MTL - Golden Age Legitimate Fei-~ 423. Xiaobao is punished

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423. Xiaobao is punished

Ink returned to his room with the cloud and immediately closed the door. I opened the quilt and stuffed myself in, hiding in the thick quilt and shivering. He is not a particularly ridiculous person, but for this Li Wangshu, I believe that all his brothers and sisters have the same impression. At the beginning of the palace in Nanjing, they saw with their own eyes how Mo Jingli tortured the clouds. There was also a haze of his eyes that sweeped from time to time, and each of them left a deep shadow on the younger ink with the clouds. This time... Ink trembled with the clouds, and even more embraced the quilt. Just now he clearly felt that Mo Jingli did not say to scare him, but really wanted to kill her.

"No... No, I can't die... I can't die..." Mo Yunyun whispered, "What to do... What to do?" Will the scams be scammed out to let Mo Jingli kill? Ink shook his head with the clouds. Although he does not like ink, he subconsciously regards him as an enemy of the future. But now... he is not qualified to compare with Mo Yuzhen and Ding Wangfu. Therefore, his current enemy is definitely not the ink. There is also the king... the terrible white-haired white king. If he killed the ink 宸 宸 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨But... what should he do?

"Who wants you to die?" A smiling voice came into the ear. Ink smashed with the clouds, and after a while, he returned to the quilt and suddenly opened the quilt. He saw that Mo Xiaobao was sitting at the bed and curiously watching himself. "How are you here?!" Seeing Mo Xiaobao The face of the ink with the cloud suddenly became white. I quickly got up and wanted to see if anyone was outside. Mo Xiaobao smiled at his head: "Don't worry, there is no one outside."

Ink with the cloud slightly relieved, staring at Mo Xiaobao silently. Mo Xiaobao did not care, sitting leisurely and watching the ink with the cloud standing in the bed. In fact, Mo Xiaobao also knows that he is definitely happy compared to the ink. At least he grew up in the protection of everyone and grew up happily, instead of growing up in the harem like Mo Suiyun, and now he is being played by the courtiers of the big Chu and the dignitaries. With. Under such circumstances, the ink can also be careful to hide his own mind, and it is no wonder that the father will see him differently.

Ink Yunyun also looked at the ink Xiaobao, and his heart struggled repeatedly. He knows that it is very likely that Mo Jingli is still not going. If he is now calling people... Soon, Mo Shuiyun shook his head, and Mo Xiaobao could never come here alone. Even if he himself is a naughty person, he will be secretly protected. Even if Mo Jingli killed Mo Yu, the last unfortunate thing was to bear the anger of the king. Unless...Mo Jingli can kill the king! However, can Mo Jingli kill the king? Of course it is impossible. If Mo Jingli has this ability, then the throne will not be able to sit there.

So... can't hurt the ink! At least, you can't let the ink cockroaches die here!

"Go! You are going!" Mo Shuiyun returned to God and took Mo Xiaobao to the side. [

Mo Xiaobao looked at him with amazement. "What are you doing? I am coming to you to play, are you driving me away?" Moshui said with some anger: "I am not comfortable today, you go first!"

The more anxious he was, the more leisurely, the little Xiaobao was on the table, and he smiled on the table and said, "You will rest if you are not comfortable. I will not bother you." Mo Qingyun wanted to cry, if not he did not have the ability, I just want to pick up the ink and throw it out. Mo Xiaobao gently fanned the long eyelashes, and smiled at him. He said slowly, "What are you doing so urgently? It seems like you are afraid of others knowing that I am here. You can rest assured that here is the glass." City, even if Yu Wang knows that I am coming here quietly, it will not be like me."

Yu Wang is a fart! In the heart of the ink with the cloud secretly said: "In short, you go quickly! I don't want to play with you today."

"I want to play with you. It's better to go out and play?" Mo Xiaobao's eyes lit up and smiled.

