Mo Xiaoxi glanced at his younger brother, and his little hand was about to twist towards Mo Lan's waist. But at this moment, Mo Mad's hand grabbed Mo Xiaoxi's jade hand.

"Don't move him, the flames on his body are not that simple!" Mo Xiaoxi muttered dissatisfiedly as his father's hand grabbed him, "Sooner or later, he will go mad." ”

With the passage of time, Mo Lan's Yan Yan Jue finally broke through the thirty-ninth lap, looking at a group of people staring at him, Mo Lan said, "What's wrong." ”

At this time, Mo Lan's second brother Mo Xiao was obviously very happy to see his fourth brother eating turtles, and his eyes were full of schadenfreude.

"Mo Lan, your grandfather mentioned in the letter that you didn't even go to school, is there such a thing?" Mo Mad had already noticed this little son who was the most headache for him, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words.

Mo Lan, who squeezed to his father's side at some point, was stroking the shining armor on Mo Mad's body with a demented expression.

"Armor?" Mo Lan, who had modern memories of his previous life, was very interested in this armor, and this armor with a surface like a layer of crystal deeply attracted his mind.

Mo Mad frowned, looked at his son, who was a little demented, and said with a sinking face: "Mo Lan, I'm asking you." ”

"Oh, father, what are you asking?" Mo Lan, who seemed to be a little retracted, still didn't leave the armor on Mo Yan's body.

Mo Mad looked at his wife and cast an inquiring look, "Is my son not sick?"

Mei Liping was so angry that she glanced at her husband. Mo Yan shook his head helplessly, and repeated what he had just said.

"Dead old man, betray me. Hmph!" Mo Lan, who heard his father's question clearly, scolded in his heart.

"Father, I don't want to go to some aristocratic school. Mo Lan, who had escaped the temptation of armor, spoke. Mo Yan's eyes glared angrily, "What? I don't want to go." Isn't it because you don't want to go to school?"

When he roared so loudly, Mei Liping was unhappy, hugged her son and hummed, "What's the matter?

Mo Maan, whose anger disappeared in an instant, smiled bitterly at his wife, "Liping, aren't I worried about Mo Lan?

The children of the nobility must go through three years of education at the Imperial Noble Academy, which is a law issued by the emperor himself. ”

"Hmph, you don't have to move out of the law. When will the laws of the empire be able to restrain the Mo family from acting?" Mei Liping said disdainfully.

"Okay, don't stand at the door and let people see the joke, the old man is still waiting in the hall. Mo Lan's schooling, let's talk about it later. Mei Liping said while instructing the maid to take off her armor for Mo Mad .

"Which child's child is this?" Mei Liping found that behind Mo Yan's tall figure, she quietly followed a child of the same age as Mo Lan. Mo Mad who took off his armor looked a little gloomy.

"This is the golden balm of the child of Wan Laifu in my legion, and I have grown up in the legion with Wan Laifu since I was a child. Wan Laifu died in this defensive battle, and I have to take care of his only relative. ”

Looking at her husband's sad and firm eyes, Mei Liping squatted down and hugged the golden oil softly and said softly: "Child, this will be your home in the future." ”

Although Mo Mad asked his son to go to school, during this time, Mo Lan did not go to the aristocratic school under the protection of his mother. Although it is not in accordance with the laws of the empire, if the fourth young master of the Mo family does not go to the aristocratic school, who can say anything?

"You little villain, can't you let Sister Jean?" and Mo Lan complained dissatisfiedly to Mo Xiaoxi, who was fighting chess. Mo Lan pouted to Mo Xiaoxi proudly, "Why, third sister, you won't be playing tricks again." ”

stepped forward and grabbed Mo Lan's ears and snorted, "How can you talk about your little villain?"

Mo Xiao sat lazily on the side and watched the battle, "I said third sister, if you don't cheat, hurry up and admit defeat to Qian." Mo Xiaoxi smiled at Mo Lan and Mo Xiao brothers, "I admit defeat, but I have no money." ”

"Oh my God...... Isn't this still a lie?" the two brothers rolled their eyes at the same time. After the three of them laughed for a while, Mo Xiao twisted a chess piece between his fingers, and said as if he had something meaning: "Fourth brother, when I came back this time, I found that you have become much more cheerful, and you are no longer like a wood to practice with your eyes closed every day, and you seem to have a bit of aristocratic flavor in your actions." ”

Mo Xiaoxi disagreed, "Hmph, this little villain can't go to school because of his mother's protection." If you don't learn the etiquette that those nobles should have, how can you have an aristocratic taste?"

Listening to Mo Xiaoxi's words, Mo Lan frowned in understanding, and suddenly felt a little troubled in his heart. I remembered that since my father came back, the cultivation time had been slowly decreasing, and there was no progress ...... Yan Yanjue.

As he thought in his heart, Mo Lan's forehead couldn't help but ooze cold sweat. "Fourth brother, although I don't know your pursuit, any pursuit will pay a price accordingly. Since you have already paid, then you should not lose your heart. ”

Looking at the second brother Mo Xiao's clear eyes, Mo Lan nodded firmly. He turned around and walked towards his own courtyard.

"Little villain, you didn't hear what I said, how can you not go to school?" Mo Xiaoxi shouted at Mo Lan's back.

"Okay, third sister. No matter how I look at it, you look like you're jealous of the fourth brother. Let's go, go clean up and we're going to go to that boring school. At home, only the fourth brother has a mother and grandfather, and he can be lazy with a bright and dark cover. Mo smiled lazily and said to Mo Xiaoxi.

"Young Master, you're back!" Mo Lan, who had not yet calmed down, said irritably: "Wan Jinyou, how many times have I told you, don't call me Young Master." If you want, call me Mo Lan. If you don't want to, you can call it. Just don't call me young master, I listen harshly. ”

His face was a little hollow, and his tone was stiff, "My father was the guard of the legion elder when he was alive, and you are the son of the legion elder, of course I want to call you young master." ”

The young jack-of-all-trades have lived in the army with his father since he was a child, and he has the brutality and toughness of a soldier. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked to you like that. ”

Mo Lan was still a little irritable. Apparently aware of his gaffe, he sat down in the room to calm his mind.

During the meditation, Mo Lan slowly calmed down, and powerful spiritual power enveloped his whole body. After meditating, Mo Lan's eyes returned to their due firmness after a while, and the childishness that had slowly formed in the past few days in Shen Yun was much weaker. He recognized his true heart and found his persistence.

At this moment, Wan Jinyou quietly knelt in front of Mo Lan in front of him. Mo Lan was a little surprised and said, "Wan Jinyou, what are you doing here?"

"I beg the young master to teach me to cultivate. In the indifferent tone of the panacea, there was not a hint of pleading. But Mo Lan knew that he was indeed pleading. Because there was a glimmer of expectation in the empty eyes of the panacea, it was the kind of bleak expectation that people couldn't bear to refuse. “

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