Xiao Yanbao saw that his uncle didn't speak, and tilted his little head to approach him.

"Doudou, you know what?"

Mu Ling shook his head in embarrassment.

"Yanbao, uncle doesn't know."

Xiao Yanbao blinked her big eyes, looked down at her little hands, and raised her little head to look at Mu Ling who was holding her.

"Doudou, don't you know?"

Mu Ling pursed his lips.

"I don't know."

Xiao Yanbao raised his little head and looked at the sky.

The little expression was a little melancholy.

Uncle is the most powerful general in the world, and he doesn't know what spiritual power is, what is a zombie emperor, and what is an S-level.

So who knows?

The sky was still gray, because it was so cold that there was not a single finch in the air.

Thinking of the sparrow, Xiao Yanbao remembered that she hadn't told her uncle that her mother was not dead.

"Doudou, my grandmother is still alive."

Mu Ling, who was about to cross the corridor and reach the courtyard, paused and looked at Xiao Yanbao with some surprise.

"Yang Chaoyun is still alive? How does Yanbao know? What did Your Majesty say? ”

Xiao Yanbao shook his head quickly.

Brother Fengmian said that he could tell his uncle about this matter, because his uncle was not the emperor.

"Doudou, Yan Bao played with the Fengmian Pot in the Hundred Beasts Garden yesterday and the plush gold Zhuang Zhuang them, listen to the two blackbirds inside."

Mu Ling: "......"

Seeing that his uncle's face was expressionless, Xiao Yanbao hugged Mu Ling's neck with his small hands, put his small mouth to Mu Ling's ear, and whispered to him in a milky voice.

"Doudou, tell you quietly, Yanbao can understand the words of the plush gold and the blackbirds~"

Mu Ling's pupils shrank, and his face was full of incredulity.

"Yanbao, are you serious?"

Xiao Yanbao held up his small body and laughed with milk.

"Yanbao didn't deceive Doudou~"

Mu Ling took a deep breath.

This news is too ...... Fantastic.

But when he thought that Xiao Yanbao could actually see ghosts, even Master Qingyun and National Teacher Song Qilin couldn't see any difference in her, and Mu Ling felt that Xiao Yanbao could understand what the animals were talking and understand.

You can see the ghost.

What's wrong with being able to understand animals?

Their little Yanbao is so cute, the animals just like her!

Mu Ling subconsciously asked Xiao Yanbao.

"Yanbao, you can still communicate with the animals, right?"

Xiao Yanbao probably understood what his uncle meant, and smiled and showed his sharp little tiger teeth.

"That's right! Yanbao can understand what the plush they say, and they are also well-behaved and know what Yanbao says. ”

Mu Ling took another breath!

"Uncle knows, but Yanbao, this matter is ......"

Xiao Yanbao's milk snorted and spoke first.

"Yan Bao knew that Fengmian Guo Guo said that this matter can only be told to Doudou, and the emperor can't tell Doudou and Qindoudou, because they are the squatting (king) of a country, and sometimes they will ...... Will ......"

The latter words, Xiao Yanbao forgot.

The little guy scratched the back of his head, frowning and trying to think about it.

Mu Ling was amused by her little expression.

"Sometimes you can't help yourself and you need to think about it too much!"

Xiao Yanbao smiled and applauded.

"That's right! That's what the wind sleeps and the pot says. ”

Mu Ling touched her slippery little face.

"Your brother Fengmian is very good, Xiao Yanbao will have him to protect him in the future, and my uncle will be more at ease."

Xiao Yanbao rubbed Mu Ling's neck affectionately.

"Doudou, wait for Yanbao to be more greasy, Yanbao can protect Doudou, protect Fengmian pot, protect Doudou and kiss Doudou, oh, there are small five-pot pots and four-pot pots!"

Seeing that Xiao Yanbao mentioned all the people she had known recently who were good to her, Mu Ling's eyes showed a warm smile.