"Mei Xiaoshi, I beg you to go back first?" Mo Suiyun couldn't help but swear "Hey," who is this for his life. Mo Xiaobao picked a handsome eyebrow and patted the shoulder of the ink with the cloud. He whispered: "Okay, don't tease you. Brother, what is the difficulty telling me that there is still a child in the ground of the city." Uncertainty?" Mo Xiaobao, a pair of buddies, is a big brother for the brothers.

Ink with the cloud, some disdain, stunned the ink Xiaobao, such a small "hair" child who is even shorter than himself, can only know what to do? Don't let Mo Jingli know that he is here, and then he will be thanked by Mo Jingli. Ink did not get angry with the cloud: "In short, you give me a quick go!"

Seeing that he refused to speak, Mo Xiaobao was no longer reluctant, shrugged and shrugged: "Then I will go back first. There is something to let the king's house come to me."

"I know, go!" Seeing that he was finally willing to go, Mo Shuiyun naturally promised, and even pulled him to the side of the house. Mo Xiaobao didn't take a good breath and smacked his hand: "A place is almost once. I am waiting to be caught again." Going to the corner of the room, Mo Xiaobao jumped to the wall. A borrowing force, sitting firmly on the beam. Turning back to the ink with the cloud waved, Mo Xiaobao drilled out from the place where he did not know when to uncover.

Seeing that Mo Xiaobao "shows" such a light hand, Mo Shuiyun still bowed. Although he has seen a lot of light power than Mo Xiaobao's brilliant, but those people are much bigger than Mo Xiaobao. At such a young age, it is no wonder that Mo Xiaobao dared to sneak into the Dachu Pavilion during the day. Finally, Mo Xiaobao was sent away, and Mo Shuiyun also secretly sighed.

"The emperor." The voice of Mo Jingyu came from outside the door. The ink of the body with the cloud quickly recovered. He walked over and opened the door. "Yu Wangshu." Mo Jingyu stood at the door, some strangely looking at the ink. With the cloud: "How to put the door on."

Ink with the cloud bite the lip corner, whispered: "Yu Wang Shu, I ... I ..."

Ink Jingyu looked at him and said: "Are you afraid?" Ink nodded with the clouds, and Mo Jingyu sighed a bit: "So far, we have to do it. Emperor, You are not a child anymore, and many things should be understood."

Ink with a small face, whispered: "I know, Yu Wang Shu. Li... Li Wangshu left?"

"Go!" Ink Jingyu sighed, mentioning the face of Mo Jingli's face "color" is not very good-looking, whispered: "The madman! Who knows what he is going to do! The emperor does not have to fear. The day after tomorrow ...you just have to do it according to Wang Shu’s method, there will be nothing."

Ink cloud nodded with a cloud, "I know, Wang Shu." [

Seeing him with a look of exquisiteness, Mo Jingyu also knows that he must have been scared. In the remaining emperors of Mo Jingyu, the performance of Mo Suiyun is already quite good. If the ink cloud that has already died is hitting such a thing, I am afraid that I am already scared and cried.

"Wang Shu does not bother you, you have a good rest." Mo Jingyu whispered.

"Yes, Wang Shu." Ink whispered.

Mo Jingyu patted the shoulders of the ink with the clouds and turned and went out. Looking at Mo Jingyu's departure, Mo Shuiyun sighed and closed the door and looked back at the roof that had no strange appearance. He threw himself into the thick quilt.

On the roof of the room with ink, the two thin figures were motionless, because the location was just under the roof, and there were branches, if not someone went to the roof. They can't find them at all. The image of Mo Xiaobao’s image was on the roof and smiled. “It’s like this.”

Next to Qin Lie, he did not look good. He whispered: "Don't you go? You didn't hear it. Just now that Mo Jingli is here." Someone regrets: "It's a pity that we know." It’s too late, people are running.”

"Is it difficult to become a small child who still intends to take the lead, but personally catch the guy?" Qin Lie sneered.

