed on the table. Leng Junhan ate up and lay on one side of the couch rubbing stomach, the other several are surrounded by the hot haw how how to say something. Of course, most of them are said by Mo Xiaobao. The cold faced Xu Zhirui occasionally adds a few words. The remaining two are purely audience members.

"The emperor!" Mo Jingyu called in a deep voice.

Ink with cloud a Leng, this just remembered oneself to run out of the post house thing, Mo Jingyu did not know. Quickly want to stand up, next to Mo Xiaobao whispered: "don't be afraid of him, you are the emperor, don't be afraid of him."

Mo followed the cloud to cast a grateful look at him, then stood up and said, "Uncle Wang, what's the matter?"

Mo Jing picked up his eyebrows and didn't speak. After him, Feng Zhiyao came out with a smile and said, "King Yu, I didn't say that. How could the emperor have an accident in Licheng?"

Mo Jingyu held back his anger and nodded to Feng Zhiyao. Then he asked, "emperor, how can you be here?"

Mo followed the cloud in a low voice: "I I'm going out to play with my son. "

Mo Jingyu took a deep breath and said, "if the emperor wants to come out and play in the future, it's better to take people with him, so as not to worry about the people below." "Uncle Wang, I know I'm wrong." Seeing that he did know that he was wrong, Mo Jingyu nodded his head, which was a mistake. Mo suiyun has always been obedient, and suddenly disappeared from the post house today, which really frightens the people of big Chu. Fortunately, soon news came from Ding Wang's mansion that Mo followed the cloud to eat with Mo Xiaobao.

Mo Jingyu looked inside and saw the children lying on the soft collapse, looking at themselves innocently. Mo Jingyu really can't believe that only a few children who are several years younger than Mo suiyun can sneak Mo suiyun, a small emperor who has always been cautious, out of the post house to play.

Mo Xiaobao thought he should say something. He blinked his eyes and said to Mo Jingyu, "Yu Wang, don't be angry with brother suiyun. It's all my fault. Originally, I wanted to visit brother suiyun in the post house, but He won't see me. I was so angry that I snuck into his room. Brother suiyun can't stand my request to come out and play with us. "

Mo Jingyu said with a faint smile: "the son of a generation is very serious. In the future, he can come to the post house directly to find the emperor to play. But now the whole post house is looking for the emperor. It's time for us to go back. "Ink with the cloud clever get up, follow Mo Jingyu to go. Mo Xiaobao also reluctantly sent to the door, and promised to go to play with him tomorrow.

Feng Zhiyao leaned on the door and looked at the four little ghosts with a smile and asked, "how about it? Is it fun for the little emperor of Chu? "

Leng Junhan shook his head and said: "not good to play, stupid."

Xu Zhirui slanted his small head to think: "not good to play, hypocrisy."

Qin lie rolled a white eye, "more than Mo Suyun also hate." Mo Suyun is timid and cowardly. At that time, he is not so timid, but he has too much in mind.

Mo Xiaobao touched his chin with a smile and said, "it's funny, stupid, and has a lot of heart. He even wants to play the game of estrangement. My little brother is less than one year old. "