Hearing these few magic words, the two of them stumbled and almost fell, afraid of hearing something, and flew away with light skills.

After a few people left, Mo Ling lay on the low floor, covered with a blanket, staring thoughtfully at the heavy snow outside.

I didn't expect the sullen identity to be so powerful, and she was only a county lord, and she was only ten years old...

Will his father approve of them?

He said before that his adoptive father forced him to go on a blind date, and it will be a few years before she grows up, can his adoptive father wait...

Mo Ling had always been confident, but after learning about Emperor Tianjue's identity, she became unconfident, and she wasn't sure if the head of the family would agree to the two of them being together.

If you don't agree to be sullen in the middle, it will definitely be difficult to manage, and the relationship between the two of them will be ...

Her parents disagreed with the sullen effort to get them to agree, but the head of the house disagreed with how she could convince the head of the house with her current appearance of ten years old...

The head of the Taoist Sect who is supreme and respected by everyone in the world.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of imminent departure from Emperor Tianjue in his heart, that feeling like Di Tianjue would suddenly leave her, just like this time he suddenly returned to the Demon Palace without saying a word.

Originally, the path of the two of them was very clear, but since he learned his identity, it became a little blurred at this moment.

After a long time, he sighed, patted his little face and comforted himself in a low voice: "It's okay Mo Ling, you are not bad, you have long legs, big breasts, perfect body, and good looks, you are a perfect match for sullenness, you have to believe in yourself... If the head of the house doesn't agree, it's a big deal to cook the raw rice and cook the rice!"

Forehead... Even if she cooks rice, she can't afford to cook it with her small body...

Irritably, he grabbed two handfuls of hair and continued to look at the heavy snow outside.

That fantasy bloody dream Moling has only done it once, and she hasn't dreamed about it during this time, and she has been entangled in that matter for a few days, but her heart has always been big, and she was forgotten after a few days.

Now she began to be entangled again, worried about her and Di Tian's absolute affairs, sat on the chair all day and sighed and sighed, and fell asleep in the middle of the night after lying on the bed after dinner.

This night she had a bloody dream again, in which Emperor Tianjue took another woman's hand and stood next to a bad old man, saying that his adoptive father did not agree with their affairs, he didn't want her anymore, and he wanted to have a lot of fat dolls with another woman.

Later, when she grew up, her adoptive father agreed to the two of them, but he was already married to another woman, so she became his concubine.

But Emperor Tian was absolutely empathetic, fell in love with another woman, and talked to me and me all day long, and she lived a cold palace life in tears in the Demon Palace all day long.

In the end, they really gave birth to a lot of fat dolls, and she counted, well, twenty...

"Damn... Is this a pig... Born so much..."Unconsciously whispered, Mo Ling woke up slowly, his mind was blank for a few seconds, and he sat up suddenly.

"Damn... It's a dream... This dream is really Nima drunk..."

As soon as Zhu'er entered the door, she saw Mo Ling sitting on the bed stupidly, and hurriedly covered her with a quilt, "What are you doing, county lord..."

"Ah, it's okay, count the pigs..."Mo Ling replied dumbfounded.

"Count the pigs?" Pearl's confusion remained.

Mo Ling came back to her senses and remembered what she said, with a capital embarrassment on her face, "Ahem... Count the pearls!!"

"Oh... Don't count, get up quickly, tonight the night country, the king of the underworld is coming, the emperor and the prince and the civil and military officials will personally greet you, can you be late!"

Mo Ling nodded, it seemed that her father told her during dinner yesterday that she received news yesterday that the two emperors had arrived in the neighboring city of Kyoto, which was not far from Kyoto, and would be there this morning.

But she didn't listen to it yesterday in a trance, and almost forgot about it.

Hurriedly got up and got out of bed to rinse his mouth and wash his face, and after finishing it, he changed into a light yellow palace dress, tied his hair in a bun, and went straight to the main hall with a white cloak.

Mo Yufeng and the others in the main hall were waiting for her, and Mo Ling went in and served the two of them, "Father, mother, please be safe." ”

"Good, good. Ling Yurou smiled lovingly.

"Didn't you go if your mother didn't change her palace clothes?"

"What are you going to in the ice and snow, I told your imperial uncle, I won't go to greet you, and I will go to the banquet in the evening. ”

"It's also huh..."

"Hurry up and eat, go to the East City Gate after eating, it is estimated that the imperial brother is already waiting there. Ling Yurou said with a smile.

While talking, several people had breakfast, and after breakfast, Mo Yufeng hugged Ling Yurou and told her not to go out, and only when she came back could she go out with him.

Greasy and crooked for a long time, Mo Ling has been eating dog food beside her, and it was only when she had already eaten that Mo Yufeng was tired and crooked.

Holding her little hand and walking towards the city, seeing that her little hand was cold, she frowned and said, "Your hands are so cold, why don't you hold a stove?"

"What are you talking about going to greet the king and holding a stove?"

"Then let's get a hand cage! What should I do if it's frozen!"

"Yikes... I forgot—" Mo Ling stuck out his tongue.

The two of them had already walked to the gate, and Mo Yufeng walked back decisively, "Let's take the hand cage, and by the way, I'm adding a few clothes, my hands are too cold." ”

"No need... Uncle Huang is already waiting..."

"Whatever, the world is big, the baby girl is the biggest!"

Mo Ling sneered, and suddenly felt that she, an unreliable father, had returned to the right path of the favored female madman.

