The most important woman is Mohan

Chapter 57
It was a rare day with cool weather and a gentle breeze.Mo Han was excited, so he asked Lin Shuang and Mu Xi to go out for an outing, and the three of them made an appointment to meet at the gate of Zhuangyuan Building.

The grass on the bank of the river has grown tall and green. From a distance, it is green, like a green ocean.When the wind blows, it is like waves rising and falling, all green waves layer upon layer!
Just watching silently, that kind of refreshing feeling will surround you, making people feel refreshed, peaceful and happy involuntarily!
"Carve jade to press the curtain forehead, lightly open the empty door of the cage. The well draws lead and water, and the fan weaves the pattern of mandarin ducks. Returning to the Xuewu Liangdian, the dew washes the empty green. The sleeves are wandering, and the fragrant sweat is stained with precious millet. The capital city in May. It's really beautiful!" Mo Han couldn't help but sigh with emotion all the way from the palace to the edge of Bibo Lake!
"Your Highness is so literary!" Lin Shuang liked poetry and books since she was a child, and she was also gentle and elegant. Hearing Mo Han recite poems, he couldn't help but praise him.

"To get a compliment from my cousin, Mo Han is so flattered! Haha..." Mo Han couldn't help but want to tease this nerd who doesn't like to talk and laugh.

"The pomegranate blossoms are bright in May, and you can see the seeds between the branches. It's a pity that there are no cars and horses here, and the moss is upside down." Zijin sighed softly standing next to a pomegranate tree. He was in the yard of his home in the south. There is also a pomegranate tree planted in the garden. Every year when the pomegranates are ripe, he will take his younger brother to beat the pomegranates with bamboo poles. His father and mother will smile and look at them, but now, things have changed.

"Does Zijin like this pomegranate tree? If you like it, I'll plant two in the yard later!" Mo Han listened to Zijin's poem, and couldn't help but want to praise himself for picking up such a good little man.

Zijin shook his head lightly. He knows the book and is polite, and he has never been proud of being favored.Even though Mo Han favored him a bit, he never relied on his master's favor to bully the servants below. He always looked approachable, with a faint smile on his face.

"Master, my subordinates like that apricot tree, so I'll plant two in the yard!" Nuan Feng approached Mo Han with a smile and said.

"If you like it, dig it out and move it back!" Mo Han said, rolling his eyes.

"Eccentric!" Nuan Feng said angrily, pursing his lips.

Everyone couldn't help laughing out loud, but it made Zijin blush.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry, and people's mood seems to be brightened.

Mo Han and the others found a shady place, spread blankets on the floor, put out pastries and snacks, and sat down to talk about life, chatting all over the world.

There are one or two confidantes in life, looking for a place with green mountains, green water, blue sky and white clouds, avoiding the prosperity of the world, it is a special enjoyment.

"Mu Xi, why didn't you bring Xiaoci along with you?" Mo Han couldn't help asking when thinking of that gentle child.

"He is about to grow old now, and Daddy won't let him go out with me!" Mu Xi sighed and said, he also felt that Mu Ci was so pitiful, being locked up in the mansion all day, bored to death!
"There are many rules in this man's family, but it's pitiful. But Xiao Ci is indeed at the age where he wants to meet people..." Mo Han thought that the boys here would get married when they reached the age of Ji, so he He sighed a lot, whoever marries Mu Ci will truly be blessed for eight lifetimes, what a wonderful child!

Mu Xi nodded, but Zijin next to him kept staring at the back of Mo Han's head, pursing his lips tightly, wondering what he was thinking.

　Mo Han: Xiaoci is really gentle.

　　Zijin: Where is the gentleness?
　　Mo Han: Everywhere is gentle!

　　Zijin: Did you see where I put the washboard?

　　Mo Han: No amount of gentleness can compare to my Zijin!What a da~(^з^)-

　　Zijin: hum(')
　　
　
(End of this chapter)