Ye Xuemo, who was trotting all the way, suddenly "braked" and fell to the ground when she saw Ye Mochen and the mini version of Ye Mochen.

"Ye Xuemo, you are not too young, can you be stable and mature, all day long, such nonsense, it is really time to marry you. Ye Mochen looked at Ye Xuemo who fell down to him, and said helplessly with a look of uncompetitive face.

"No, it's not my brother, you're 、、、 this kid... ”

Without waiting for Ye Xuemo to get up and finish speaking, Ye Mochen left with a disgusted face, Xuanyuan Fan's appearance really caused a butterfly effect all the way.

Looking at the sympathy on everyone's faces, Ye Xuemo was unconscious, and asked stupidly: What's going on, who is the child in my brother's hands?

Ye Mo Ling spread his hands and said: This king also wants to know, but according to this king's eyes, this is the child secretly born by the third brother outside.

When the Queen Mother heard this, the tea in her mouth spurted out, and while coughing, she taught Ye Mo Ling a lesson: Why are you such a kid talking nonsense, what do you mean by being born secretly?

Ye Moling, who was inexplicably frightened by the Queen Mother's reaction, quickly admitted her mistake and ran away.

Leaving the night snow foam, he still looked at the Queen Mother blankly, with an expression you know.

The ghost knows, how the Queen Mother endured it, the night snow foam grinding hard bubbles, all kinds of coquettishness, and also tightly guarded the secret of Xuanyuan Ziyao (Duanmu Weiliang).

In other words, a father and son who are "arrogant and have no one in their sights" here have a return rate of as high as 200 percent wherever they go.

After arriving at the imperial dining room, it was just casual to go to the kitchen of his own house, if he took anything, Ye Mochen specially ordered someone to move a table and set up a banquet here alone.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, this soup、、、 this soup will be presented to the emperor later... The imperial chef said unlovely.

"Then go and do it. ”

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't you know, this soup will take more than three hours、、、 it's too late to prepare... ”

"Since it's so time-consuming, it must be nourishing, and if you give it to this kid, it's not in vain, you go down, change the soup is, and all the consequences will be borne by this palace. Ye Mochen said domineeringly.

With His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is most valued by the emperor, the head chef also breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and retreated.

"You kid, you dare to eat even the emperor's meal... Ye Mochen touched Xuanyuan Fan's head and said with a very pampered face.

"Hey, Ye Mochen, can you give this little master a stop touching his head, this problem is quit, my master's mother said that the old person who is touched will become stupid and not tall. Xuanyuan Fan said while eating.

"Didn't you say that your mother hasn't woken up yet?" Ye Mochen asked, seizing on the loophole in his words.

"Ahem, cough、、、 Ye Mochen, you scared the master, cough cough cough 、、、" Xuanyuan Fan, who was frightened by Ye Mochen's words, kept coughing desperately, it seems that this meal is not so delicious.

"The master told you that this is the master's mother, who told the master in a dream. After speaking, he picked up the soup spoon and continued to struggle, thinking that this soup is really good, if Zi Yao is here, he will definitely like it.

"Is it true? Fanfan, is it delicious? In the future, how about this palace often bring you over to taste it? Haven't you ever drunk such a delicious soup?" Ye Mochen dug pits and routines all the way, chasing his wife for a long time.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, but it's not the best I've ever drunk, the chef of the imperial uncle is better, if it weren't for this, I would like to go into the palace to play... "Xuanyuan Fan is tired of playing in Nanyue Palace, if it weren't for the sake of bringing good food to Xuanyuan Ziyao, he wouldn't go, so boring.

It's only at this time that people relax their vigilance the most, let alone a child, no, a few words down, exposed...

Seeing that Ye Mochen didn't speak, Xuanyuan Fan thought about it, he seemed to have said the wrong thing?

"Hehe、、、 that, seven points full, just right, the master doesn't eat it. After speaking, Xuanyuan Fan got off the table, rushed out, and ran...

This is the legendary thief's heart...

Uncle Huang? this kid... Thinking about Ye Mochen, he pulled his legs to keep up.

Seeing that this kid (Xuanyuan Fan) hid in the emperor's big territory, Ye Mochen stopped chasing and decided to "wait for the rabbit".

Xuanyuan Fan, who entered the room, saw that Ye Mochen didn't follow, so he sat down on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.

After changing clothes behind the screen and preparing to go to the banquet, Beili Huang heard the sound and ordered someone to check it.

"Who are you, where did you come from?" asked a little eunuch who had just been promoted, pointing at Xuanyuan Fan.

Xuanyuan Fan is also circled, is there someone in the room?

"Who? "I have been serving my husband by Beilihuang's side fairly, but when I saw Xuanyuan Fan, I was not calm. (That has to be calm, you know.) ）

"Chen 、、、 Xiao Chen Wang? No、、、 no. The old man stared at Xuanyuan Fandao, who was sitting on the floor.

After the emperor came out from behind the screen, he turned around after looking at Xuanyuan Fan, no, the emperor turned around and looked at Xuanyuan Fan, staring, and approaching Xuanyuan Fan step by step, staring intently.

Until, Xuanyuan Fan said: Is this grandfather and Fan'er so good-looking?

The emperor came back to his senses at this time, and sat on the ground with Xuanyuan Fan, and asked with a smile: Where did you come from, child?

"It's so strange for you to ask, of course I was born by my mother. Xuanyuan Fan looked at Beili Emperor Road in a circle.

"No, no, I mean 'who brought you?' Looking at the mini version of Ye Mochen, Hua Dou couldn't tell.

Calling himself I, isn't that the same as the emperor's uncle, it's the emperor, uh, this is probably Fan'er's own grandfather, Xuanyuan Fan thought in his heart.

Looking at the amiable emperor, Xuanyuan Fan stretched out his hand very politely and said: Hello grandpa, my name is Xiao Fan, Ye Mochen brought me to play, oh, inform you, Fan'er was hungry just now, and drank your soup.

Beili Huang didn't know the gift of shaking hands, so he took Xuanyuan Fan's little hand and said excitedly: If you like to drink, I will give you a drink, and what else to eat, I will order someone to do it.

So, Ye Mochen, who had been waiting outside for a long time, became impatient, followed up to take a look, and was so angry that he forgot about a small number of people outside.

Angrily stepped forward and pulled up Xuanyuan Fan and said: You kid's courage is really not small, running around, aren't you afraid of losing your head?

"Hey、、、 it's okay, it's okay, what are you trying to scare him for?" the emperor said.

"Father, you still mean to say, what time is this, you don't appear as the protagonist, you are lazy here, civil and military officials, foreign envoys, and everyone in the palace are waiting for you to open the banquet. Ye Mochen opened his mouth unhappily and reminded.

"Yes, I almost forgot, so what are you waiting for, hurry up. After speaking, he snatched Xuanyuan Fan and led him forward.

Ye Mochen could only follow silently, helpless and speechless...