419. Kidnapping the Little Emperor

The Da Chu Posthouse arranged by the Ding Wang Mansion is just two streets away from the Ding Wang Mansion. For example, Xiling, Beirong, Nanzhao, etc. all had their own embassies in Licheng. But Da Chu never had one. Firstly, the relationship between Da Chu and Ding Wang Mansion was awkward, and secondly, neither Mo Jingli nor Mo Jingqi was willing to admit that Ding Wang Mansion was a separate force. So every time Da Chu sent an envoy, it was arranged by Ding Wang Mansion. But this time, Mo Jingyu took the initiative to tell Mo Xiuyao that Da Chu intended to establish an embassy in Licheng, and the meaning of showing weakness was obvious.

In the inn, Mo Suiyun got rid of Mo Jingyu and a group of attendants and walked into his room. His face, which had been a little timid and immature, suddenly became gloomy. He walked to a table and sat down, lost in thought.

Before ascending the throne, Mo Suiyun never thought that he would become the king of a country one day. Like his deceased brother Mo Suyun, his mother was just an inconspicuous palace maid. He was even more obviously ignored than Mo Suyun, and even his name was given by his mother. Or maybe, he was luckier than Mo Suyun, because he was not chosen by Mo Jingqi to inherit the throne at that time. In these years, he could see clearly what kind of life Mo Suyun, as the emperor, had lived in the palace. Originally, he thought that he would be an inconspicuous prince in obscurity, and move out of the palace after adulthood to live an ordinary life. Unexpectedly, one day Mo Jingli, who was on a military expedition, was suddenly deposed. Then the Empress Dowager and all the royal relatives, civil and military officials found that he was the most suitable candidate, and then he became the emperor of Da Chu.

He was relieved that Mo Jingli was deposed. Although he had only seen Mo Jingli a few times, every time he saw this uncle, he felt creepy. He felt very clearly that Mo Jingli wanted to kill him. No, it should be said that Mo Jingli wanted to kill all the princes left by the previous emperor. But he did not want to die.

It was not until he sat on the throne that he realized the true suffering of his younger brother, the emperor. In the eyes of the Empress Dowager and the powerful Wang Gong, he, the little emperor, was just a chess piece in their game. Mo Suiyun knew that he didn't want to be like that. He didn't want to be bound by these people for the rest of his life. He had heard a lot about Prince Ding's deeds, and he wanted to be like him.

Therefore, his respect towards Prince Ding was not fake. He really respected and admired this powerful prince, so when he saluted him, he couldn't help but look up at Prince Ding. However, when he met the deep and indifferent eyes of the handsome man in white clothes and white hair, he couldn't help but panic. That indifferent look seemed to have not seen him at all, and it seemed to have seen through the most secret thoughts in his heart at a glance. He quickly pretended to be afraid and lowered his head, but he knew that he must have aroused Prince Ding's suspicion...

Mo Suiyun bit his lips and frowned. Although he was scheming and courageous, he was still only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. Moreover, no one had taught him seriously over the years, so he couldn't help but panic when he encountered such an unexpected situation. If... If Prince Ding wanted to kill him...

"Your Majesty, there is a young man outside who wants to see you." The guard reported in a low voice outside the door.

Mo Suiyun was feeling annoyed, and frowned unhappily, "What young master? No!"

"But..." The guard hesitated, and Mo Suiyun said impatiently: "If you have anything to say, go find Uncle Yu, don't bother me!" Soon there was no sound outside the door. Mo Suiyun sneered in his heart. These people didn't take him, the emperor, seriously at all. It was just a routine report. Although it was a bit strange why someone in Licheng would look for him, but now Mo Suiyun was in no mood to think about it.

"Dou dou dou..." Mo Suiyun was just talking when there was a light knock on the window. Mo Suiyun frowned and just as he stood up, he saw the window was opened from the outside and a handsome boy poked his head in from the window.

Mo Suiyun frowned slightly, stared at the boy for a long while before asking, "Were you looking for me just now?"

The boy pursed his lips, climbed up from the window nimbly, landed lightly on the ground, nodded and said, "Yes, why don't you see me?" Mo Suiyun couldn't help rolling his eyes. Do I know you?

After taking another look, he realized that the boy was extremely handsome and seemed younger than himself. He was wearing very unusual clothes, but he couldn't hide his innate noble aura. Mo Suiyun thought about it silently in his mind before asking, "Are you...Mo Yuchen?"

Mo Xiaobao rolled his eyes, grinned and approached Mo Suiyun, sized him up and said with a smile: "You are really smart. How did you guess the identity of this prince?" Mo Suiyun resisted the urge to roll his eyes. In the whole Li City, apart from the young prince of Prince Ding's Mansion, how many others dared to break into the inn where the Emperor of Great Chu was staying?