He continued to walk forward with Xiao Yanbao in his arms, and when he arrived in the yard, he had just put Xiao Yanbao down and was about to teach Xiao Yanbao to build a snowman, when Wen Qing hurried over.

"General, the family members of Gu Xiang's Mansion have gone back, and Gu Xiang has come in person, accompanied by two adults from Yushitai."

Mu Ling's face instantly turned cold.

Xiao Yanbao cheered.

"Doudou, Yanbao wants to go back with Gu Xiang! Yanbao can find out his mother-in-law! ”

Wen Qing was startled.

"Little county lord, it's not exciting! Mrs. Gu is dead. ”

Mu Ling spoke before Xiao Yanbao spoke.

"Yang Chaoyun is not dead!"

Wen Qing's face was full of consternation.

Xiao Yanbao smiled softly, for fear that his uncle would not agree.

The little guy stretched out his little hand, tentatively pulled the sleeve of Lamulen's coat, and talked to him softly with his little head up.

"Doudou, Yanbao is very tired now, Doudou let Yanbao go to the Gu Mansion to explore (see), okay?"

Wen Qing is also afraid that the general will be impeached by the people of the Imperial Historical Tower, and if the little county lord can review the Prime Minister's Mansion at this time, the Imperial Historical Observatory will not be able to refer to another book, saying that their general disregards human ethics and does not allow the little county lord to return to the house to cry for his mother's soul.

Mu Ling subconsciously shook his head.

"No, Yanbao."

Xiao Yanbao: "......"

Xiao Yanbao's big eyes rolled slightly, and he had an idea in an instant.

The little hands changed to hug Mu Ling's thighs, learning the same as the big sister when she was coquettish with her mother-in-law, elongating the tail sound, and even arching with her little head.

"Doudou, believe in the treasure of words~ Words are really broad~"

Mu Ling's scalp was numb.

Seeing this, Wen Qing quickly spoke.

"General, my subordinates and Wen Xin will accompany the little county lord to Gu Xiang's mansion."

Xiao Yanbao's eyes were shining.

"Yes, go around, wide enough to make the text crispy together."

Mu Ling: "......"

"Doudou~~~~"

Mu Ling had goosebumps all over his body, and subconsciously took a step back, Xiao Yanbao retreated with him like a leg pendant.

Mu Ling was entangled by Xiao Yanbao and had no choice but to nod.

"Good, good! Uncle agreed, uncle agreed! ”

Xiao Yan's BMW let go of the little hands holding his uncle's long legs and cheered.

"Thank you, Doudou! You're so good! ”

Mu Ling: "......"

Wen Qing tried to hold back a smile beside him.

Mu Ling glared at him angrily.

Wen Qing was afraid that the general would regret it, so he hurriedly bent down and hugged Xiao Yanbao.

"Little county lord, Uncle Wen will take you to Gu Xiangfu."

Mu Ling glanced at Wen Xin, who was following behind him, and said coldly.

"Ten of the secret guards in the General's Mansion!"

The corners of Wenxin's mouth twitched, but he should still come down.

"Yes!"

They went to Gu Xiangfu's funeral, not to copy the mourning hall, general!

Mu Ling still didn't think it was good, so he added another sentence.

"Let Mama Xu follow! She is the nurturing grandmother given by His Majesty to Yanbao! ”

Wen Xin responded again, and was busy looking for someone to invite Mama Xu.

"In addition, Yan Bao was hit by the carriage of Yongle Bofu last night and fell into a coma, he just woke up at this time, and he was extremely weak, no matter whether he got on or off the car or was in Gu Xiang's Mansion, he let Xu Mama hold him."

"Yes!"

Xiao Yanbao, who was held in Wen Qing's arms in front of him, heard his uncle's words, and his milk whirred.

"Don't worry, Yanbao will be dizzy~"

Wen Qing Wenxin was amused by the little guy and laughed out loud.

Mu Ling looked at the little clever ghost, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After Wenqing Wenxin Xu Mama accompanied Xiao Junbao to Gu Xiang's mansion, Wenqing Wenxin brothers suddenly found that their general was prescient.