Mo Xiaobao rolled his eyes. "Have you heard that Mo Jing Li Wugong is very high? He sneaked into the shack to come to this world and he didn't believe that he still had a guard." Live him?"

Qin Lie shrugged: "The plan is very good, but the people have already left. When are we going to pick up?" Mo Xiaobao looked up at the sky "color", some embarrassed said: "How to wait until the day Black?" In case it was caught, although it will be discovered in the light of the day, there will be no danger to life, but it will certainly be a surprise.

Qin Lie said, he chose the following eyebrow: "Mo Suiyun does not seem to want to follow the instructions of Mo Jingyu."

Mo Xiaobao "touched" his chin: "As long as he is not stupid and thorough, he will not be willing." Mo Jingyu was caught by Mo Jingli, and ink did not. What to do with Chen Jingyu to die. He will be suspicious when he finally succeeds. "Mu Xiaobao squatted on the roof and held his chin out of his eyes. Looking at him with a smirk, Qin Lie whispered the goosebump on his arm and asked, "What do you want to do?" "Qin Lie deeply felt that the small child who was sent to accompany this fixed king's palace is simply a great test for God. The "sex" feelings of Mo Xiaoshi are changeable, saying that the wind is rain, and the enthusiasm is to challenge the king. Repeated defeats, repeated defeats and repeated wars are not tired. This is nothing, daring to act for the unpredictable moments are testing this heart.

Mo Xiaobao poked a poke on Qin Lie-dao: "You said that we can counter the little emperor below?"

Qin Lie Wang Tian, ​​calmly said: "The people take you as an imaginary enemy, do you think you can attack him?"

"This is not the same." Mo Xiaobao said: "My mother said, there is no eternal friend in the world, there is no eternal enemy, only eternal interests. Mo Suiyun does not want to follow the Wangfu right now, now set The palace does not benefit him well, and it will be bad. If so, why can't we cooperate with us? The enemy of the enemy is a friend. I think if you have to choose one side, he would rather choose to cooperate with the palace. "

"It’s a pity that people just brought you out." Qin Lie reminded me.

Mo Xiaobao raised his hand and grabbed his own small head. He wrinkled his handsome brow and thought for a long time. He said: "He doesn't believe me." Before the acting was over, he was probably nothing in the eyes of Mo Shuiyun. Understand, only eat and drink children.

"What do you want?" Qin Lie asked. Mo Xiaobao said: "You are waiting here, I will go on." Qin Lie also knows that he simply said that Mo Xiaobao, silently squatting in the same place, watching the glazed tile that Mo Xiaobao will just put back. I opened it one by one, and then jumped from the small hole.

When night falls, Miao Xiaobao returned to the Ding Wang Fu with a happy face. When I entered the door, I saw that Ms. Mo, who was standing at the door waiting for them, cast a pitiful look. Mo Xiaobao suddenly felt that something was not good. Quickly rushed to the ink manager, and smiled smartly: "Grandpa..."

The ink manager quickly said: "The old slaves dare not, and the small world sons can call the old slaves."

Mo Xiaobao can not care about this, smiled and asked: "Mr. Grandpa, where is my father and mother?" "Mr. General Pipeline:" Wang Ye and Wang Hao are waiting for the small child in the study. "Mu Xiaobao's shoulder suddenly smashed. Down, crying and sad face: "I am finished." In the morning when I went out, I forgot to tell my mother and father to come back later. "Min Xiaobao firmly refuses to admit that he did not take into account the fact that the Dachu Pavilion may not be good enough. In addition, some people have forgotten the time when they hooked up with someone.

The ink manager politely patted the shoulders of Xiao Shizi: "Wang Ye and Wang Hao are waiting for the small child, Xiao Shizi is going to the study."

Can I not go? Mo Xiaobao looked at the ink manager with a pitiful look.

The ink manager gave him a look that couldn't help, and Mo Xiaobao had to walk slowly in the direction of the study.

