Chapter 203: The Northern Area
The two babies came jumping over.
Even if they are not called, they will have to come after breakfast. As for the Mo family, they will just sleep there. Unless Feng Aoqing is not at home, they can stay at the Mo family for a while.
Third grandmother didn't let them eat fried dough sticks, saying that they should eat less fried food, especially when the weather was cold. If they stayed by the fire, their bodies would become hot, which would be terrible.
The two of them took a bite of tofu pudding and a bite of fried dough sticks, and they were very satisfied.
"We'll eat this tomorrow, Mom!" Yuebao likes fried dough sticks the most, and his little hands and mouth are all greasy.
"No, your third grandmother will definitely blame your mother." Yan Xiuxiu said with a smile.
"Then we'll eat it the day after tomorrow!" Xingbao said after thinking for a while.
"They may not fry it the day after tomorrow! I'll ask someone to buy tofu pudding the day after tomorrow, okay?" Yan Xiuxiu lied to him.
"That's fine too."
After the two of them had finished their breakfast, Feng Aoqing led them to the courtyard where she lived and into the east wing.
"Uncle Han!" the two children shouted at the same time.
Just as he was about to rush forward, An Lei stopped him on the left and right.
"Young Master and Miss, please don't rush forward! Your Uncle Han is injured."
"It's okay, come here. It's been a long time since I saw Yuebao and Xingbao." Han Lang had just drunk some porridge and felt much better.
The two of them giggled and moved closer to the bed.
"Uncle Han, why are you so careless? How did you get hurt?" Yuebao felt very distressed when he saw this.
"Uncle Han, I'll go grind my snake bones into powder and give it to you as a supplement." Xingbao said.
"Do you really need to grind it? Uncle Han is in so much pain! I have something ready here." Yuebao took out a small cloth bag from her pocket, poured a pill on her hand, and stuffed it directly into Han Lang's mouth.
"Yuebao! This is not the right medicine for you! Just give it to me." Han Lang swallowed it.
"Right. Medicine for wounds!"
"Wow, so amazing! He even knows how to make medicine for injuries."
"Yeah! My dog at home gets hurt all the time, so I've been researching a lot!"
"Well......"
An Lei held back his laughter, sometimes he looked like a pig, sometimes like a dog, but definitely not a human.
"Okay, let your Uncle Han have a rest! Don't disturb him if there is nothing to do. It was your Uncle Han who said he missed you, so he asked you to come and see him." Feng Aoqing touched the two of them on the head.
"And you! Don't go dig up all the holes in the garden under the pretext of finding snakes to nourish Uncle Han." Feng Aoqing knew Xingbao too well.
"Oh, yes." Xingbao answered reluctantly.
Yan Xiuxiu took them out to play, and Feng Aoqing sat down beside the bed.
"The wooden horse, rocking chair and other wooden toys in the yard were all given by Shi Tou, right?" Feng Aoqing asked.
"Well, I happened to be there when they came, so I made some." Han Lang nodded.
Mo Beiyuan, apart from meeting and chatting with them every day, never thought about the children needing toys.
He has a strict father and started practicing martial arts as soon as he could walk. His toys were real guns and swords, so he never thought that Xingbao and Yuebao needed toys.
For some reason, Xingbao and Yuebao also liked Han Lang very much and would often ask him where he was, what he was doing, and when they could see him again.
"What you are doing is equivalent to going against them. Aren't you afraid? The children are still here." Han Lang asked.
"I'm not saying that you're indecisive. It's such a small place, and you haven't taken it down in a year. You're still being hunted down and almost died. You're useless!" Feng Aoqing lectured.
"No! Blame me! Who is it that gives me problems every day? I'm so busy running around like a monkey! How can I have the time to fight for the throne? It takes time! You see, I'm not a god in the sky who can blow away the other party with a breath of air!"
"Hey, you blame me. It's just that you didn't want to. Even if you didn't want to, they would still cause trouble for you, and you can't avoid it." Feng Aoqing pressed him on the bed, signaling him not to move.
Han Lang sighed: "I really don't want to. I just want to take you to travel around Kyushu and find a place you like to live in."
The royal court of Tianyao had been searching for Prince Yu for ten years, but they didn't know that he had changed his appearance and stayed in Zhaojing for ten years. When they found him again, no one was happy except the king and the queen.
How could I not be happy when my child was lost and found again, even though the process of finding him as a relative was filled with many difficulties.
He said that he did not remember what happened when he was ten years old, and when he woke up, he was already in Princess Zhaojing's carriage.
King Tianyao was very pleased to see that he grew up in an imperial family, did not suffer any hardship, and was not even implicated in the eldest princess's fight for the throne. He really gave him the stars and the moon when he asked for them.
However, most of these stars and moons arrived at Hantian Valley and became wind.
Facing his brothers, King Yu also made a promise, saying that he would never compete with them and only wanted to travel around Kyushu (mainly to help Feng Aoqing find some strange and expensive things).
So, everything was peaceful for a while until Prince Tianyao, his elder brother, put the seizure of Nanqi and Hantian Valley on the agenda.
This time, Han Lang could no longer sit idly by.
With his eloquent tongue, he presented facts and reasoned with his father, telling them that no matter what, Zhao Jing's place could not be moved, otherwise, it would only give Zhao Jing an excuse to seize Tian Yao.
Because he knew Mo Beiyuan too well, he told his father that although Zhaojing had changed hands several times in a short period of time, it was definitely not as weak as they thought, and had hardly changed much from before the war.
Finally, he obtained his father's approval and decided to only seize Nanqi and not touch Hantian Valley.
At this time, he also received news that Mo Beiyuan came to Hantian Valley in person.
He had no idea whether Mo Beiyuan was targeting Hantian Valley or Feng Aoqing, but just in case, Han Lang also came to Hantian Valley.
Unexpectedly, Mo Beiyuan was not interested in Hantian Valley or Feng Aoqing, but somewhere further north.
Han Lang was temporarily relieved when he saw that Feng Aoqing had divorced Mo Beiyuan. His safety was guaranteed, so he planned to return to Tianyao immediately and persuade his father not to worry about Nanqi for the time being.
But he didn't know that because of this incident, Prince Tianyao was also upset and chased him to Hantian Valley and tried to kill him.
"You mean, he wants to take over Dongyan, Nanqi, and Gaoyuan, but in fact he is after the area further north." Feng Aoqing thought it was simple.
Han Lang nodded.
"So you plan not to compete with him in the south, but to expand to your north first." Feng Aoqing smiled mischievously.
"Tsk, how can you be so smart?" Han Lang couldn't help but praise. "If I don't expand my territory and let him see the strength of our Tianyao, then Tianyao will be the next one."
"You just can't win, so you settle for the next best thing."
"Feng Aoqing!"
"It's okay, no one knows except me."
Feng Aoqing fell down laughing beside his bed.
"But now, I don't plan to care." Han Lang touched her uncombed hair.
"But, do you want to take me on the run for the rest of my life?" Feng Aoqing raised her face and asked.
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