Chapter Ninety-Four: The Imprisoned Incasolo
After the palace banquet, Fu Xuanzhi refused the emperor's arrangement, and followed Lin Mo to Yuwang's mansion in a grand manner.
After he came this time, if he wanted to see Lin Mo in the future, he didn't know when it would be, of course, he had to spend more time with his only sister.
On the way back, Lin Mo took the opportunity to take Fu Xuanzhi's words, "Is the eldest brother still satisfied with the future crown princess?" ”
Fu Xuanzhi looked at Lin Mo, the corners of his lips hooked, "My sister knows, the crown princess and I have no right to choose." ”
"Big brother doesn't want to choose someone he likes to live his life?" Lin Mo frowned slightly, and continued to ask without giving up.
Fu Xuanzhi saw that Lin Mo was not just curious, and teased her: "I will have three palaces and six courtyards in the future, it doesn't matter if the crown princess likes it or not, if she likes it, just bring it into the palace and put it around." ”
He took it for granted, but Lin Mo was speechless.
She leaned against the wall of the carriage, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, after a while, she couldn't hold it back, opened her eyes and looked at Fu Xuanzhi, "Tell you frankly, your future crown princess is my second brother's sweetheart." ”
She didn't say that Feng Yuning also likes Lin Limo, in case this thing doesn't work out, Fu Xuanzhi will be prejudiced against Feng Yuning in his heart, it will not be good.
Fu Xuanzhi pursed his lips and frowned at Lin Mo, "So my sister wants to rob my brother's crown princess for someone else!" ”
Hearing this, Lin Mo chuckled in his heart.
This is indeed unfair to Fu Xuanzhi, as if Xiao Shi robbed the lord of Nanyu.
Although that incident had little to do with Lin Mo, she also reconciled it, and she was indeed a little sorry for Fu Xuanzhi.
Now, for Lin Limo's sake, prying his prospective crown princess is really a bit unauthentic.
Lin Mo pursed his lips and didn't speak anymore, the atmosphere in the carriage was slightly awkward.
Feng Yichen shook Lin Mo's hand on the side.
Seeing that Lin Mo's face changed, Fu Xuanzhi knocked Lin Mo's head with the jade flute, and said dotingly: "Sister, don't be sad, my sister wants my brother's crown princess, and my brother will give it to you, but this matter is related to the two countries, and it needs to be discussed in the long run." ”
Unexpectedly, Fu Xuanzhi was willing to conform to her wishes for this kind of thing, Lin Mo frowned slightly, and suddenly, laughed, "It's me who didn't do it right, my brother doesn't have to get used to me, she was originally your crown princess, and I thought things too simply." ”
Fu Xuanzhi hooked his lips and chuckled, his peach blossom eyes flashed with a different luster, "It's not because of my sister, I have other ideas now, and I have the princess I want." ”
When he remembered that little cat-like face, Peach Blossom's eyes were warm, and he knew for the first time what it was like to be alone.
Thinking of this, he also felt funny, love at first sight could happen to him.
Looking at the smile on his face, Lin Mo only felt panicked.
She pursed her lips, looked at Feng Yichen next to her, and whispered in his ear: "Does he look like an evil spirit?" ”
Feng Yichen pinched her little nose dotingly, "It's just a matter of lust." ”
The eighth princess Feng Yuxuan looks like she is well-behaved and lovely, and she happens to love music as much as Fu Xuanzhi.
When he was in Changming Palace, he saw Fu Xuanzhi looking at the eighth princess's eyes, with a man's understanding of men, he must have been interested in the eighth princess.
Men's affection often begins with interest.
Since Fu Xuanzhi had moved his mind about this matter, there was no need for Lin Mo to get involved.
She's an outsider involved, and it may mess things up, so let them make their own decisions.
She breathed a sigh of relief and curled the corners of her lips happily, although the matter had not yet been completed, but it did not let her bother to do it.
Back at Yuwang's Mansion, Fu Xuanzhi impatiently asked Lin Mo to take him to see his little nephew and niece.
He had never seen Feng Qiwen before, and when he saw the little guy's round little face, his heart instantly melted.
Before Lin Mo could introduce him, he stepped forward and picked up Xiao Qiwen, who was playing, rubbed his pink and jade face, and smiled shyly, "Little girl, I am your uncle." ”
Xiao Qiwen was frightened by him, staring at him with big eyes, a look at the strange Shu Huang.
It took a while to come back to his senses, his little face wrinkled and looked at Lin Mo, and asked suspiciously, "Mother, is he really the eldest uncle?" ”
Lin Mo was originally worried that he would scare the child into crying, which seemed completely redundant, so he stepped forward and said to Xiao Qiwen: "Yes, he is your eldest uncle, you have a total of eighteen uncles." ”
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Xiao Qiwen was stunned.
He didn't have any idea of eighteen yet, but he still knew a lot.
He looked at Fu Xuanzhi with big round eyes, and suddenly cracked his mouth and smiled, "Mother, this uncle is a bit like a mother." ”
Hearing this, Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, no one had ever said that she was like Fu Xuanzhi.
She looked at Feng Yichen suspiciously, and asked, "Is it really like it?" ”
Feng Yichen glanced at Fu Xuanzhi lightly and replied to her, "The princess is better looking than him." ”
After all, I don't say that it looks like it.
Lin Mo and Fu Xuanzhi were originally related by blood, so there was nothing strange about it.
"Your name is Qi Wen, isn't it?" Fu Xuanzhi was completely immersed in communicating with the cutie in his arms, and first familiarized himself with him.
"That's right." Xiao Qiwen tilted his little head and looked at Fu Xuanzhi with an innocent expression, "Will I call you uncle?" But what if I already have an uncle? ”
The uncle he said was naturally Lin Lijin, and in his impression, Lin Lijin was a taciturn and not very approachable person.
In comparison, he still likes this uncle more.
Before Fu Xuan could speak, he said in a milky voice: "Shall I call my uncle?" ”
"Good!" Fu Xuanzhi responded with a smile.
The little guy's little milk voice is too addictive, and it sounds like there is a ball of cotton in my heart, stuffed full, and soft.
"Will the eldest uncle accompany Qi Wen on a horse?" Xiao Qiwen felt that this uncle liked him very much, so he was not polite at all, so he made a request.
Fu Xuanzhi didn't have anything to do, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and he responded: "Okay, let's go see my sister, and my uncle will take Qi Wen to ride a big horse." ”
"Yes, uncle is so good!" Xiao Qiwen's rainbow farts flew all over the sky, and happily hugged Feng Qiwen's neck.
Seeing Fu Xuanzhi carrying Qi Wen into the room, Lin Mo felt that Fu Xuanzhi didn't want to talk to her, but came completely for the child.
Lin Mo was dressed cumbersomely today, and the bead hairpin on her head was even more sore in her neck, and when she saw Fu Xuanzhi entering the room with the child, she pulled Feng Yichen and turned around and went back to the Tilting Pavilion.
As soon as he entered the inner hall of the Tilting Pavilion, Lin Mo couldn't wait to start picking the pearl hairpin on his head, and beckoned Feng Yichen to come over to help.
When all the beads on his head were taken off, Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief and turned his neck, "It's really a crime to bring so many jewelry, and I don't know how those women in the harem can stand it." ”