Yesterday it snowed heavily overnight, the snow was very thick, and it had reached the height of the feet and necks, and it was a little difficult to walk, and it took ten minutes to reach the spiritual garden.

Mo Ling put on his clothes, and the two of them inked for half an hour before getting into the carriage and heading to the East City Gate.

Mo Ling lifted the curtain and stared at the street outside, it was still snowing lightly at this time, and there was thick snow on the roof, and the whole world was surrounded by snow.

She didn't expect the combination of ancient buildings and snow to be so beautiful, it was an indescribable natural beauty, more eye-catching than any man-made scenery.

From the Imperial Palace to the East City Gate, there were countless Imperial Forest Soldiers standing on the streets, standing straight on the left and right sides and looking around vigilantly.

In the streets behind the Imperial Guards stood hundreds of people, some holding flowers, some with banners with the word "Greeting" written on them, each with excitement and excitement, waiting to welcome the kings of various countries.

Although it was snowing outside, the enthusiasm of the people could be felt by Mo Ling through the carriage.

Because the Imperial Forest Army stood on both sides to open the road, no one dared to go to the street except for the civil and military officials, and at this time, when they saw the carriage, the people were talking about which official's carriage it was.

The chattering in his ears came and went, and Mo Ling lowered the curtain and sat quietly in the carriage.

The carriage traveled unhindered for about twenty minutes before reaching the East City Gate.

At this time, there were no more people at the east city gate, and there were countless royal forest troops on both sides.

The carriages were parked in the open space on the right, where hundreds of carriages were lined up neatly.

Mo Yufeng carried Mo Ling out of the carriage, put on her cloak and hat, and then led her towards the crowd in front of her.

The three inner and outer three floors in front were full of royal forest troops, surrounded by hundreds of civil and military officials, and there were only countless black human heads left at a glance.

The civil and military officials were led by the left and right ministers, arranged in a neat and orderly manner, and her imperial uncle and aunt stood at the forefront with the prince and princess.

The east gate was silent, so quiet that you could hear the needle falling.

Mo Yufeng walked into the crowd, and the civil and military officials saw that it was him who opened the way automatically, and while moving to the side, they hugged their fists and greeted him.

Mo Ling followed behind him and felt a crooked heart, the civil and military officials took the initiative to open the way, this feels really good!

All the way to the front, Mo Yufeng hugged his fist and saluted to Mo Yulie, and all the princes and princesses saluted him one after another.

Mo Ling walked unhurriedly in front of everyone and blessed them one by one.

"Emperor Gui'an, Queen Gui'an, Great Prince Gui'an, two..."

Her thoughtful little appearance, Mo Yufeng was extremely proud in her heart, and she glanced at Mo Yulie with a sudden, meaning, look! This is my brother's daughter!

Your little sons are so good!

Mo Yulie ignored Mo Yufeng, waited for her to finish saluting, raised his hand to help her, and said with concern: "Why don't you wear more, don't freeze again when you are sick." ”

Mo Ling smiled sweetly: "Thank you Uncle Huang for your concern, Ling'er's illness has been cured and it's fine." And thank you Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang for the supplements, Ling'er's physical strength is better than before after eating. ”

"Oh, this little mouth..."Li Mengying pinched her face, pursed her lips and chuckled.

The more I look at this girl in my heart, the more I like it, she looks good and has a cute little mouth and is so sweet, how nice it would be if she were her daughter.

Everyone chatted for a few words, Mo Ling walked up to Mo Yan and stood beside him, and glanced at him, her jaw was about to fall when she was shocked.

Mo Yan lost at least a few dozen pounds, and his round little face was not there, but it was baby fat.

A face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, quite handsome, although he is still a little chubby, but with his previous round appearance, he is like two people.

Leaned over to him and whispered, "What have you been through during this time, how did you lose so much weight!"

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard the praise, "Heh, the master is amazing!"

Mo Ling gave a thumbs up and admired sincerely, "Awesome! Awesome! It was a round ball before, but now it has become a fat bamboo pole, I admire your perseverance!"

Mo Yan was decisive when he heard this, "What is a fat bamboo pole!

"Poof... Isn't it, thicker than a bamboo pole, isn't it a fat bamboo pole!?"

"You!" Mo Yan was stubborn and rolled his eyes, "The young master doesn't care about women!"

"Yo, not only has your appearance changed, but your personality has changed?" Mo Ling teased.

"You!" Mo Yan just wanted to blow up his hair, and a large army drove into the East City Gate.

Mo Ling turned his head to look, here, this is the army of the Night Country?

I saw the East City Gate slowly driving into hundreds of soldiers riding high-headed horses, and the word "night" in the middle fluttered slightly, which was extremely eye-catching.

Behind them, a few golden and luxurious carriages slowly came into view, and then thousands of warriors wearing battle armor and majesty.

Mo Ling raised his eyebrows, this appearance is enough to pull the wind! Give a hundred and one likes, and one more is not afraid of your pride.

The large army slowly stopped not far from Mo Yulie, and after a while, a man in a dragon robe walked out of the carriage, who was about forty or fifty years old, tall and mighty.

The body is dignified, the face is very majestic, a pair of tiger eyes are fierce with the momentum of not being angry and self-imposing, and the appearance is average, but the whole body reveals a majestic momentum, which is quite invincible.

This is the Emperor of the Night Country, the Night Politics.

Mo Ling looked at him and frowned, the evil aura in the eyes of the Emperor of the Night Country was too strong, too cold, she really didn't like it.