Mountain and River Festival 264. Mo Xiaobao and Leng Xiaodai

In the inn, the shopkeeper managed to lead Mo Xiuyao and his party into the guest house, but once they walked out of the door, he fell to the ground with his legs weak and couldn't get up. In the past, being able to receive Prince Ding's family would naturally be the greatest honor for his inn, but now... now when he thought of the relationship between Prince Ding and the royal family, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

But looking at the two indifferent guards standing at the gate, the shopkeeper didn't have the courage to tell anyone. He trembled in his heart, but still got up from the ground and went back to the front with a tearful face.

After all, Mo Xiuyao and his party were seen by so many people coming and going when they appeared at the door of the inn. In less than half a day, the news that Prince Ding had returned to the capital and lived in the most luxurious inn in the capital had spread throughout the capital, and naturally also spread to the mansions of the dignitaries and the imperial palace. As for how many people were confused about whether to be happy or sad, and how many people dropped the things in their hands out of fear, it was not something that outsiders could know.

While everyone was panicking and having their own thoughts, in the elegant courtyard behind the inn, Leng Haoyu was complaining to Mo Xiuyao with a bitter face, "Prince, even if you want to return to the capital, you don't have to be so high-profile. Even if you want to be high-profile, you don't have to stay in the inn. It's so inconvenient for us to go in and out."

He is different from Feng San who openly claims to be a member of the Ding Wang Mansion. Even if he is not on good terms with his family, he is still the second son of the Leng family. He is just a businessman who has some friendship with Ding Wang because of Feng San. In addition, Mrs. Leng Er and Princess Ding Wang were close friends before they got married. Even so, it doesn't make sense for them to visit Ding Wang's home just after he returned to Beijing.

So the poor Leng Ergongzi, who was already over 30, had to take his wife and daughter to be a gentleman on the wall and climb over the wall. Ye Li and Murong Ting sat on one side, and couldn't help but smile at each other when they heard Leng Haoyu complain. Although they hadn't seen each other for several years, the affection they had at the beginning had not changed at all. The two sat on one side and chatted quietly while watching the two children playing beside them.

Leng Haoyu and Murong Ting's son is two years younger than Mo Xiaobao, and is named Leng Junhan. The three-year-old boy looks very similar to Leng Haoyu, and he is handsome at a young age. However, compared to Mo Xiaobao, who is a mischievous and eccentric kid, Leng Junhan is more like a well-behaved and sweet kid. Leng Junhan seems to get along very well with Mo Xiaobao. When they first met, he didn't show any shyness and ran around behind Mo Xiaobao, calling him brother and being very well-behaved.

However, this affinity was obviously one-sided. Mo Xiaobao's eyes were on the top of his head, and he was very displeased to see this little bun who was hugged by his mother as soon as he met him. His big eyes were really round and stared hard, but Leng Junhan took his stare as a sign of closeness, "Brother, Junhan, let's play together." Leng Junhan also grew up alone since he was a child, and there were no playmates around him. Therefore, he was naturally very happy to see this very handsome brother.

Mo Xiaobao rolled his eyes. Who wants to play with a silly little fool? Even dumber than his second uncle's son Xu Zhirui. "I won't play with a little brat who knows nothing."

"Mo Xiaobao!" Ye Li gave him a warning look. Mo Xiaobao was most afraid of his mother getting angry, so he could only hold out his hand to Leng Junhan and said proudly, "Okay, I reluctantly agree to play with you."

"Brother Xiaobao is the best. Come play with Junhan." Leng Junhan happily held Mo Xiaobao's hand. The call of Brother Xiaobao immediately made Mo Xiaobao's face darken. He stretched out a hand to pinch Leng Junhan's cheek, "My name is Mo Yuchen. I reluctantly agree that you can call me Brother Yuchen." Leng Junhan was at a loss. A three-year-old child was not yet able to understand whether a name was nice or not. It was obviously Brother Xiaobao, "Brother Xiaobao..."

How could Leng Haoyu on the side bear to see Mo Xiaobao bullying his son? He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Hey, Prince Xiaobao, thank you for taking care of my Junhan." Mo Xiaobao's fair and tender face suddenly turned red. He pointed at Leng Haoyu with a trembling face for a while, stomped his feet, let go of Leng Junhan, and ran away in tears.

Leng Junhan, who was left behind, felt extremely aggrieved, "Brother Xiaobao..."

"Don't call me Xiaobao!" Mo Xiaobao's roar came from far away, but Leng Junhan, who was busy chasing after Brother Xiaobao, didn't hear it, "Brother Xiaobao, wait for me..."

Seeing Leng Junhan running after Mo Xiaobao on his short legs, Murong Ting quickly asked the nurse to follow him and asked worriedly, "Is the young master okay?" Ye Li knew her son's temperament and smiled, "Let him go. He will be fine after a while."

Leng Haoyu waved his folding fan and asked knowingly, "What's wrong with the young master? You shouldn't react so strongly if I call you Little Treasure Young Master, right?" He should be used to being called that in Licheng.

