307. Such a face needs to be transformed

"How could Xichen eat the Forgetfulness Pill?!"

Nan Lingyun couldn't help but be surprised, "Mo Xichen likes Yan'er so much, how could he forget Yan'er." โ€

Xue Heng looked at Nan Lingyun and guessed after being silent for a while, "Maybe it's because I love too much and can't bear to give up." โ€

"Can't bear to give up and forget?"

Nan Lingyun's eyebrows froze, and she looked at Xue Heng puzzled, she still loved Yan'er, so she came back.

Keeps saying that he is in love, he doesn't come back and doesn't say it, and he eats the Forgetfulness Pill, is this love?

"If you become what Xi Chen is now, will you still have the face to see me?" Xue Heng suddenly asked rhetorically.

Nan Lingyun was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, and glanced at Xue Heng, "No, you don't want me anymore, it's a big deal for me to find someone to marry." โ€

Xue Heng's face was white and red, and Xue Heng, who had always been calm and introverted, was blocked by his little wife and had nothing to say.

"You want to remarry so much?!"

Xue Heng grinds his teeth.

Nan Lingyun only felt a cool breeze blowing, and shivered fiercely, "I don't have that plan at the time, if you see me enough, I can disappear for a few days." โ€

Nan Lingyun smiled and threw a wink, indicating that her duke was selfless and understanding.

Xue Heng shuddered, and his handsome face became darker and darker, "Just like you, who dares to ask you to remarry, it's not that my duke is selfless, and the great one will be accepted for you." โ€

"Cut." Nan Lingyun expressed disdain.

The years are quiet, and the present world is stable.

The warm sunlight lazily swiped into the imperial study from the window, the faint gold gently caressed the white and delicate cheeks, and a waterfall of gorgeous hair poured from the corner of the table to the heavy and luxurious carpet, and a few strands of gorgeous hair looked more and more dazzling.

Looking at the little wife who was already asleep, Mo Xichen bit her red lower lip, and the hand holding the cloak finally landed softly on the shoulder of the sleeping person, looking at the corner of the person's mouth with a seemingly nonexistent smile, as light as a cloud, bright and scorching.

Mo Xichen held his sleeve in one hand, gently approached the sleeping person at the desk with the other, and picked up the red pen that fell on the table, Mo Xichen was not in a hurry to put the brush aside, but smiled lightly, took the red pen, and painted carefully on the sleeping person's face, one stroke at a time, on Mo Xichen's superb face, a strange expression appeared.

Soon the pig's head was drawn, Mo Xichen was satisfied with the pen, and inadvertently glanced at the dragon case, a few stacks of thick and neatly stacked folds, Mo Xichen glanced at his proud work, and muttered, "Forget it, good people do it to the end, so sleepy, have you been so lazy in the past ten years?" โ€

As he spoke, Mo Xichen stretched out his long arm and took a few books in front of him, seeing that everything he could handle was dealt with, and what he couldn't handle was piled aside, after all, if he didn't deal with these things for ten years, there could be earth-shaking changes in a year, let alone ten years.

The warm breeze in early summer is shining, which one is comfortable, this sleep will sleep until the sunset, Hua Qianyan half-squinted her eyes and peeked at Mo Xichen beside her, Hua Qianyan suddenly didn't want to get up, looking at the figure of Qinghua next to her, not to mention enjoying more, gradually became stupid, drunk, and dizzy. Even when the other party found out, Hua Tianyan didn't realize it.

"Is it pretty?"

A low and beautiful voice like a clear spring came, and Hua Qianyan only felt refreshed, and she didn't even scream when she was hungry.

"Beautiful."

With a pig's head face, Hua Qian responded stupidly.

only to realize that his voyeurism had been discovered.

As soon as he heard the word "good-looking", Mo Xichen's face immediately darkened, is the man's beauty and ugliness described in a good way?

"It's really good-looking, don't let people say it."

Hua Qianyan sat up dissatisfied, glaring at a dark Mo Xichen.

"Hahahaha." The hearty laughter resounded throughout the room in an instant, and the laughter was so stunned.

"What's so funny about me being able to grow flowers on my face?"

Hua tilted her eyebrows and beckoned Xiao Yunzi, who was standing aside and napping, "Xiao Yunzi, bring a mirror." โ€

Xiao Yunzi held back a smile and brought the bronze mirror to Hua Qianyan.

"Poofโ€”"

Seeing the red pig's head in the bronze mirror, Hua Qianyan couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

"Isn't it a good thing you did?"

After laughing for a while, Hua Qianyan came back to her senses, and grabbed Mo Xichen's collar, "Did you do it!" โ€

Mo Xichen shook his head decisively, pushing himself away, but he still couldn't hide the bright smile on the corner of his mouth, and under the orange sunset, it became warmer and warmer, "It's too late for my husband to love you, how can I tease you." โ€

"Cut," Hua Tianyan snorted coldly, "Who dares to do so here except you!" โ€

"Looks like so." Mo Xichen nodded undeniably, which can be regarded as a proof response, "Maybe it's my random graffiti when I sleepwalk, how could such an ugly pig's head be painted by me." โ€

Hua Qianyan's face twitched a few times, looking at himself in the mirror, he laughed dryly twice, and waved his hand to signal Xiao Yunzi to take off the bronze mirror.

