"Brother Chen, I can be regarded as finding you." A crisp female voice came, and Yun Pu Jialian, who was dressed in white, walked here with a thousand demeanors, and regardless of whether Mo Xichen agreed or not, she picked up the empty seat between Xiao Xianye and Mo Xichen and sat down, her eyes were shining, charming and amorous.

"Bad woman, stay away from my daddy!"

Looking at Yun Pujia's hand stretched out of Mo Xichen's arm, Xiao Xianxue was the first to be unhappy, with a slap "snap", her little hands that had been pink were lying heavily on the table, a pair of small short legs stood on the chair, and her little face with baby fat trembled with anger, how cute and cute it was.

Even Yun Pujia, who was in her hands, was stunned by Xiao Xianxue's momentum, however, what kind of person is Yun Pujia, the saint of the Heavenly Clan, who has thousands of beliefs, can still be scared by a little milk baby!

"Brother Chen, Pu Jia knows that you don't like me, but we had a marriage contract when we were young, this is the unchanging rule of the clan for generations, Brother Chen, as the lord, do you really want to watch the thousands of years of the great clan be ruined?" With tears in her eyes, she was very moving, and I have to say that when she was weak, Yun Pujia had a unique style, much better than the arrogant and bloodthirsty Yun Pujia.

"Yun Pujia, you should have died five years ago." Tens of millions of nations will not be ruined just because I don't marry a woman, Mo Xichen's words directly destroyed Yun Pujia's delusion.

However, can the long-cherished wish of more than 20 years really be shaken by a sentence?

No.

When Yun Pujia was born, the birds of the Flying Mountain sang in unison, which doomed her to the identity of the saint of the Heavenly Clan, and what kind of man she should have, hand in hand.

In Yun Pujia's opinion, it is only Mo Xichen, who is stunning and shocking the world, that is worthy of her, and she must become Brother Chen's wife when she is born. Five years ago, if it weren't for Brother Chen's serious injury, he used things to transfer the elders away and secretly imprisoned himself, Yun Pujia's hazy and cruel eyes swept over the three of Huayanyan, Xiao Xianxue, and Xiao Xianye's mother and son. If it weren't for the carelessness of five years ago, it would not be Hua Qianyan who is sitting next to Brother Chen now!

"Why should I die?" As if she had heard a big joke, Yun Pujia asked Mo Xichen rhetorically, "If you hadn't forcibly taken me away five years ago, would they still be sitting next to you today?" Brother Chen, I can, beauty, any man likes it, but if you like it, you can't play with it, I was born to be your wife, you can't question this. ”

"Huh!" Hua Qianyan, who had been silent, couldn't help but sneer, glanced at the busy teahouse not far away, and opened her mouth leisurely, with a light breeze, "Miss Yun, the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, you are in this public, saying that you yourself have been reduced to the lower court, is it too ridiculous, Miss Yun, you can afford to lose this person, my husband is thin-skinned, but I can't stand this." ”

"Mother, I'm sleepy, let's go back to sleep." Xiao Xianxue yawned and glanced at Yun Pujia in disgust, she didn't like this woman and didn't want to see her.

"Husband, let's go back." Holding Mo Xichen's hand, Hua Qianyan raised his eyebrows, swore ownership, and wanted to bypass Yun Pujia to leave this place, the drizzle behind Hua Qianyan tacitly picked up Xiao Xianxue and Xiao Xianye, and followed behind.

"Hua Qianyan, do you think you will win this way?"

When Hua Qianyan walked past Yun Pujia, Yun Pujia disdained to speak, and she didn't bother to pay attention to Hua Qianyan's return to the light of this dying person.

"What do you think?"

Hua Qianyan didn't answer the rhetorical question, full of confidence, she has children and daughters, and she is afraid that a subordinate from five years ago will be defeated? !

Hua Qianyan and Mo Xichen's family of four came out of the teahouse sullenly, and they were not in the mood to go shopping in the flowery Qionghua Festival, so they went directly to the carriage and returned to the palace.

"Yan'er, I'll be here soon, wake up, I'll have something to tell you in a while." Mo Xichen gently shook his little wife who was napping in the carriage and screamed softly.

"Say nothing, just wait until I'm full of sleep." With her eyes closed and unable to open, Hua Qian muttered dissatisfiedly, isn't it the femme fatale woman of Yun Pujia, she has never seen any strong winds and waves for Miss Hua Er, and she is afraid that Yun Pujia's subordinates will be defeated?

"Yan'er, wake up."

Mo Xichen looked at Hua Tianyan's cute lazy bed appearance, felt a little unbearable, closed his eyes, and continued to scream.

"Don't wake up!"

Hua Tianyan impatiently tilted her head to the other side, not letting Mo Xichen look at it.

Mo Xichen was helpless, so he had to lie on Hua Qianyan's ears and say, "The children are all watching, and if you don't want the children to laugh at you, you should hurry up." ”

This sentence really worked, Hua Tianyan opened her eyes all of a sudden, sat upright, and set a good example for the two little ones who looked at her with blazing eyes.