Ye Li smiled and said, "It's okay. He probably thought that everyone in the world knew his nickname was Mo Xiaobao. He went to find a place to hide his sadness." Hearing this, Murong Ting finally couldn't help but burst into laughter. She really couldn't understand why Prince Ding and Ah Li, who seemed to be very serious and well-educated people, gave their son such a funny name and made it known to everyone. If it was an ordinary child, it would be fine, but Mo Xiaobao was the prince of Prince Ding's mansion. Ye Li was also helpless. Who made Mo Xiaobao unlucky and have such an unscrupulous father?

"What do you think of the war between Great Chu and the Northern Territory?" Leng Haoyu looked at Mo Xiuyao and asked seriously. Mo Xiuyao lowered his eyes and said calmly, "This is a matter between Great Chu and the Northern Territory. What does it have to do with what I think?"

Leng Haoyu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Does your Highness mean that we should not interfere in this matter?"

Mo Xiuyao said calmly, "The royal family will not give us a chance to intervene in this matter. If you are worried about your father, make plans as soon as possible. Prince Ding's Mansion can't help. If we intervene, it will only harm him."

Leng Haoyu smiled bitterly and said calmly: "What can I do? He has never thought of me, a good-for-nothing son, in his eyes. The most I can do is to try my best to save his life."

Mo Xiuyao nodded, "I'll ask Qin Feng to transfer two people to you. Chujing may not be safe in the future. You should return to Licheng after things here are done." Leng Haoyu's answer satisfied Mo Xiuyao. As a superior, he certainly didn't like his subordinates to be cruel and ruthless. After all, Leng Huai didn't value Leng Haoyu, but he had no grudge against him and was still his biological father. But at the same time, he didn't want Leng Haoyu to ruin his business for Leng Huai.

Leng Haoyu was delighted, "Thank you, Your Majesty." The person Qin Feng was asked to transfer was naturally the elite Qilin. With Qilin secretly protecting his father, Leng Haoyu was confident that he could bring his father back alive even if his father was defeated in the future. Mo Xiuyao waved his hand to say it was okay, and frowned and asked, "How is Mo Jingqi now? Mo Jingli moved to him, but he was not in a hurry to ascend the throne. This is not like his usual style."

Leng Haoyu had no good feelings towards Mo Jingqi, and didn't even want to show him mercy. "Mo Jingqi won't die for a while, and Mo Jingli probably wants to torture him. But Mo Jingli also has something on me in Mo Jingqi's hands, so in the end we can only take a step back and let Concubine Liu Gui's son become the crown prince."

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows, and Leng Haoyu smiled and said, "I didn't know what was going on at first, but I received news a few days ago that on the first day Mo Jingli became the Regent King, he kicked his only son." Everyone present was smart, and Leng Haoyu naturally understood the key after a little hint, "The child in Prince Li's mansion is not Mo Jingli's. Mo Jingli's son was hidden?"

Mo Xiuyao said slowly, thinking for a moment and then continued: "Mo Jingli doesn't seem like someone who would give up the throne for a child. The only possibility is... that is his only son. Speaking of which, in all these years, except for Ye Ying, Mo Jingli's family has really not had any other children." Mo Jingli and Mo Xiuyao are different. Mo Xiuyao only has Ye Li as his wife, but Mo Jingli's family has concubines, concubines, and maids. In this way, it is a bit strange that there is only one child in all these years and no one is pregnant. I guess Mo Jingqi must have done something in it.

Murong Ting was somewhat speechless and said: "These two brothers are really weird."

Although no one said anything, they all agreed with her point of view. Isn't it strange? The two brothers have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years. Mo Jingqi was poisoned by Mo Jingli and fell on the bed and could not get up from then on. Mo Jingli was almost killed by Mo Jingqi. In the end, no one got the upper hand.

Speaking of Mo Jingqi and his brother, Leng Haoyu said with some worry: "Mo Jingqi and Mo Jingli must have known that the prince has returned to the capital. Should the prince and princess move to another place? The inn is always a little unsafe." Mo Xiuyao waved his hand and said calmly: "It doesn't matter. Who wouldn't act rashly at this time?"

As he was talking, Zhuo Jing came in and reported, "My Lord, Princess, Prince Li is outside asking to see you." Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "He's here so quickly."

Mo Xiaobao rushed out of the courtyard angrily and ran outside. This is a two-entry courtyard, with guards inside and outside. Although Mo Xiaobao is naughty sometimes, he is still very sensible. He certainly knows that Chu Jing does not need Li Cheng to let him walk around. So even if he is angry, he will not run outside, but just stay under a big tree in the outer courtyard and feel sad silently. Mo Xiaobao, who felt embarrassed because his nickname was publicized by everyone, pondered for a long time and finally decided: he would also publicize his father's nickname! As for what his father's nickname is? Mo Xiaobao has not considered it yet.