"Young Master, what brings you here? " Mo Suiyun put on the attitude of an emperor and asked seriously.

Mo Xiaobao blinked his eyes, looked at Mo Suiyun strangely and said, "What? Look at me like this...what can I do?" He is only ten years old, okay? Even if he wants to do something, he has to wait until he has the power. Now he is just a poor child who was asked by his hated father to meet the future enemy.

Mo Suiyun silently watched Mo Xiaobao, who sat down, picked up the fruit on the table, wiped it and started to eat it. He felt a dull pain in his forehead. His intuition from living in the palace for a long time told him that this boy with a pure smile in front of him was very troublesome.

Mo Xiaobao looked at Mo Suiyun who was standing aside in silence, and waved his hand, saying, "Come and sit down."

Mo Suiyun walked over to sit across from Mo Xiaobao, watching him eat happily. He secretly wondered if the king never allowed the prince to eat a full meal, "What do you want from me?"

Mo Xiaobao smiled at him and said, "I'm here to play with you. My father said that I'm the host and I have to treat my guests well. I'm afraid you'll be lonely, so I came here to play with you."

"Play?" Mo Suiyun was a little confused.

It's not that Mo Suiyun, as a guest, didn't know what was good for him, but he really couldn't understand when he and the young master of Prince Ding's Mansion became close enough to go out and play together.

Mo Xiaobao held his chin up and looked at him with some pride, "What do you think? Are you going or not?"

Facing Mo Xiaobao's provocative gaze, Mo Suiyun suddenly gritted his teeth, nodded heavily and said, "Let's go!" I am an emperor after all, so why should I be afraid of you, a prince? So, little emperor, you are sure that Mo Xiaobao dare not kill you, so you go out to play with him?

Mo Suiyun stood up and was about to open the door to go out. Mo Xiaobao quickly grabbed him and said, "What are you doing?" Mo Suiyun looked at him strangely and said, "Aren't you going out to play?" Mo Xiaobao rolled his eyes and pointed to the half-open window and said, "I came in from there. How are you going to tell others how this prince appeared in the posthouse of Da Chu? If my father finds out, I will be in big trouble."

"So what do you want?"

Mo Xiaobao pointed to the window with an innocent smile and said, "Let's climb over the wall and get out."

"Climb over the wall?!" Mo Suiyun almost exclaimed in surprise.

Mo Xiaobao had already jumped onto the window by himself, and with one hand he climbed onto the window to look outside before turning back and saying, "Are you scared?" Mo Suiyun took a deep breath and said, "Who's scared? Let's go!"

"That's better." Mo Xiaobao nodded and jumped down from the window lightly. Mo Suiyun was startled and quickly climbed up to see that Mo Xiaobao was leaning against the corner of the wall and waving at him with an impatient look on his face. Mo Suiyun didn't know martial arts, so he climbed down from the window in a wolfish manner. Following Mo Xiaobao and hiding in the post house, they actually managed to get out of the back door of the post house without being discovered. Obviously, this was definitely not the first time that Mo Xiaobao did this.

Outside the back door of the inn, as soon as the two of them walked out, several figures surrounded them and pulled them to run. When they stopped at a safe place, Mo Suiyun had time to look at the people in front of him. He then realized that they were all children younger than himself. Looking at Mo Xiaobao, who was half a head shorter than him, he felt like an adult and had a sense of mission.

"Brother Xiaobao, is this the little emperor from Da Chu?" Leng Junhan, who was wearing a white brocade robe, was still young, but he already had some of his father's demeanor. He was fanning himself slowly with a small folding fan in his hand, and those who didn't know him would think he was a dandy boy from some family.

Beside him, Xu Zhirui, who also inherited his father's sullen expression, looked at Mo Suiyun, frowned and said, "If you don't change your clothes, you will be discovered." Mo Suiyun felt that he was sweating coldly because of the staring of these two little bastards who were not even as tall as his chin.

Beside him, Mu Lie, who had changed his name to Qin Lie, threw a bundle over and said, "I knew you would forget your clothes."

Mo Xiaobao raised his eyebrows in disdain and said, "I didn't change my clothes, but I still walked out. What strict guards... can't withstand a single blow." What his father said was right, it was all about the heartbeat. It would be so much fun to kidnap the little emperor of Da Chu from the inn. It was too unchallenging to sneak out disguised as a servant.

Leng Junhan looked at Mo Suiyun with a smile, drooling, "Little emperor, this is the first time I see a real emperor. A living one..." Mo Suiyun was sweating coldly. In the past, he only felt that the Chu Palace was full of dangers, but now he suddenly felt that he would rather go back to face the Empress Dowager and those ministers than face these kids who obviously had problems with their brains. Does this white and tender little bun in front of him think he is a roast duck? That drooling look... Mo Suiyun decided to stay away from this white and tender little fool.