The carriage stopped directly in front of the door of the dormitory in the palace, Hua Qianyan asked the drizzle to take Xiao Xianxue and Xiao Xianye down to play, Hua Qianyan lazily fell on the bed, and looked at Mo Xichen with resentful eyes, "Mo Majesty, what the hell, don't let me sleep, I have to say it now." ”

"Do you want to finish the refreshing soup first?"

"Tell me something quickly, Chen, I'm really sleepy, hug and say, he's going to rest." lazily rubbed his lower abdomen, and the flowers pouted, full of resentment.

Mo Xichen twitched the corners of his mouth and opened his mouth leisurely......

Originally, a few words, when he said three sticks of incense, looking at his little wife who was already asleep, Mo Xichen shook his head helplessly, helped Hua Tianyan take off his coat and cover the quilt, and gave a gentle kiss on the forehead of the little wife, before reluctantly walking to the table not far away to approve the secret letter.

Sunset, sunrise and sunset, the moon and stars are scarce, in a blink of an eye, the day has passed, the Chinese lights in Qionghua City are on, the beautiful green lake floats with people's good wishes, flows slowly, Yang takes advantage of the brocade flowers on the willow bank, one by one such as jade Qionghua dotted in the meantime, like a fairyland, the breeze blows, the faint fragrance flows on the tip of the nose, fragrant, comfortable, refreshing......

The flowers are full of faces, and Mo Xichen's family of four, like countless people with this dream, wrote down their best wishes on a small lamp, and floated away with the emerald green lake.

"Cher, what wish did you make?" Looking at the little girl's chattering little appearance, Hua Qianyan couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I hope my mother will give me a sister." Xiao Xianxue looked up at her mother, looked at her father, and there was an ambiguous smile on her little face, and she blushed with a smile.

"Cher, haven't you always wanted a brother?" Mo Xichen rubbed Xiao Xianxue's little brain melon dotingly, and quipped.

"Because I have a younger brother." Xiao Xianxue bit her little finger and said truthfully.

"You're my sister!"

As soon as he heard this, Xiao Xianye was immediately unhappy, and a small arrogant little heart was stimulated and strongly opposed.

"You're a younger brother, Daddy has made it very clear." With her hands around her chest, Xiao Xianxue raised her white and tender chin, and her cute and invincible little face said that she was all serious.

Xiao Xianye glanced at Mo Xichen and snorted coldly, "This fox is your father, what does it have to do with the master!" ”

"Ye'er, how can you talk to your father."

Hearing this, Hua Tianyan frowned, and taught her son in a deep voice, it was the husband and wife who were sorry for their son, but they couldn't condone the little milk baby whether it was big or small, and now it was lawless, and when it grew up, it was okay, and education should start from the doll.

Xiao Xianye turned his face to the other side, too lazy to look at the disgusting face of his old fox.

A faint sense of mourning lingered between Mo Xichen's eyebrows, and after a long time, Hua Qianyan took Mo Xichen's hand and whispered in Mo Xichen's ear, "Ye'er is still young, as long as Ye'er gets along with us for a while, Ye'er will understand your hard work." ”

Mo Xichen nodded to his little wife, choked slightly in his throat, and returned to normal, cool and stunning, pouring out of the dust.

A cyan corner of clothes slid at the mouth of the alley, Chu Jue looked at it in a daze, among the flowers, under the lights, and the shadows were sparse, the street with the shadow of a family of four had long been gone, just stunned and stared, I didn't know what I was thinking, my eyes were confused, and clear, I seemed to be able to see through the world, and I was like a lost deer, I don't know where to go.

The jade Qionghua next to the green lake is in the night, and then a cluster of what a candle flame, the jade color of the green lake, is illuminated, a touch of bright red brocade chic hanging down between the Qionghua green trees, in the frolicking song lingering Qionghua Festival, it was ignored by people completely, a red-clothed beauty reclining in the eight immortals gathered in the jade Qionghua, the world's unparalleled Qionghua is also lost because of this person, a jar of wine poured into the thin lips of the red, a pair of peach blossom eyes are flowing with blurry drunkenness, confusing people's hearts. If it weren't for the Adam's apple on this person's neck, just looking at his face, anyone would think of this person as a woman.

No, the beauty of Jimo Liuhua has long transcended gender.

Qionghua Festival, Qionghua Festival, this is an excellent opportunity for businessmen to make money, has always thought that he is "the world's first profiteer" Jimo Liuhua, not only did not think about how to make money, but brought a jar of wine, drunk lying on the Qionghua tree, lonely enchanting figure, with indescribable, unclear sadness, under the Qionghua tree, prosperous and lively.

Not long ago, there was a scorching man who put a river lamp here, and her husband, and her children, and the lonely and drunken beauty.

can only get drunk in style.

"Yan'er—"

In the palace, Mo Xichen sent the palace maid to take out a pair of sleeping children, waved his hand, signaled his subordinates to retreat, walked to the bedside, and softly called his wife who was already asleep, for fear that the person holding him in the palm of his hand would be scared.

"What's wrong?" Hua Qianyan rubbed her sleepy eyes, and what caught her eyes was her husband's serious face.

"We have to go back to the eternal kingdom."

"When?"

"Tomorrow, I'll leave in the morning."

Hua was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "Is there something wrong with Yongguo?" So urgent. ”