Yun'er, do you want to be the queen, do you want your father to take Mo Huaiyi down, let Mo Huaiyi be the emperor, and you be the queen? ”

Mo Huaiyi remembered that Mo Huaiyi had a feeling that the throne was inevitable, and Mo Huaiyi had no interests for him before, so it didn't matter.

But now, not necessarily.

"Not interested."

Lan Ziyun glanced at Mo Huaiyi, and felt that as long as her father saw Mo Huaiyi become her junior, she began to bully Mo Huaiyi.

"That is, what's so good about the emperor's throne? It is true that you eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, and it is not false to wear silk and satin, but the higher the status, the greater the responsibility. What's so good about being that emperor, it's better to be at ease now. Yun'er, you don't care about him, it's in the brain pumping stage now. ”

Lan Qianzhen didn't think that Mo Huaizhen was so funny at first, but now he found that only when he met some people would he have the attribute of brain pumping.

"I know, my mother often says this about my father."

Lan Ziyun is already commonplace.

"In that case, I really don't dare to ask such an idiotic question in the future."

Mo Huaiyu laughed at himself.

"Eat your meal."

Lan Qianzhen shook his head and put a piece of ribs into his bowl.

Mo Huaiyu happily picked it up and put it in his mouth.

Mo Huaiyi glanced at his appearance and found that he was really very different from before.

He had never seen such a Mo Huaiqian before.

"Xiao Yiyi, what do you see Dad doing? Do you also want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs? It's okay, dad helps you clip. ”

Mo Huaiyu said and went to sandwich sweet and sour pork ribs.

Mo Huaiyi flashed in an instant while holding the bowl.

Just kidding, let Mo Huaiyi serve him vegetables, he didn't dare to think about it, okay?

Even if they are not brothers, such a picture is really afraid to watch.

Thinking of not being his own brother, Mo Huaiyi's face suddenly sank.

"No, we're not that familiar with each other yet, and I just thought of something. You are not Mo Xuanchen's son, so who are you? When did you switch identities? ”

"This secret will have to be revealed sooner or later, and I'll tell you. Back then, the real Mo Huaiqi had already died in the fire, although he was brought to Tianji Pavilion, but how could a dead person be brought back to life without the ability of an immortal? So I pretended to be Mo Huaiqing at that time, and took the opportunity to recuperate in Tianji Pavilion, and as soon as I recuperated, I reached the age of thirteen or fourteen, and returned to the imperial city at this time. Even if someone remembers the events of that year, who can remember the real details? ”

Mo Huaiyi, no, it should be said that after Di Hongqi said this, Mo Huaiyi suddenly had an association in his mind.

This association is nothing more than the seventh apprentice of the old man of Tianji.

Genius Childe.

"According to what you said, if you weren't for Mo Huaiqing, your true identity should be Tianji Gongzi, the disciple of the old man of Tianji."

Mo Huaiyi said this, and his eyes burst into light.

"Xiao Yiyi is really smart."

Di Hongqi smiled.

It's all the more pleasant to call him.

"As a son of Tianji, it stands to reason that your identity is already very good, why do you still pretend to be Mo Huaiyu?"

Although Mo Huaiyi wanted to correct his title, when he thought of his current identity and situation, he still forcibly suppressed this impulse.

"Of course I have this intention."

Emperor Hongqi would never tell him that he needed Mo Huaiqi's identity to confuse others, right?

"What's the point?"

Mo Huaiyi wants to get to the bottom of it.