Hua tilted her chin and looked at Mo Xichen with a solemn face, "Chen, when did you become so naughty?" โ€

"Yan'er, you have to believe me, I really didn't do it."

Holding back a smile, Mo Xichen didn't know if he was such a personable person, he would never admit that he had done such a stupid thing.

The three black lines at the corners of his forehead slid down, and he was speechless to such Mo Xichen.

"Drizzle, fetch me some water." Hua Qianyan commanded.

"I've almost approved the folds, these are the ones I don't know how to deal with, those are approved, Yan'er, you check again, is there anything wrong." Mo Xichen changed his words and pointed to the batches and said.

Hearing this, Hua Qianyan felt as happy as if she had returned to ten years ago, and threw herself into Mo Xichen's arms, "Chen, you are so good." โ€

"I'm only good to you."

Mo Xichen patted Hua Yanyan's back softly, and said lightly.

"Hurry up and take a look, approve those that haven't been approved, and we'll go to your brother's house for dinner in the evening."

"Chen, do you remember?"

Hua Qianyan couldn't help but raise her head and stare at Mo Xichen solemnly.

"What's the matter, when I was watching the folds, I saw the folds of the feathers' return." Mo Xichen said that his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he was as good as a stream.

"Uh-oh." Hua Tianyan responded, and then did not doubt it anymore, and after washing his face, he seriously criticized the music.

"Chen, let's let the eldest brother enter the palace, the weather has not been very good in the past two days, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." The flowers poured into the face.

"It's fine." Mo Xichen nodded, it was a response.

"Your Majesty, Emperor Chen, the second prince asks to see." Xiao Yunzi suddenly reported.

"Let him in." Hua Qianyan responded, Mo Xichen has been back for a few days, this little guy has become more and more sticky to her and Mo Xichen, if before, Xian Yang saw Hua Qianyan, this mother, it would be good not to hide.

"Xianyang has seen his father." A small royal blue figure walked in, and in front of the dragon case, he saluted Hua Tianyan and Mo Xichen in a regular manner.

"Get up, is there something wrong with Yang'er coming over?" Mo Xichen gently beckoned to Xian Yang, signaling Xian Yang to come to him.

"Daddy, Yang'er wants to go to school."

"Where is Yang'er going to school, isn't the Hanlin master in the palace teaching well?"

Mo Xichen couldn't help but be surprised, when he left this child, Yang'er was still in infancy, and in a blink of an eye, Yang'er has grown so tall, it's really unforgiving.

"No, Master Hanlin is very knowledgeable and naturally the best to teach. However, now that my father is back, my mother doesn't need Yang'er to accompany her, and Yang'er wants to go out to see the world. Xiao Xianyang peeked at Hua Qianyan, and seeing that Hua Qianyan was also listening carefully, Xiao Xianyang plucked up his courage and continued: "Yang'er is ten years old now, and she hasn't been out of Allure yet." โ€

"Boy, the wings are stiff like flying, aren't they?" Hua Qianyan rolled her eyes, expressed disdain for Xiao Xianyang's ambitions, and rejected Xianyang's idea, "Go out to school, I think you are going out to play, it's the right thing." โ€

"Yang'er, Daddy just saw you, and you left, it's not good."

Mo Xichen also politely refused, it is good for children to be sensible, but it makes people feel distressed if they are too sensible.

Xiao Xianyang saw that this father was easy to speak, a pair of small hands grabbed Mo Xichen's sleeves, pouted pink and tender lips, and began to be coquettish, "Daddy, big brother is my age, I have long been running around with you, big brother can, why can't I." โ€

"Yang'er, these are two different things, your eldest brother goes out to wander, and your father accompanies you, you run out by yourself at such a young age, in case you meet someone with bad intentions and something happens, what do you want your father and your mother to do." Mo Xichen patiently explained to Xian Yang, if he wants to say that he owes Ye'er in this life, he can't make up for it, then what he owes Yang'er won't be that owes Ye'er less, Yang'er has faced the days of no father's love and mother's love since he was a child, lonely, only his sister and grandmother, although his mother is there, he spends his heart on the government and politics, and he has no time to estimate Xianyang's feelings.

What's more, although Yang'er doesn't look as much like him as Ye'er, he still has his shadow, and Yan'er should be unwilling to face it.

"Daddyโ€”"

Xian Yang's somewhat choked voice called Mo Xichen, with a small look of unyielding in his clear eyes, shining brightly, like a pair of fine glass, which made people dare not spoil the beauty here.

"Yang'er, don't bully your father for being soft-hearted, our mother has the final say, if you can't go out, you can't go out." Hua Tianyan directly vetoed it, her voice was sharp and cold, and she didn't give Mo Xichen the slightest chance to sympathize and soften.

"Yan'er, you will scare the child." Frowning slightly, Mo Xichen looked at the cold face, and felt a pain somewhere in his heart, such a face was something he didn't want to see.

Mo Xichen felt more and more that he owed too much money over the years, and the person he was thinking about was in front of him, cutting constantly, and the reason was still messy, Mo Xichen, who was going to live a good life with Yan'er since he was back, was slightly sick in his heart, such a Yan'er needed to be transformed.