"Hey? Our little son is back." In the study, Mo Xiuzhen was leaning on the soft couch and holding a stack of books lazily open. Seeing that Mo Xiaobao came in, he gave him a smile and a smile. Mo Xiaobao looked carefully at the glass on the other side, and his face was more depressed. I saw Ye Lizheng sitting on the stool, and God looked at him indifferently. Except for the slightest relief in the eyes when he entered the door, there was no other expression. In the mouth of Mo Xiaobao, the mother was angry and worse than the father.

"Mother, Xiaobao is back." Going to Yeli, Mo Xiaobao whispered.

Ye Liu looked at him faintly and asked softly: "How come back so late?"

Mo Xiaobao whispered: "The baby went to the Dachu Temple to find the little emperor to play."

In fact, how can these things, Ye Li and Mo Xiu, not know? It was Mo Xiaobao who sneaked out and still followed many people. And Mo Xiaobao has always been very measured, and generally does not deliberately get rid of the followers. If not, Mo Xiaobao did not come back so late, and the entire Wangfu House had already fallen out.

Ye Liu smiled and looked at him: "It seems that the Great Chu Museum is very fun? Let you forget the time to go back to the government? Tomorrow, the mother will go to ask Yu Wang, what is there in the Dachu Pavilion? The little son."

Ye Li has never loved to restrain children too much, so Mo Xiaobao has always been free to run around in the city of Licheng. But there is one, except for the Lushan Academy, which must go home before sunset. Even if you go to Xujia for temporary stay, you must send someone back in advance to let us know. But today, when Mo Xiaobao came back at this time, he did not say anything. From the beginning to the end, he did not tell anyone what he was doing. If there is no dark guard to follow, in the ordinary family, the family has already died in a hurry.

"Mother-in-law...Is Xiaobao thinking about it, Xiaobao knows it wrong." Mo Xiaobao bitterly admits his face, and he hurriedly sneaked in to find Mo Suiyun. It really did not explain anything. It may also be that you know that there is a dark guard to follow yourself, so you are so scared.

"Where is it wrong?" Ye Liu asked.

Mo Xiaobao shuns down his head. "Small treasure should not sneak out and not tell the mother and father. It shouldn't be too late to return. I forgot to let people come back and tell the mother to worry. Shouldn't sneak out to find Dachu. Little emperor..."

Looking at his son's head with a pitiful look, Ye Zi's heart is soft. Raise your hand, "揉", "揉" his little head: "The big thing in the city of the city, the father and the father, did not stare at you. You know the Queen and the Prince of the South, and you know it. Jing Yu and Mo Jingli are also unclear, and you have to send it to your door. What if you want to do it in the event that Mo Jingli has broken a fish net?

"Mother, the child is wrong." Feeling the fear of the mother, Mo Xiaobao is even more embarrassed. He felt that Mo Shuiyun was very stupid and tired, and wanted to find him to listen to some news. I only think that under the broad daylight, even if Mo Jingyu and Mo Jingli colluded, they would not dare to treat him. But forgot the dog jumped to the wall, in case Mo Jing Li Lizhi lost all want to follow the Wangfu fight for your life and death, he ran into the big Chu Yu Museum, he is the best bargaining chip.

Ye Li raised his hand and knocked on his little head, faintly said: "Since you know it is wrong... Forbidden for three months. Write 30 calligraphy every day and take it to you for inspection."

"Mothers..." Mo Xiaobao really wants to cry, and the ban is the most annoying thing in all the punishments. Can't leave his own yard, and no one will go to him to play. Only teachers take turns to come to class every day. Not to mention there are still thirty calligraphy characters. Unlike copying books, the requirements for practicing calligraphy are much stricter. The excellent calligraphy of the big cockroaches is extremely strict with this requirement. When Mo Xiaobao just started to practice the words, sometimes there are no words in the ten words that can satisfy Xu Qingchen. In other words, the 30 stories that the mother said, he may end up writing forty-five or even hundred.

