Chapter 63: The gap is so big that it can't be stewed in one pot

"Now that my three babies are just over a year old, how can I know what they will do in the future?" Mu Ling glanced at Leng Yuan and joked, "Could it be that Leng Ye knows?" ”

"Of course I do." Leng Yuan said seriously: "I am the future King Zhang, Dabao will inherit my throne in the future, Erbao will return to Beijing to serve in the future, and Sanbao will guard the frontier." ”

"Hahaha..."Looking at Leng Yuan's serious expression, Mu Ling couldn't help laughing, "The person who really forgot Leng Ye's true identity is not me, but Leng Ye himself." ”

Leng Yuan was stunned, "How do you say this?" ”

"What else do you want me to say about this obvious thing?" Mu Ling looked at Leng Yuan and asked with a smile: "Shouldn't the person who will inherit the throne in the future be the eldest son born to you and the princess?" What can I do with the treasure of a peasant girl in my village? ”

Leng Yuan looked at Mu Ling and was stunned, she was right, only the eldest son born to him and the princess would be eligible to inherit the throne in the future.

Leng Yuan leaned forward slightly, looked at Mu Ling with interest, and said unhurriedly: "You must know that there are no absolutes in everything. ”

Mu Ling was stunned, looking at Leng Yuan's meaning, is she planning to bring her big treasure back to King Zhang's Mansion one day in the future, and let the princess be raised under her knees as the eldest son?

Mu Ling's heart suddenly tightened!

Thinking about it: Leng Yuan is still so young now, and the princess Zuo is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she will be able to give birth to many sons in the future, and she doesn't need to rob her of her big treasure at all.

Just know that it's not a big problem.

Mu Ling glanced at Leng Yuan, she was so small that she actually tricked her into scaring her.

Thinking of this, Mu Ling breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly wrapped his hands around his chest, raised his face slightly, and said with a slight smile: "Also, Leng Ye's thoughts, ordinary people can't guess it." ”

Mu Ling reacted suddenly, it was not appropriate to wrap her hands around her chest in front of Leng Yuan, she slowly let go of her arms, and put her hands on both sides of the armrests of the chair casually.

Immediately, Mu Ling saw a glass of water on the table in front of her seat, which seemed to be prepared for her, and she happened to be thirsty. I picked up the glass and took a sip.

At this time, Leng Yuan said in a playful tone, "What if you become the princess?" ”

"Poof-" Mu Lingcai drank the water in her mouth and immediately squirted out, but fortunately, she hurriedly turned her head. Otherwise, just now, it must have been like a goddess exorcizing ghosts, spraying Leng Yuan's face.

However, she was still choked and coughed, and her tears almost fell from her eyes.

Mu Ling kept patting his chest with his right hand, coughed lightly twice after a long time, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Master Leng, this joke is not funny at all. ”

"Oh?" As soon as he mentioned it casually, she was so excited, she must have thought about the identity of the princess more than once, Leng Yuan hooked his lips, "Why is it a joke?" ”

Mu Ling rolled his eyes widely, "Master Leng, didn't you ask knowingly?" Leng Ye is..."

Mu Ling looked around the small pergola alertly, and when he saw that there was no one else, he still kept his voice low, "You are His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who is above tens of thousands of people under one person, and you are the future King of Zhang!" And I, first a villager of Mujia Village, and now a villager of Jinhua Village. ”

"It's like you're the moon in the sky, and I'm just a little firefly on the ground. You are the roc bird that soars thousands of miles, and I am just a little quail in the grass on the ground. You are a warm sun in the cold winter moon, and I am just a small residual lamp in the refrigerator, uh ice cellar. ”

"In short, the gap between you and me is so big that we can't stew in one pot. This kind of impossibility, not to mention that I have never thought about it during the day, and I have never even dreamed of it at night. ”