It's all an image of three things that don't matter, one question and three don't know, and writing an article or something, which is quite suitable for him.

Father's literary talent, when he was young, it was also a must in the Beilan Imperial Capital!

In the past, the name of the first genius in the imperial capital, is it a wasted name?

"That's it."

Zi Qianmo thought thoughtfully, "Then can grandpa come back tomorrow?" ”

She originally planned to stay at the Zi family for two days.

Mo Yan granted her a two-day leave.

Since he said it was two days, it must have been the longest time limit. After this time, it is Mo Yan himself, and I am afraid it will be difficult to explain it when he goes back, after all, Xuanwu Academy also has strict school rules, and Mo Yan, a vice president, still can't cross the school rules.

"It's hard to say."

Zi Mucheng thought for a while and said, "After all, it is not allowed to be sloppy when it comes to revising the biographies of emperors in historical books. And I have to write until the faint gentleman is satisfied. In the past, there were historians who wrote biographies of emperors, and wrote a precedent for a whole month. ”

Zi Qianmo said unhappily: "It takes so long? ”

One month.

This...... To put it mildly, what's the difference between being imprisoned in the palace in disguise?

The Prime Minister's Mansion is not far from the Imperial Palace.

If you ride in a carriage, it will take about an hour.

If you are a master of the Purple Mansion Period, you can run with all your strength with your advanced body method, one back and forth, half an hour, it is enough.

"I believe that with my father's quick thinking, it will be able to be completed in three to five days at most." Zi Mucheng didn't look worried at all.

Ziqian Mo saw that the third uncle was so confident, but he was not worried: "Hmm." ”

After all, Grandpa Zikun is a well-known old fox.

What I am best at is gags and retreats.

Since Grandma Yanwu died, he has been in obscurity, and there is really no one who can really make him suffer.

Night.

Ziqian Mo returned to his Mochen Pavilion and stayed.

"Master!"

Rabbit, Lonely Widow, Empty Nest, and Li, saw Zi Qianmo from a distance, and immediately flew over excitedly, with two long noodle tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, "You are finally fat!" People want to kill you! ”

A fluffy rabbit just "banged" like this, like a small cannonball, and plunged its head into Zi Qianmo's arms.

It's a lot of strength.

It's a lot of momentum, too.

almost washed Zi Qianmo's entire body and fell to the ground.

Thanks to Zi Qianmo, after absorbing part of the power of Kunlun Stone, his cultivation has been improved, and now he is in the middle of the congenital stage, and he can withstand such a collision with a rabbit.

Mo Yan was behind, holding Zi Qianmo's waist with his hand and stabilizing her.

At the same time, the unfathomable phoenix eyes, black and scary, gave the rabbit a warning look.

Rabbit 犼━━∑( ̄□ ̄*|||━━

Forgot!

And such a great god!

Hurry up, converge a little, converge up.

A moment ago, a certain rabbit who was still unwillingly thrown into Ziqian Mo's arms was a lot more reserved all of a sudden, and raised his head a little twisted, with a pair of ruby-like eyes, watery, as if there were two bubbles of tears, which could not be dropped, and looked very pitiful: "Master, you leave one of the nests here to watch the house, I am lonely to death~~"

Zi Qianmo stretched out his hand and rubbed a handful of rabbit's long fluffy ears.

It still feels so soft.

Loved it.

I couldn't help it, and I stroked two more.

The demon who masturbates is comfortable, and the demon who is masturbated is also comfortable.

A familiar sense of intimacy.

"I'm hungry."