Shen Yuning, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, bought a bunch of snacks for the young master of the Title Moon Sect, and the sect master of the Title Moon Sect stopped talking after seeing it.

The Alliance Leader explained, "It's not very sweet, it shouldn't be ...... Toothache."

The young master clenched his fists and pursed his mouth, already desperately restraining his excited trembling hands.

The Sect Master hesitated for a moment, "That'...... Chen'an take it."

"Yes, yes, yes! Take it, take it!"

Xiao Baozi impatiently gave Song Yue a look: "Okay, take it."

Song Yue just took the big bag and the small bag back, and the little guy didn't turn his head back and threw out a palm wind to close the door, rushed to the table with an arrow, and couldn't wait to open the large and small paper bags with both hands.

"Wow!" The little bun was shocked, and a pair of bright eyes were round!

"That's too much...... Song Yue was even more shocked.

Xiao Baozi swallowed and was excited: "I know that my mother loves me the most!" Now that I have my mother, my father will never stop me from eating snacks again!"

"But the young master still needs to be cautious," Song Yue said, "lest the sect master kill the horse pistol and confiscate these snacks...... When the time comes......"

"How did you run so fast?" Shen Yuning pushed the door in, followed by Meng Tang.

Songyue is a spirit: the return to the horse pistol is coming!

Xiao Baozi was very calm: "Mother? Is there anything else to give to the child?"

"No, but you can tell me anything you want to eat."

"There's nothing you want to eat," Xiao Baozi shook his head, lacking interest, "These are enough for a child."

"But I don't think you seem to like it so much?"

"I like it, mother."

Shen Yuning glanced at Meng Tang, and Sect Master Meng shook his head slightly, as if he didn't know what his son's situation was.

Xiao Baozi said again: "Speaking of which, my mother bought so much food for the child today, is there something she has to tell the child?"

"Forehead ......"

Shen Yuning just wanted to say that he was worthy of being Meng Linxiao's son, and this sensitivity would definitely not lose to his father.

"That's right, half of the men and horses in the Northwest King's military camp have not defected to Meng Jun, and at this time, this half of the men and horses are probably already on their way to join other forces, I want to ask the Lord of Meng Zhai to send the Tiger Village to do something."

Xiao Baozi blinked his big dark eyes: "Do you want to send the Tiger Village to block the road and rob it?"

"Go acting!"

Meng Tang couldn't help but look at her, only to hear Shen Yuning say very confidently: "This group of people originally did not rebel and follow the prince out of loyalty to the prince, but they left the camp of the king of the northwest and had nowhere to take root like headless flies. Not only do you want to take refuge in other snobbery, but you are afraid that you will not be taken seriously, and in the end you will be miserable and become a pawn, what Tiger Village has to do is to act in a play!"

Xiao Baozi's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood: "Does my mother think that there are men, women, old and young in the Tiger Village, and they look more like homeless people?"

"Yes! Just let them see, the hearts of the people in the world converge on the Meng clan in Junbei, and the forces of all parties are fighting, only Junbei is worth relying on! But those generals must say, don't go, the king of the northwest, Meng Chaodui, is dead."

"Then let the 'Wanderer' say that there is a Northwest King who has died, and there is also a Title Moon Sect!" Sect Master Meng, who answered, said in a deep voice: "If the king of the northwest can't be blessed, I'll come, and if the king of the northwest can't do it, I'll come too."

Shen Yuning was very pleased and patted him on the shoulder: "Look! He is worthy of being Meng Chaodu's son!"

Xiao Baozi nodded excitedly when he heard this: "Grandpa is gone, we have to protect the people for grandpa, father, mother, is that what you mean!"

Shen Yuning was even more pleased: "It is worthy of being Meng Chaodu's grandson!"

"Then the kid is going to find Deputy Master Wei!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Xiao Baozi looked at the things on the table with some hesitation before leaving, and Meng Tang asked him, "What? Want to eat?"

"No," he said, with a grimace, "business matters, and besides, there's nothing to eat."

After that, with Song Yueda

Staggered away.

The Lord of the Shen League, who had left her mother's heart broken, covered her heart and asked in a trembling voice, "What went wrong?" Is it because I didn't buy candy, so he doesn't like it?"

"Not really, it may be ...... on purpose."

"No, it must be because of the death of the prince, and his young heart has endured unbearable pain."

Meng Tang opened his mouth, and finally nodded, "It should be."

"Then I'll ...... in a minute."

"What in a moment?"

Shen Yuning paused, and then said, "It's nothing, you didn't hear anything."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, took another step forward, and touched her waist with one hand before she could dodge.

At that moment, Shen Yuning's cold hair stood up, it was itchy and irritating.

The man's hand pinched a bulge around her waist, "Sugar?"

The latter prayed, "Just a little ......."

"Actually, you don't have to bribe him with food, although Menghu Village is in his name, Wei Longgou and Li Erkui listen to you more."

"How can this be the same? Since the Tiger Village is his, then he has to give an order to shake the prestige of the owner of the village, this time, let him get started with the Tiger Village as soon as possible, and secondly, let the people of the Tiger Village understand that the real owner of the village is him, not me."

