Hou Cong is a sweat, and today's events are too strange: when the mother of a country sees a general of a neighboring country, she asks if the former emperor of a neighboring country is really dead; The little prince of a country wants to provoke this general by name and surname.

Could it be that his good-looking appearance also reached Mo Hui's ears?

Hou Cong arched his hand and saluted Mo Hui again, "The subordinate is Hou Cong, please meet His Royal Highness." ”

Mo Hui's small and lovely body had already stepped down with the support of the eunuch and walked towards this side. Hou Cong really resisted with all his heart - he originally loved cleanliness and was arrogant, and he has always been in a state of hatred and fear for the species of "children". His feet in his new boots hurriedly slid backwards, and he almost fell into the Heart Lake, there was really nowhere to escape, so he had to stop in fear, "Your Royal Highness, you must go to greet the Queen Mother, go quickly." To the elders, filial piety must be sincere. ”

Because Mo Hui didn't speak, Hou Cong had no choice but to raise his eyes to look at him, and he was observing Hou Cong with great interest.

Mo Hui looks white and cute, but it is not so "scary", Hou Cong stabilized his emotions, and even held back a smile that he thought was very kind, "After a while, the sun will be hot, and Your Highness will still-"

When he said these words, Hou Cong also felt a question mark - eh? From Mo Hui to the people around Mo Hui, all of them are eye-catching, how can this little prince recognize himself.

At this moment, Mo Hui said an earth-shattering sentence, "Are you my own father?" ”

"Aha Haha, haha, right, do you guys think it's funny? Hou Cong smiled awkwardly, and then looked at the side, no one laughed. He was indeed a little panicked, where is this, he put a green hat on Emperor Chengguo for no reason!

Thinking about the first scene of the death of the woman on the fourth floor of the Bihan Building, it seems easy to be connected to her.

Finding that "laughing" was useless, Hou Cong regained his seriousness and changed the topic: "How did His Royal Highness recognize his subordinates?" ”

Mo Hui replied sweetly, even with a little coquettishness, "I've seen you, on a painting." ”

Mo Hui's relatives, in fact, are only the Queen Mother, father Mo Rong and aunt Mo Yanyang, who are not related by blood, these people are not unfond of him, but in fact he lacks love. What's more, he had just experienced the great subversion that his biological mother told him that he was stealing, and experienced her death, which made him feel inexplicably close when he saw the person in the white-clothed painting.

Hou Cong's heart tightened, "Wouldn't this be another messy painting like "Dragon Yin Everywhere Moon Shines Flowers" to make a demon moth, right?" ”

He actually did something that he felt disgusting, and he also had such a coquettish meaning, "Then, Your Highness, can you take out the painting and let your subordinates appreciate it?" All right? ”

Because Hou Cong's tone was too sensual, even the eunuch beside Mo Hui pouted, "Your Highness, let's go in first, don't let Niangniang wait." ”

Mo Hui had a kingly bearing, and ignored the eunuch at all, "Okay, where are you, I'll go find you." ”

Hou Cong quickly reported the information that he was working in Bihan Building, smiled with his best efforts, saw Mo Hui away, and left Kexin Lake with a smoke.

Just after noon, Mo Hui actually came again in a chariot and appeared in Bihan Tower, with food and drink, holding a roll of paper in his hand. When Hou Cong saw him, he was not afraid this time, and he was a little happy. An empty room had already been picked up on the third floor of Bihan Building, and Qing Song usually stayed there, preparing tea and water, and serving Hou Cong's daily needs. There is a bed in the room, Hou Cong can come to rest when he is tired, and there are tables and chairs for eating and drinking.

After saying hello and saluting, Hou Cong took Mo Hui into this room, and Mo Hui did not sit down, but walked around curiously. Hou Cong couldn't seem to be anxious, so he could only keep glancing at the roll of paper in the arms of other people's dolls, and the more he looked at it, the more strange he felt - paper, it was good paper, but it was not like a painting he had seen before, and it was useless to mount it, and there was nothing else, it looked like it was a piece of papyrus.

Is there some twists and turns in a painting of prophecy and conspiracy, with itself on it, becoming like this?

The little prince finally had enough, sat down, and gave Hou Cong a seat, Hou Cong was quite interested to find that Mo Hui's small body was sitting on the chair opposite him, and a pair of small short legs were dangling in the air, which was a little cute.

"Let's put it on the table." Mo Hui said with the same majesty, and the daughter of the eunuch palace immediately took action and put on Mo Hui's share, including fried lotus root slices, purple rice cakes, chicken rolls, rouge goose, and stewed pig's trotters. "I'll invite you to eat, General Xiaohou, please use it!"

"Yes. That, His Royal Highness is holding the painting, isn't he tired? Let's put it down and eat. ”

"You don't understand, this painting is so important to me that I can't put it down."

"Then how do you eat it?"

"You feed me."

"Huh?"

Mo Hui was very serious, "You all stand down." ”

The palace daughters and eunuchs walked out of the door.

"What? Don't! Why step down? Hou Cong almost hugged himself with his arms to protect himself.

"As I said, this painting is very important to me, and it is easy not to show it to others, and they are always with me, and they all know the rules."

Hou Cong looked at the group of palace people at the door, and everyone had an expression of "Yes, we know the rules very well".

Hou Cong looked at Qingsong, and Qingsong smiled mischievously: "Eldest prince, this is the little prince, my identity, no." Come in person. ”

After speaking, Qing Song took out the ivory gold chopsticks wrapped in the cloth towel and held them to Hou Cong with both hands.

Hou Cong almost poked Qingsong's eyes with this pair of chopsticks. He sighed, took a piece of goose meat, and handed it to Mo Hui's mouth.

"Humph!" Mo Hui's lips were tightly closed.

"What do you mean? Your Highness, please! Mouth! ”

Mo Hui turned his head and ignored him.

Qing Song instructed beside him, "Eldest son, you won't know this?" When I was a kid, my dad fed you, but I had to say—ah—yes. ”

At this time, the eunuchs and palace maids standing at the door agreed one after another.

"Ahh

Mo Hui reluctantly turned around, opened his noble mouth, and ate it.

"Is it delicious?" Hou Cong had a calm face.

"It's ok. Would you like to try it? "Mo Hui is quite enthusiastic.

Hou Cong had the desire to tease him, "My father is not here, and no one feeds me." ”

"I'll come."

Mo Hui said, got up from the table, and stood on the chair. The eunuch outside said "yo", "Your Highness, this can't work!" ”

Mo Hui didn't pay attention to it at all, took a new pair of chopsticks from Qingsong, and fed Hou Cong: "Ah-"

Hou Cong also opened his noble mouth and ate it, "Eh, it's really okay!" ”

Mo Hui was very happy, and went to pick up other dishes, but it fell on Hou Cong's chest.

When he said "ahh