"Daddy Cangmo..." Rong Chaoxi shouted and threw himself into the arms of the third prince Han Qinmo.
Guo Lai's nose is very sharp. It said that Xiao San is the Emperor, so he must be Cang Mo's father.
I thought he had died and disappeared into the universe, but I never thought we would meet again.
This was simply a blessing from heaven. The little guy was so overjoyed that he kept throwing himself in Han Qinmo's arms and kept shouting "Daddy, Daddy..."
Han Qinmo looked confused and hugged Chaoxi in confusion.
This...how...weren’t we just friends just now?
How come he suddenly...became daddy?
There are also "Emperor" and "Cang Mo"?
Isn't that Lord Cangmo? What does that have to do with me?
"Chaoxi..." Han Qinmo was stunned for a long time before he slowly said, "Daddy, don't call me that. I'm your brother, you should call me brother."
"..." Rong Chaoxi raised his head and looked at Han Qinmo, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then nodded, "Yeah, don't call me daddy, call me brother."
[Okay, Da Ye Zi doesn't allow me to call her mother, and Cang Mo doesn't allow me to call him father. They clearly raised me, right?]
Rong Chaoxi didn't understand, aren't these just his father and mother?
That’s what the book says, and my current parents are the same.
…
After saying hello to Rong Baichuan, Han Qinmo took Chaoxi out.
It was almost evening, and lanterns were hung on the streets, lighting up the night like stars.
The night food stalls on both sides of the road lit fires one after another and started making snacks, with the vendors shouting loudly.
The fragrance filled the air all the way, and Rong Chaoxi stared at it with his eyes wide open and his mouth watering.
"Xiao San, Xiao San, skewers, I want to eat them every day..." She pointed at the grilled lamb skewers that were sizzling and oozing with oil in the firelight.
There are pork skewers, beef skewers, grilled fish, grilled chicken legs... every one of them is her favorite.
Life outside is so good!
There were stars twinkling in Rong Chaoxi's eyes.
It determined that when she grew up, she would go out every day.
I need to save more money now so that I can eat delicious food every day in the future.
Seeing Chaoxi drooling, Han Qinmo's gluttony also started to growl.
Empress Ning Jia often made this kind of grilled skewers. When he occasionally followed the empress to the cold palace, he was lucky enough to catch it and eat it several times.
The taste is so delicious that you will never get tired of it and will never want to leave.
Han Qinmo asked Cheng Xi to buy a few skewers of each, and the group ate while walking around.
There was no one to care about him today, so Rong Chaoxi tried all the things he had wanted to eat but his mother didn't allow him to.
Finally, I sat by the river with my round belly, eating candied haws while digesting the food.
Han Qinmo was concentrating on wiping the sugar water that was flowing from the corner of her mouth.
"Chao Xi, when you go back today, don't tell me that you ate so much out there, or Madam Rong won't let me take you out alone next time."
Han Qinmo warned.
Maybe he knew what kind of person his daughter was.
Before leaving, Qin Nanjing specifically told her not to eat too much meat, otherwise she would have stomachaches at night due to indigestion.
Han Qinmo actually also wanted to follow Qin Nanjing's instructions.
But every time when he hesitated whether to buy or not, Rong Chaoxi would pout and look at him pitifully with her round, watery eyes.
He couldn't bear to refuse.
So, Rong Chaoxi did not miss any snack stall they passed by.
Seeing Rong Chaoxi eating with relish and happiness, Han Qinmo also indulged himself and ate with her.
It was obvious that they both ate the same amount, and Chaoxi even ate much more than him.
Now he can't eat anything at all, but he can still eat candy every day.
I don’t know what the structure of this little guy’s belly is, how can it hold so much.
No wonder she is bigger than other children of the same age.
This amount of food is not comparable to that of ordinary children.
"Yeah..." After hearing Han Qinmo's words, Rong Chaoxi nodded and said in a low voice, "This is... a secret. I won't tell mother."
[I've told my mom that I'm going to have to eat green vegetables for a few days. I don't like green vegetables.]
"Okay, this is a secret between us." Han Qinmo rubbed Rong Chaoxi's head with a doting look on his face.
All the little guy thinks about is eating.
very nice.
I hope she can be as relaxed and comfortable as this throughout her life, without any worries or responsibilities.
"Cang Mo! Come back here. This is my destiny. If you don't go, you will die! Come back..."
Han Qinmo was startled! His pupils trembled slightly.
just……
He seemed to see a beautiful woman in red, with a frightened and angry face, shouting at him heartbreakingly.
Was this passed down to him by Chaoxi, or...
Han Qinmo closed his eyes and shook his head a few times to get rid of the unrealistic fantasies in his mind.
That is the Lord God Cang Mo, the god in charge of everything. How could he have anything to do with me?
It must be because Chaoxi and Guolai called him "Emperor" today that he had such an illusion.
"Xiao San, eat."
At this time, Rong Chaoxi handed him the bamboo stick with the last remaining tangerine.
Han Qinmo took it and asked, "Is it for me?"
"Yeah." Rong Chaoxi blinked his big eyes and nodded, saying, "Good friends, let's eat together."
After saying that, she took a candied hawthorn from the big stick that Cheng Xi was carrying, and then signaled Han Qinmo with her eyes to eat it quickly.
Han Qinmo chuckled and shook his head slightly.
I guess the little guy is tired of eating oranges and wants to change the taste.
He didn't care that there was already a small tooth mark on the sugar coating, and he opened his mouth and took a big bite -
“…” Han Qinmo was stunned when the orange juice spread in his mouth.
Then, his eyebrows, eyes and nose slowly wrinkled into a ball.
So sour!
“Hahahaha…” Rong Chaoxi laughed mercilessly when he saw that his prank had succeeded, “Xiao San has been fooled, fooled…”
The little fellow laughed so hard that he fell backward, his short legs dangling in the air, looking so happy.
"Chaoxi, you..." Han Qinmo didn't know what to say to her.
She actually gave it to him because it was not tasty, and even said something like "good friends sharing it" as a pretext.
Who taught her this?
Cheng Xi saw his master's miserable state, and suppressed his laughter. He took out a hawthorn and handed it to him, "Your Highness, have a bite of hawthorn to enjoy its flavor."
Han Qinmo ate two in a row before he suppressed the sourness in his mouth.
Looking at the little guy who couldn't stop laughing, I sighed helplessly.
"Chaoxi, stop laughing. It's getting late. I'll take you home." Han Qinmo patted the little girl's back gently, really afraid that she would laugh to death.
"Okay, let's go home." The little guy jumped off the stone bench and strode forward.
After taking two steps, she saw a familiar figure coming out of the jewelry shop in front of her.
The little guy's eyes lit up.
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