The man's eyes looked at her with deep eyes, and he avoided her eyes when Shen Yuning looked puzzled.

"You've thought it all over for him."

"Whoever made him my son, of course I have to think about him."

"You ......"

Seeing that he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, Shen Yuning simply and generously admitted: "That's right, he is my son!"

Sect Master Meng was stunned: "Personal?"

"Personally, I thought that my inseparable love for Xiao Baozi was because I had known him for a long enough time and was close enough, but now that I think about it carefully, it may be because we are mother and son first, so we have become so close."

She was very proud that she could reverse this relationship and find an impeccable excuse for her mother's love.

But Meng Tang gasped after hearing this, and looked at her blankly.

Shen Yuning was puzzled: "What's wrong with you? You're not happy that I'm close to Xiaobaozi?"

"No......" the latter snorted coldly, "He was born from your pregnancy for ten months, and half of the blood on his body belongs to you.

"It should be, but what are you humming?"

"Me!"

"I see! Are you angry that you're not related to me, so I can't fully accept you?"

The man is silent, then it should be!

Lord Shen hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't mind asking my father to take you as a son, after all, my brother is no longer here, I just don't know what you think......

Sect Master Meng's fingers tightened, and Lord Shen rushed out in an arrow to protect himself, and only patted his heart when he ran away.

But on the other hand, I think about it, no, she is Liu Jiaojiao now! I'm not afraid of him! What a run!

Xiao Baozi arranged the people of Menghu Village and couldn't wait to go back to the room to eat snacks, and when he was half full, seeing that it was dark, Yin Feng came to invite him, saying that the sect master asked him to go to the mourning hall again to kowtow to the prince, and it was too cold tonight, so he would not let him keep the spirit.

After nightfall, the Northwest Palace's palace is quiet, and the white lanterns hanging under the corridor are shivering in the cold wind, which is really a bit desolate to look at.

There were no patrolling soldiers, no patrolling wardwives, and no servant maids to serve with them.

Apart from......

A dark shadow flashed over the wall, followed by a scream.

Little Bun asked Yinfeng, "What's the sound?"

Yin Feng said: "Young master, don't worry, there have always been small attempts to come to the mansion to steal in the past few days, but they have all been taken down, speaking of which, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people of Junbei."

Xiao Baozi asked again, "Thief, are there many?"

"Quite a lot, usually

You can catch one in half an hour, and the death of the prince has spread all over Junbei, and those gentlemen on the beam believe that the palace has thousands of family treasures, and it is itchy."

"I want to catch the thief too!"

That's right, the young master of the Moon Sect is also itchy.

"This ......"

Yin Feng was still hesitating, and Song Yue had already responded: "Okay, that time will make the young master have a good time, but you can only catch one, and you will catch a cold after a long time outside!"

"Good!"

The little bun jumped forward, and the two brothers hurriedly followed.

Yin Feng complained, "What are you doing with the young master, don't scare him anymore."

Song Yue said: "The young master has always been depressed these days, so let him play, besides, with you and me, there will be no problems."

Yin Feng didn't say anything anymore, and when he arrived at the mourning hall, he saw that the young master had incense, kowtowed again, and said goodbye to the sect master obediently.

The sect master is discussing the matter of tomorrow's burial with several hall masters of the Title Moon Sect, it stands to reason that the funeral of a prince should not be so eager and hasty, but because it is an eventful season, the burial will be concluded as soon as possible, after all, there is still a huge mess waiting for him to clean up.

"Chen'an."

The little bun who walked to the door was stopped by the man again, and he turned back in confusion: "Daddy?"

"I'm going to keep a wake for your grandfather tonight."

"The child knows."

"Go and sleep with your mother."

Xiao Baozi blinked incomprehensibly, how did this sound like he usually slept with his father?

He slept by himself......

However, who can refuse to sleep with their mother!

"The child knows."

As soon as he turned around, he was stopped again.

"Talk to your mother."

"Good!"

"Say you...... I miss her so much."

Xiao Baozi blinked and nodded, "Don't worry, Daddy!"

"Go ahead."

"Yes!"

Out of the mourning hall, he walked a few steps briskly, and grabbed Yin Feng's hand again: "Where are you going to catch the thief?"

It's like he forgot his father's entrustment just now! How reassuring did this make the old father!

"This ......" Yin Feng pondered for a moment and decided to betray the sect master: "Young master, go to the backyard, the treasury is built over there, and thieves often visit it at night, and our brothers from the Moon Sect can harvest two or three strings a night!"

"Two or three strings?"

"There is a shortage of ropes, so we can only tie them with hemp rope for five people!"

If the thief catches the rope and is in short supply, there is only the Title Moon Sect!

Xiao Baozi was eager to try, and followed the two into the backyard, but before he saw the thief, he first saw two figures standing at the foot of the sheltered wall.

The three of them dodged in tacit agreement and avoided it.

Under the cold moon, Shen Yuning was holding a man's face and looking very intently, and the two didn't know what they were talking about, but the action of "holding" alone was very ambiguous.

Yin Feng & Song Yue: It's not good, the sect master has grass on his head......