Mo Yanqing looked at his little fool.

Pulled her to her side, "Didn't you shout that your legs were sore just now, come up, carry you for your husband." ”

Half-squatting as he spoke.

Su Lili didn't think there was anything strange, so he jumped over to Mo Yanqing's back.

Let him carry himself on his back.

With a grin, he said, "You still have a little conscience." ”

The two of them were flying all over the place, but they didn't take into account how Mo Yu tasted in front of them.

"I still have something to do, let's go first."

As he spoke, he passed by the two of them.

And his heart was unusually sour, watching Mo Yanqing carrying Su Lili behind his back...

I thought of a long, long time ago—

In the third year of Jingde, Sheng Qi defeated Fengluan, and Prince Fengluan came to Beijing in February as a proton.

The twelve-year-old Prince Mo Yu was tired of being in the East Palace in front of a group of court dignitaries and imperial relatives sending attendants, and his father asked him to choose one or several as his attendants and live with him in the East Palace.

Although he is young, the majesty of the prince is naturally not majestic, which makes a group of children of the same age below feel pressure, and their heads are getting lower and lower, and some of them are directly frightened and cry by His Royal Highness the Prince.

But where did they understand that their father was paving the way for them?

The crown prince, as the name suggests, the son of His Majesty the Emperor, the current prince, and the future emperor, if his son grows up studying with the future emperor, and succeeds to the throne with His Royal Highness the Prince, taking care of the old feelings, no matter how bad the position is, it will not be bad, and the family status in the court will naturally improve.

Although Mo Yu is immature, he has seen too much in the royal family, and there is no one he looks at a glance, and he wants to ask for the grace of the queen mother, and he thinks that the service is probably nothing more than that, and he doesn't want it.

And the crying is also an eyesore, and he brushes his sleeves away.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was dressed in dark yellow clothes, and the palace maids who followed behind also hurriedly followed, Mo Yu was annoyed all the way, but suddenly saw a white-clothed child standing on the side of the lotus pond, and a guard standing not far from him, but there were small sobs in the air.

"Who is he?"

Mo Yu looked at the man.

"Your Highness, he is a proton sent by Fengluan."

Mo Yu looked at the back of the squatting and probably knew a thing or two, a month ago, the big victory over Fengluan, presumably he was the prince of Fengluan, but how could he be so unproductive, crying like a girl, he didn't know why he saw him crying, so he walked up to him and took out the handkerchief in his sleeve and handed it to him, "Wipe your face, it's dirty." ”

The person in front of him ignored him, where did Mo Yu ever be ignored like this, but even if the little bun in front of him was crying, he still felt very cute, he had never seen such a cute little bun, and wanted to pinch his face.

Mo Yu took out a piece of candy from his sleeve and handed it to him, "If you eat candy, you won't be sad." ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't know why he has such a good temper to coax a crying kid today, he hates crybabies the most, but this one is not so annoying, he just wants him to stop crying.

Then Gao Xi beside the emperor came, although he didn't understand why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Proton met, but he still suppressed his doubts in his heart, "His Royal Highness the Prince, Your Majesty asked the old slave to ask, which one do you like as an attendant?" ”

"Him."

Mo Yu gave Gao Xi a firm look, and pointed to the small ball that was still squatting on the edge of the lotus pond. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The Little Princess Regent: Uncle Huang, Pet Doesn't Stop", WeChat pays attention to "Youyue Literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~