If Leng Junhan knew what Mo Suiyun was thinking, he would definitely cry out in injustice. He just had never seen the emperor. Who made him the most powerful person he had ever seen in his life? Although this prince was an unparalleled figure that many emperors were afraid of, he was not the emperor. It was not easy to see a living little emperor, so the extremely curious Leng Junhan of course had to study him carefully.

Qin Lie glanced at the somewhat uneasy little emperor with a half-smile. He seemed to be a little better than Mo Suyun, but he didn't see anything else. He was just kidnapped by the young master. Didn't he consider how many people would be scared if the little emperor of Da Chu suddenly disappeared from the inn?

However, Qin Lie didn't care about this. It was the young master's business how he liked to play. He only needed to be responsible for protecting their safety.

At Mo Xiaobao's urging, Mo Suiyun changed into the usual clothes that Qin Lie had prepared. In this way, these children looked like a group of ordinary children from wealthy families. Licheng is now home to many wealthy and powerful families, so there are naturally many children from wealthy families playing on the streets, so even if they walk on the streets, no one cares.

Mo Suiyun was born in the palace. He only went out twice in his life. One time he went south with the Great Chu court, and the other time he went north to Licheng. Naturally, everything he saw was new and interesting. Mo Xiaobao and his group, not to mention the well-informed Qin Lie, even Leng Junhan and Xu Zhirui grew up running around everywhere, so it was commonplace. It was better to say that a few children took the ignorant country bumpkin emperor Mo Suiyun to stroll around the streets than to say they were going out to play. When Mo Suiyun just felt a little hungry, Mo Xiaobao generously took him to the best restaurant in Licheng for dinner.

The waiter of the restaurant was obviously very familiar with Mo Xiaobao and his group. As soon as he saw them coming in, he came up to them and led them to the quietest room on the second floor. Mo Suiyun sat in the room, trying his best to suppress his curiosity and uneasiness, and asked, "Prince, do you come here often?"

Mo Xiaobao smiled and said, "Not very often. I come here once in a while, but the food here is delicious. Don't be polite, this restaurant belongs to Qin Lie and his family, they won't charge us."

Qin Lie rolled his eyes silently. Even if you are eating for free, don't say it so openly, okay? Young Master, do you still remember that the little emperor in front of you is your enemy?

Mo Suiyun looked at them with some envy and said, "It's great to be like you."

Leng Junhan blinked his eyes, tilted his head and looked at him, saying: "If you like, you can stay and play with us. We won't bully you." Among this group of people, Leng Junhan had the best impression of Mo Suiyun. Although this good impression was based on the fact that he was the first emperor he had ever seen.

Mo Suiyun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I can't stay."

Leng Junhan nodded in understanding and said, "I know, you are the emperor of Da Chu. Is it fun to be an emperor?" Mo Suiyun shook his head bitterly and said, "It's not fun, not fun at all."

"Not fun?" Leng Junhan touched his forehead and asked, "Brother Xiaobao, do you still want to be the emperor? The little emperor said being the emperor is not fun." Mo Xiaobao snorted disdainfully and said, "This prince will be the Prince of Ding in the future. What's so great about being an emperor? This prince will be the Prince of Ding, do you understand?"

"The emperor is greater than Prince Ding." Xu Zhirui calmly introduced basic knowledge to his cousin.

Mo Xiaobao glanced at him and asked, "Which emperor dares to say he is greater than my father?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally shrugged. Indeed, at least for now, there is probably no emperor in the world who dares to challenge Prince Ding. Xu Zhirui insisted: "Even so, the emperor is still more powerful."

Mo Xiaobao frowned and thought for a while, "Okay, then I'll be the king first!" If he doesn't step on his father, how can he stand up, let alone become the emperor? Mo Xiaobao calculated in his mind with full confidence.

While eating the delicious food on the table, Mo Suiyun asked, "What if you are not the king?"

Mo Xiaobao looked at him strangely and asked, "Why can't I be the king?"

"Doesn't the Dingwang Mansion have a young prince?" Mo Suiyun said casually: "Just like the throne is not necessarily passed to the crown prince, the Dingwang throne is not necessarily passed to the eldest son."

"Hmm..." Mo Xiaobao thought about it and nodded, "You are right. Thank you for your reminder. I will try my best to encourage Lin'er to be a good brother." Mo Suiyun smiled faintly and said, "You are welcome. I just mentioned it casually. You don't have to take it to heart."

"By the way, Mo Suiyun. I heard that the Empress Dowager of the Great Chu is very fierce. Is your grandmother good to you?" Mo Xiaobao asked with concern. Mo Suiyun paused holding the chopsticks and smiled, "Grandma is very good to me."

