Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 288 Small dumplings with black sesame filling
Mo Jingyao pinched his aching legs and sore waist, and the emotions in his eyes became more and more complicated.

With his peripheral vision, he glanced secretly at Mu Xici, and then at his hapless son, subconsciously frowning.

He always felt that the half-grown girl in front of him was like a small glutinous rice ball stuffed with black sesame seeds. It looked soft and glutinous, white and clean, and it might be full of bad water if you cut it open.

Look at the frightening force of her attack just now, before he could react, the silver needle had already pierced his head—this courage, confidence, and strength really deserved to be Xiao Jing's daughter.

The old emperor smacked his lips quietly, thinking back to the time when he first met Mu Wenjing, it seemed to be the same, and he was caught off guard by that bear and threw him on the ground.

However, the small glutinous rice balls stuffed with black sesame seeds are better than his family's unlucky stuff that is pure black sesame balls wrapped in cooked powder and served on the table, at least they won't fall all the way down.

But then again, these two dark-hearted little things are really a good match.

If it wasn't for the fact that the little girl was too young, she would still be far away from the first love affair, so he insisted on grinding Xiaojing and giving these two cubs a chance to get along and get along.

Mo Jingyao was rubbing his old arms and legs while thinking wildly.

Seeing that he had almost rested on the ground, Mo Junli immediately gave Mu Xici a look, and the latter understood, and immediately followed him, "supporting" Emperor Yunjing up from left to right.

It was said to be a support, but in fact it was more like a carry. The little girl was not tall and didn't need much strength, so Mo Junli resolutely picked up his father.

"Old man, don't sit down. If you sit here again, it's time for the Baifang Garden to give a speech." The young man bared his teeth with a playful smile, and brushed off the old dust on his clothes, "We still have Nothing to do."

"Looking at your unhurried appearance before, I thought you had completely forgotten about business." Emperor Yunjing hummed with a face, picking out a far-fetched thorn.

"How can that be? I don't dare to delay such a serious matter." Mo Junli raised his eyebrows, and looked up at his father in a playful manner, "It's you who stuck yourself in a stone cave and spent a lot of money. It took us a lot of work.”

"It was an accident, and it wasn't intentional." Mo Jingyao refused to admit his mistake, "Besides, if I hadn't made such a mess, Qing Yun and Yin girl would suddenly see me, and they would have to be restrained to death .”

"I call it an active atmosphere, do you understand? Active atmosphere!" The old emperor spoke confidently, and even turned his head to ask Mu Xici, "Little Ah Ci, do you think Uncle is right?"

uncle.

Master Mu's face couldn't help froze for a moment, she subconsciously raised her hand to touch the tip of her nose, her eyes wandered, and she answered the wrong question: "Your Majesty, I think it's better for us to get out as soon as possible."

"There are less than two moments left and it will be upright."

——Where is the time to gossip about this.

The little girl cursed inwardly, she couldn't help wondering what kind of things she had assisted in her previous life.

The red-faced, coquettish middle-aged man in front of her, who owes a beating to the old man Mo Junli, is really the sick, old but majestic emperor she caught a glimpse of in the Golden Luan Palace back then?

Could it be that she lived a new life, Emperor Yun Jing was accidentally dropped by someone?
"Damn, girl, it's not good to be so mature at such a young age." Mo Jingyao pursed his lips, and reached out to touch the top of the little girl's hair, with a very loving expression on his face, "Like a little adult, That's exhausting."

"Little girl, you should cry, play, laugh, or make trouble. You don't need to worry about so many things."

"And me and your father, we old guys are still standing in front."

It is true that as Chu Huaiyun said, he is old, and they are all old. The country, the country, and the world will be controlled by the children sooner or later.

But after all, that will be ten or even ten years later. Before that, these old things, they are still very willing to support them.

They used to be the generation that was forced to grow up, but now, he hoped that they would be the last generation that was forced to grow up.

"It's not like a little adult." Mu Xici murmured, obviously she was really an adult, the kind who saw her running around.

The little girl who was suddenly touched on the head couldn't help being in a daze for a moment. The old emperor's palm was warm and dry, which reminded her of her father for no reason.

Counting it carefully, she has been busy tossing and wrestling with old man Mo these days, and is also busy calculating the death calamity. She really hasn't seen her father for a while.

She suddenly missed him a little bit.

Mu Xici lowered his head and gently pinched his sleeves. In fact, the two of them hadn't seen much face to face since they broke up.

After all, even though the heart knot was broken, the time lost for several years can't be made up for anyway.

She has long been used to living alone, and her father doesn't know how to get along with her.

They can't let go of the restraints on their bodies, and they can't grasp the scale well, so they can only move forward bit by bit and tentatively.

——It takes time, and what they lack the most happens to be time.

Mu Wenjing, who holds 15 elite soldiers in her hand, is too busy, and she also has nowhere to go when she is trying to count her fate.

Except for the Chinese New Year meeting, when they could meet at the dining table in Songhe Garden a few times from time to time, and chat a few heart-to-heart homely things, the number of times they met again was not much.

Twelve hours a day, he spends most of his time in the front court and in the military camp. There are only a handful of vacation days, and even on those short vacation days, he has countless official documents. To approve.

She remembered that he said years ago that he would take her to the street to catch a big fair, but this big fair taught him to owe it, and he owes it to this day.

Some invisible disappointment flashed across the eyes of the little girl, and Mo Jingyao at the side noticed that her mood seemed to be not very happy, thinking that he had accidentally struck hard, so he hastily put away his palms, and his eyes became extremely nervous.

"What's the matter, Ah Ci, I hurt your head just now?" The old emperor rubbed his hands together, staring at the little girl's eyes apologetically.

Mu Xici's temperament is completely different from Mo Wanyan's. She is different from his three daughters. The little girl's words and deeds are really mature and stable, which makes people feel astringent.

Pain in the head?
Master Mu, who suddenly heard this, couldn't help but startled again and again, and it took a long time before he gradually came back to his senses.

She looked at the sincere emperor in front of her, and shook her head slightly after a while: "No, Your Majesty, you didn't take pains."

"My daughter just suddenly remembered that my father had promised to take me to the market, but it was delayed due to military affairs, and it has been delayed until now."

"It was because of this." After Mo Jingyao heard this, he nodded solemnly, "Xiao Jing has indeed been a little busy in recent months, but she can't do what she promised her daughter, and it's really shameful."

"How about this, A Yan." Emperor Yun Jing turned his head and glanced at his son, "Waiting for the next big fair, you take A Ci to go shopping, buy what you like, and turn around I'll reimburse you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mo Junli's reply, Gu Zi looked at the little girl beside him with a smile again.

"Xiao Ah Ci, you go shopping with Ah Yan first, and when the camp is free in the middle of the year, I will ask Xiao Jing to take you to the street, okay?"

　Old Mo, you are telling the truth!

　　Speaking of which, A Ci and Lao Dad completely reconciled in the future, and Lao Mo also contributed a lot

　　If he hadn't kept staring at the little girl every day, Father Mu wouldn't be nervous from time to time hahahahahaha
　　However, in the future, there will be days when the little cotton-padded jacket of Lao Mo's daughter and his own little cotton-padded jacket leak air.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)