Mo Qingye dialed several sets of secret guards to return to the Mo Mansion, and later he was not at ease, so he personally went to the Mo family to set up a few formations. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Firmly enveloping the Mo family in it, Mo Qingye secretly instructed the Lin family not to go out these days. Even the father and brother in the family try to avoid walking outside.

Mo Qingye even distributed the jade he was wearing to a few people.

After all, her identity is somewhat different. If the third prince really took the most extreme one, it was inevitable that he would not move these thoughts.

Thinking of this, she somewhat understood why the Great Master had to be a clean person when choosing a Dharma Protector, preferably an orphan without a father or mother. There will be no shackles, and there will be no fears.

Mo Qingye has been quietly staying in the house for the past few days, letting the outside world make a fuss, and he will not do anything.

She cares about natural disasters, and she doesn't care about man-made disasters. What's more, her appearance was an accident of Da Zhou, and since Jin Hongsheng Ziweixing has been brightened, it is his chance.

Mo Qingye felt a little tired in the past few days, and the tangyuan went back to the Guogong Mansion a few days ago. Celebrate the second birthday with the Lantern Festival.

But that kid did stick to the great teacher, and the great teacher actually enjoyed it. A daddy's posture is proper.

Mo Qingye still remembered that when the Great Master entered the mansion with his body wrapped in a bag, his eyes were spicy.

The great master who has never been stained with half a cent of dust, and there are a few clay claws under the corners of her robe, and she can recognize it at a glance as the masterpiece of her own daughter.

During the meal, her daughter's name was a work. The table was full of dishes, and Su Jinyan, who was a diligent teacher, looked at him frequently.

If you can't eat the rice balls, you throw them into your mouth. That's called a natural chic. In the end, the rice balls couldn't be eaten, and the great master also held back.

lived in the Great Teacher's Mansion for half a month, and the Great National Teacher was trained by that girl to become a competent father. I just don't know if the emperor will not be able to mention it in one breath when he sees it.

Mo Qingye looked at the oppressive sky and felt a slightly heavy aura outside. Sighed softly. Iniquity.

Seeing that a generation of cold masters suddenly became leftovers, wandering around the vegetable market to buy snacks, and occasionally climbing trees and digging birds' nests part-time, Mo Qingye felt that his heart, liver and spleen began to hurt.

Hey, Bai Zijin will be eager to poke himself in the eyes when he comes back, right? After living for more than ten years, he suddenly fell into peat.

Lantern Xiao is also sitting on a low stool like a little adult at this time, looking at his mother and kissing for a while, sighing and smiling for a while. Then when he saw his mother looking at the sky, he also looked up at the sky.

Lantern Xiao was still holding a few small beads in her hands, her face was black, and she crawled out of nowhere.

As soon as Mo Qingye turned around, he saw that he was struggling to tilt his head, and his small body was about to fall over. Hurriedly stepped forward and hugged him, "Ouch, you little face, but you went to the kitchen to steal food?" Mo Qingye asked with a smile.

The eldest son is the most well-behaved, talking little and not making trouble. He often stayed alone in the house and tossed his knick-knacks, and did not allow the maids to enter her house.

It's just that I don't fit in with the children.

Mo Qingye was most at ease with his eldest son. Hey, it's only comfortable to have this kind of son.

Lantern Xiao pinched the black iron beads in her hand, tilted her head and let Mo Qingye wipe her face. Bai Jing's face was full of calmness, "I didn't steal it." "My stuff is brought in in openly.

Mo Qingye scrubbed her carefully, and then saw him clutching the iron beads in his hand, thinking that he was still a child after all. He teased him, "What is this in your hand?" Can you show your mother? Mo Qingye looked at it and felt a little familiar.

Seems to have been seen somewhere.

Lantern Xiao blinked and looked at her, and the corners of her lips began to purse again. Xiaozhu rubbed it in his hand for a moment, and then nodded his head and said solemnly, "My mother will be scared, I will be afraid." ”

Don't mention how serious that little look is.

Mo Qingye snorted and laughed, "Mother is not afraid, then you teach your mother how to play." Mo Qingye also had some childlike innocence. The eldest son always doesn't let people into his house while he plays, so I don't know him well now.

As he spoke, he squatted down and was at eye level with his son.

Lantern Xiao looked at her fixedly, as if she saw Mo Qingye's sincerity. Only then did he think about it with his long, narrow and thick eyes, and then nodded.

The little guy stood up with some excitement and pulled Mo Qingye to the yard. With a solemn face, I looked at it in the courtyard and looked at it for a while. Only then did he look back at Mo Qingye, "Mother, you can throw the beads under the tree heavily." "The sound of the Lantern Festival is a little crisp, and you can still hear a little excitement.

"And then?" Mo Qingye thought that it was in the marbles he played with when he was a child, so he asked with interest. I'm still thinking about how to play after throwing it out.

Lantern Xiao looked at her innocently and blankly, "It's gone." ”

Mo Qingye stagnated. The interest in mentioning it is so stuck there that I can't get out.

Then he felt that he was inappropriate to do this, so he laughed dryly. "It's good, it's good." Two-year-olds, don't you just play these simple games?

Thinking about it, he took one casually, planning to try it with his son. What's more, her son is the most well-behaved and obedient, and he ..... on weekdays

"Boom!" A bang.

There was a loud bang in the yard and it exploded, and the big tree was blown into pieces under everyone's noses. Suddenly the dirt in the courtyard flew, and bursts of blasted dirt fell from the air.

Mo Qingye's face changed, and the moment he exploded, he picked up the Lantern Festival and quickly retreated dozens of steps. The face was gloomy and terrifying.

Looking at this sudden scene in the courtyard, he frowned fiercely. The Three Princes really can't help it!! Mo Qingye secretly narrowed his eyes.

Looking at the chaos in the courtyard, the dust in the courtyard almost obscured people's vision. There was still a faint smell of gunpowder in the air, and her hand holding Lantern Xiao was a little tight.

Did the third prince bring these things in from overseas!!

Mo Qingye was thinking with a gloomy face, and then Lantern Xiao took her hand and shook it, "Mother, didn't you say that you wouldn't be scared?" Mother, are you scared? Lantern Xiao was a little worried, and Fang Xiao's little face, which was still excited, was wrinkled at this time. The few thunderbolts that were still in his hands suddenly became heavier.

In the end, she is still a child of a few years old, and she is the dearest mother. Rao is his mind is outstanding, but at this time he is also afraid of scaring his mother.

Mo Qingye was stunned. Suddenly I felt as if I had misunderstood something. When I saw the little guy's expression every time he made a mistake, his eyes widened.

Dumbfounded and stared at him. I watched as her most well-behaved and least troublesome son in her legend held a few black things in his hand and handed them to her.

There was a flash of lightning in Mo Qingye's mind, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Nima, she suddenly felt as if she was lame. It's true!!!

Mo Qingye said in his heart that he was not shocked, it was fake.

With a wave of his hand, he drove out all the guards who had come in a panic. Even the frightened maids in the courtyard drove out.

"Son, you made this thing?" Mo Qingye gritted his teeth, Ciao, son, you are from the pit girl, right!! (To be continued.) )