Yun Mo sighed, walked to the table and sat down face to face with her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoSince she's found out, it's better to tell her as it is. "Ever since I was seven years old, someone would bring me a painting on the 10th day of every month. Every time the person who comes to deliver the painting is different, it may be a pedestrian passing by the roadside, or it may be the shopkeeper who entertains guests in the teahouse, or even the eagle carrying it from the sky...... But either way, this matter has never been interrupted for sixteen years, and it has never been missed for a day. No matter where I am, even on the battlefield where I am fighting to the death against the enemy, this picture scroll will always be delivered on time. Yun Mo picked up one of them, a look of pity appeared on his face, "Speaking of which, you may not believe it." There were times when I was able to survive the battlefield thinking that I hadn't received my drawings yet. I received it this month and looked forward to the next month, always wondering, did the person in this painting grow up, did he play again, or did he fall asleep in some strange place?"

Murong Lingfeng stood up and walked in front of Yun Mo, pouting and looking at him, "Secretly painting me without my permission, you are infringing on the right of portraiture!"

Yun Mo pulled her over and let her sit on his lap, but he refused to admit the "crime", "I'm just an acceptor, but I didn't steal the painting, you probably have to reason with Aunt Li about this." ”

Murong Lingfeng tugged at Yun Mo's hair, "I thought you were in love with me at first sight, it turns out that you have coveted me since I was so young!"

"Of course it's love at first sight!" Yun Mo stroked Murong Lingfeng's cheek, "Actually, you don't feel very different from the people in this picture. You are much more agile than him, and his demeanor is not as good as yours. ”

The person in the painting is lazy, insignificant, independent and immortal, while the little boy in front of him is cunning, delicate, eccentric, and often vexatious. is a first-class troublemaker, but people can't hate it, so they can only spoil her harder. Yun Mo understood the mind of the Ninth Prince the most, the kind of mood that only wanted to be good to her, and only wanted to put the best things in the world in front of her, how could he not understand it?

However, in fact, to be honest, when the little boy is asleep, it is indeed the same as in the painting. Every time Yun Mo looked at her sleeping, there was always the illusion that she was about to fly away and leave him forever. That's why he is so insecure, and he suffers from gains and losses like this.

"I'm so grateful to Aunt Li, who has involved me in your growth in another way. That's right, I've known about you for a long, long time, and I'm looking forward to you growing up day by day. Yun Mo traced her eyebrows, although he still couldn't see her true appearance, this face had long been deeply engraved in his heart, "I have been waiting for my little bride to really come to my side. ”

"Then when she really came, were you still satisfied?" Murong Lingfeng asked softly.

Yun Mo hugged her into his arms, "Where can satisfaction be used to describe my feelings? Thank you for existing, thank you for coming, thank you for struggling on the battlefield for so long, and still survive and see you. ”

Murong Lingfeng leaned into Yun Mo's arms and secretly curled the corners of his mouth, "Why didn't I know before, it turns out that the Holy Lord can talk like this?"

Yun Mo said, "It's okay, you still have a lifetime to discover my merits." He looked at the few scrolls next to him that had been divided by Murong Lingfeng, which he had painted with his own hands in recent months. Since the little boy came to his side, Lord Li's paintings have never been sent again, and Yun Mo has only written it himself. His paintings are not as beautiful as the artistic conception of the county lord, but the lines of the little boy are outlined more clearly. There is less ethereal in her body and more real.

There was a knock at the door. Yun Mo hugged the little boy and didn't move, "Come in." ”

Yun Han walked in from the outside, saw the two people stuck together, and touched his nose a little embarrassedly, "Am I here at the wrong time?"

"It's not the right time for you to come!" Yun Mo said unceremoniously, "Say, what's the matter?"

Yun Han coughed lightly, "Uncle Huang said that a feast has been prepared in the palace, and he wants to invite Xiao Feng'er to the Panlong Palace for a banquet." ”

Yun Mo looked out the window, "It's only too late, and Uncle Huang has prepared a feast?

Yun Han shrugged, "Uncle Huang's original words are to invite for a day! Let Xiao Feng'er also taste the craftsmanship of the imperial chef in the palace!"

"Then let's go!" When it comes to eating, no one is more active than Little Boy.

Yun Mo grabbed her, "What's the matter with my three locks?" Yun Mo looked at the three broken locks on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless, "Baby, when will you stop being so violent?"

Murong Lingfeng lowered his head embarrassedly, "What, I'll ask Sichen to bring you three more in a while." With that, Murong Lingfeng dragged Yun Han out quickly, "Let's go quickly, don't let the emperor wait in a hurry." ”

Yun Mo sighed, resigned himself to the fate of the little boy's messy picture scrolls one by one in the order he had before, locked them back into the wooden box, and hid them under the bed. In the future, the number of scrolls in this box will increase. He would insist on making a painting for his little princess for a month, and when they were old, he would take out these Danqing paintings and take a look, recalling what happened in their lives, with tears, smiles, bitterness, and happiness.

Packed up, Yun Mo walked to the front of the Martial King's Mansion. Finding that Murong Lingfeng was still waiting for him at the door, he unconsciously smiled. "Let's go, you haven't had breakfast yet, don't go hungry." ”

They came to the door of the Panlong Palace, and before they could enter, they saw three teenagers in their twenties kneeling at the door of the Panlong Palace, they looked tired and looked embarrassed.

Murong Lingfeng tugged at Yun Mo's sleeves, "Who are they?"

"The emperor's three princes. Yun Mo whispered in Murong Lingfeng's ear.

The three princes also saw Yun Mo. The reaction of these three people was peculiar, and the one on the far left, who seemed to be the youngest, snorted coldly with disdain, as if there was some grudge between the two. The one on the far right turned a blind eye to the clouds, and didn't look like he was seen at all. But the man in the middle wanted to see a life-saving straw, and immediately crawled to Yun Mo's side, "Brother Yun Mo, you can help us! My mother and concubine are really wronged! It is absolutely impossible for her to do anything to kill her father!"

The youngest seemed to be very incomprehensible to his behavior, "Brother Huang, why are you begging him?" They have been pressed by Yun Mo since they were children, and in the eyes of the children, it was this person who robbed the emperor of his father's favor.

Yun Mo disdained the child's care, and bent down to help up the person kneeling in front of him, "Second prince, hurry up! This matter will be tried by the Imperial Qing Division, and the imperial uncle will decide, and I am afraid that I will not be able to help much." ”

"No," the second prince, Nangong Jue, firmly believed that only Yun Mo could help them now, "Brother Yun Mo, my father likes you the most, you help your mother and concubine to intercede, don't let her stay in the Imperial Qing Division, it's not a place for people to stay at all!"

"You haven't entered the Imperial Qing Division, how do you know that it's not a place for people?" Murong Lingfeng couldn't help but interject.

Nangong Jue hadn't noticed it just now, but now she saw this person standing next to Yun Mo, dressed in white and jade-faced, with long hair fluttering, and a faint immortal aura surrounding her, "Are you an immortal?"