Ye Liu looked at him faintly, smiling. Mo Xiaobao suddenly knew that there was no hope for her mother, but she had to look at the ink repairs not far away. "Father Wang..."

Ink repaired and sat up, and looked at his face, looking at his own ink, and raised his eyebrows. He smiled lightly: "Ali, this is not suitable for Xiaobao." Ye Liuxiu slightly raised, some unexpected look Ink repair. If you see her in the weekdays, the ink repairs will only be too light, and it will be very good if you don’t add fuel to the fire. Will plead for Mo Xiaobao, but it is still the first time.

"Where is it inappropriate?" Ye Liu asked.

Ink repaired and whispered: "After two days, it is the birthday party of Lin Er and Xin Er. When Xiao Bao is a brother, he is forbidden. Isn't it... let outsiders see jokes?"

Ye Lifu eyebrows, such a large banquet, Mo Xiaobao, this small palace of the king's palace does not participate can not say. But this is not a big deal, and it will be released soon.

Ink repaired and walked to Ye Liang to sit down and smiled. "I know that you are worried about the safety of Xiaobao, so I want to ban him. However, Xiaobao is no longer a child, this time should be an accident. Xiaobao ,is not it?"

Seeing his father telling his own feelings, Mo Xiaobao was overjoyed and nodded again and again: "Yes, mother-in-law. The baby didn't come back late, and the baby heard something very important in the museum."

"Talk about it." Ye Liang nodded.

Mo Xiaobao quickly said what he heard in the shack, and talked with Mo Syunyun, and then said: "So, the child is afraid that if he is discovered by the big guards, he is not a snake. So...so I waited for the darkness to go out with Qin Lie. My mother, the baby really knows it wrong."

The face of the glaze is slightly changed. "In the hall of the enamel, "I don't want people to come out and tell me what?" What happened in the event..." Mo Xiu raised his hand and held some cool hands of Ye Liu, watching Xiao Xiao Baodao: "So, have you negotiated with Moshangyun?"

Mo Xiaobao said a bit: "I don't believe in me with the cloud. I have to go there on behalf of my father."

Ink Moss pondered for a moment and nodded. "Go back and let Han Mingyue go." After that, patted the small head of Mo Xiaobao: "You are doing very well, the father is very pleased. But... still a little Obviously awkward. Ali, his punishment will be moved for half a month."

"Father Wang!?" Wen Yan, Mo Xiaobao mourned. Isn’t the father pleading for him? Why... Why still have to punish?

Inklessly smiled and looked at his son with a smile. He asked softly: "How? Is it dissatisfied? Then, depending on your mother's pro, how about starting to ban from tomorrow?" Mo Xiaobao suddenly fell asleep, downcast Shaking his head: "No, thank you Father."

Inklessly nodded with satisfaction: "This is the good son of the father, hey, go back and take a rest."

mean! In the place where Ye Xiaobao could not see, the eye was repaired by the eyes.

Ink repaired back with a smile: Is it your own mistake to be caught by your mother, what is the king?

You clearly told me what to do with the cloud!

The king did not say that you can go home in the middle of the night.

Once again lost in the hands of his father, Mo Xiaobao silently grinds his teeth, while retiring gracefully, "Mother, father, baby retired." Yeli nodded and sighed, "揉" "揉" son's hair Road: "Go back to rest early."

Looking at Mo Xiaobao going out, Ye Liu’s sigh of a little sighed. Mo Xiaobao is too smart and has learned a lot. She is not willing to bind him like this. However, he is really too small, and the "sexual" Gee always inevitably has the urge to have a few children and the "sex" slogan, which makes people have to worry.

Ink repaired her, softly comforted: "Don't worry, Xiaobao will grow up slowly. When the king is so big with him, it is not as good as him." This is the ink repair. The father’s highest praise to his son, but unfortunately, Mo Xiaobao will never know.

Yeli leaned in his arms and nodded lightly.

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