"You are so lucky. My father is so cruel to me. You are the emperor... everyone has to listen to you. I am a little prince... my father bullies me all the time." Mo Xiaobao sighed enviously.

Mo Suiyun's smile was a little bitter. How could he, the emperor, be so happy? Sometimes he couldn't even give orders to his servants, not to mention that others would listen to him. Looking at Mo Xiaobao, who was innocently asking him questions, and Leng Junhan, Xu Zhirui and Qin Lie, who were eating happily, Mo Suiyun suddenly felt a little jealous. Why could they live such a carefree and happy life, while he had to live cautiously in the Chu Palace?

"I will definitely be more powerful than my father in the future!" Mo Xiaobao slammed the table and shouted.

Leng Junhan and others who were eating nearby looked at him silently, and ignored him and continued to eat. Mo Xiaobao immediately refused to give in, and shouted: "I will definitely be more powerful than my father!"

Mo Suiyun looked at his angry expression and said with a smile, "I believe you, you will definitely do it."

After hearing his words, Mo Xiaobao was immediately delighted. He patted his shoulder and said, "That's right. I knew we were in the same party. You will definitely be more powerful than your father in the future! Let's work hard together!"

Mo Suiyun's lips twitched, and he was a little unsure whether Mo Xiaobao's words were a blessing or a curse. Although he had no impression of his father, he still knew that he was a great failure as an emperor. But seeing Mo Xiaobao's sincere face grabbing a crystal elbow and chewing it hard, he decided to take it as a blessing.

By the time Mo Jingyu finally came over after causing chaos in the entire Licheng, the children had already eaten their fill. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that a lot of delicious food on the table had been wasted, with only leftovers scattered all over the table. Leng Junhan was lying on the couch on the side rubbing his stomach after eating, while the others were gathered together and talking excitedly. Of course, most of the talk was done by Mo Xiaobao, with the cold-faced Xu Zhirui occasionally adding a few words, and the remaining two were just listeners.

"Your Majesty!" Mo Jingyu called out in a deep voice.

Mo Suiyun was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that Mo Jingyu didn't know that he had escaped from the inn. He hurriedly tried to stand up, but Mo Xiaobao beside him whispered, "Don't be afraid of him, you are the emperor, don't be afraid of him."

Mo Suiyun gave him a grateful look before he stood up and asked, "Uncle Wang, what's the matter?"

Mo Jingyu raised his eyebrows, but before he could say anything, Feng Zhiyao came out from behind him with a smile and said, "Prince Yu, look, didn't I tell you that there is no way that the Emperor would get into trouble in Licheng?"

Mo Jingyu suppressed his anger, nodded to Feng Zhiyao, and then asked, "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Mo Suiyun whispered, "I...I'm out playing with the young master."

Mo Jingyu took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty, if you want to go out to play in the future, it is better to bring people with you so that the people below don't worry." Mo Suiyun nodded and said, "Uncle Wang, I know I was wrong." Seeing that he really knew he was wrong, Mo Jingyu nodded and the matter was over. Mo Suiyun has always been obedient. Today, he suddenly disappeared from the posthouse and really scared the people of Da Chu. Fortunately, the Dingwang Mansion soon sent news that Mo Suiyun and Mo Xiaobao were having dinner here.

Mo Jingyu looked inside and saw the children lying on the couch, looking at him innocently. Mo Jingyu couldn't believe that these children, who were several years younger than Mo Suiyun, could trick Mo Suiyun, the always cautious little emperor, into sneaking out of the inn to play.

Mo Xiaobao felt that he should say something, so he blinked and said to Mo Jingyu, "Prince Yu, don't be angry with Brother Suiyun. It's all my fault. I wanted to go to the inn to visit Brother Suiyun, but... he refused to see me. I got angry and sneaked into his room. Brother Suiyun couldn't resist my request and came out to play with us."

Mo Jingyu smiled faintly and said, "Your Highness, you are too polite. You can just come to the post house to visit the emperor in the future. However, now everyone in the post house is looking for the emperor, so we should go back."

Mo Suiyun stood up obediently and followed Mo Jingyu. Mo Xiaobao reluctantly sent him to the door and promised to go play with him again tomorrow.

Feng Zhiyao leaned against the door, looked at the four little ghosts with a smile, and asked, "How is it? Is the little emperor of Great Chu fun?"

Leng Junhan shook his head and said, "It's not fun, it's silly."

Xu Zhirui tilted his head and thought for a while, "It's not fun, it's fake."

Qin Lie rolled his eyes, "Even more annoying than Mo Suyun." Mo Suyun is timid and cowardly, but not that timid, but he is too cunning.

Mo Xiaobao smiled and stroked his chin, saying, "It's funny, silly, but cunning, he even wants to play a game of separation. My little brother is not even one year old yet."