"Brother Xiaobao..." Leng Junhan's voice came from far away, and it was obvious that little Junhan was still persevering in looking for his new friend. Mo Xiaobao, who was nestling under his subordinates, felt his scalp tingling when he heard the soft and flirtatious brother Xiaobao. As long as he raised his head, he could see the expressions of the guards guarding the door, wondering whether to laugh or not. Mo Xiaobao felt the veins on his forehead throbbing. Gritting his teeth, he looked at Leng Junhan who was staggering out from inside and looking for him everywhere. Mo Xiaobao finally stood up and said coldly: "Leng Xiaodai, come here!"

Leng Junhan turned around and saw the handsome brother Xiaobao standing under the tree waving at him. He immediately showed a brilliant smile and ran towards Mo Xiaobao. Mo Xiaobao pinched Leng Junhan's cheeks hard and stared at him and said, "My name is Mo Yuchen, did you hear me clearly?! Mo, Yu, Chen! Call me brother Yuchen!" Although Leng Junhan couldn't understand Mo Xiaobao's thoughts, he still intuitively discovered the fact that brother Xiaobao was unhappy, "I... my name is not Leng Xiaodai..."

Mo Xiaobao rolled his eyes, "My name is not Mo Xiaobao either."

"..." But Aunt Princess clearly called you Xiaobao. Mo Xiaobao glared at Leng Junhan fiercely, "Brother Yuchen! Did you hear me? I won't play with you if I don't tell you to."

"Brother Yuchen..." Leng Junhan called softly. Mo Xiaobao nodded with satisfaction, patted Leng Junhan's head, and said in a condescending manner: "This is a good child, a teachable boy." Leng Junhan touched his head and smiled foolishly. Is Brother Xiaobao willing to take him to play?

"Are you Mo Xiuyao's son?" A somewhat cold voice came from not far away. Mo Xiaobao looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in a black outfit with a golden python embroidered on it standing a few steps away and staring at him. The somewhat cold and strange look made Mo Xiaobao feel a little uncomfortable, so Mo Xiaobao pouted his lips and raised his chin and asked proudly: "It's me, the prince. Who are you?" Isn't he just a prince? He walked around in court clothes for fear that people would not know his identity. His father is the most powerful prince.

Mo Jingli had no idea that Mo Xiaobao would think so much after just one encounter. He looked at the handsome child in black brocade clothes with a complicated look. This child's appearance was more delicate than Mo Xiuyao's when he was a child, and the arrogance between his eyebrows was even greater than Mo Xiuyao's when he was a child. It was obvious that he was a proud child who was doted on by his parents. Thinking of this, and thinking of his son who was nowhere to be found, Mo Jingli's expression became even gloomier.

Mo Xiaobao stared at Mo Jingli unhappily. He asked me a question but he didn't answer. How rude! He turned around and left. "Leng Xiaodai, let's go."

"Little...Brother Yu Chen, I am not Leng Xiaodai." Leng Junhan chased after him and emphasized. Mo Xiaobao nodded tolerantly and said, "I will remember, Leng Xiaodai."

Watching the two children walk away hand in hand, Mo Jingli stood there with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was thinking. Zhuo Jing came out and said, "Prince Li, the prince and princess invite you." Mo Jingli snorted and walked inside.

Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li were playing chess in the yard, so Leng Haoyu and Murong Ting had naturally avoided them. Seeing Mo Jingli coming in, Mo Xiuyao had no intention of getting up to greet him. He glanced at him and said calmly, "What's up?"

Mo Jingli's face flashed with anger. He seemed to always be inferior to Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao used to be the second son of Prince Ding's mansion. He was a dignified prince, but he was not as favored, proud, or arrogant as him. When he grew up and was named Prince Li, he did not have his military exploits and talents. Now, he has become the regent of Da Chu, but he still seems to be inferior to Mo Xiuyao! How can Mo Jingli remain calm?

"How dare you come back?" Mo Jingli said coldly. Mo Xiuyao threw down the chess piece, approached the chair and smiled faintly: "I am back, what can you do?"

Mo Jingli gritted his teeth. What could he do? He didn't dare to do anything!

Now that Beijing has invaded, the Northern Rong and Xiling are eyeing him covetously. Even if Mo Xiuyao returns alone, they dare not do anything to him. Once Mo Xiuyao gets into trouble, the Mo family army will certainly come out in force to avenge him. When Xiling and the Northern Rong invade together, it won't take long for the Great Chu to be completely devoured.

With a snort, seeing that Mo Xiuyao had no intention of inviting him to sit down, Mo Jingli walked to an empty chair and sat down. He stared at Mo Xiuyao and asked, "What is your plan to come back at this time?"

Mo Xiuyao sneered at his vigilance, "Conspiracy? Isn't that what you and Mo Jingqi are good at? How about it? If the medicine you gave Mo Jingqi is not enough, I still have some here." Mo Jingli's eyes narrowed, "I don't know what you are talking about." Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you know? When you were buying medicine from the old woman in the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land, I and A Li happened to be watching, so we also took some back to Mr. Shen for research. What do you think... Can Mr. Shen develop an antidote in the past six months?"

Mo Jingli glanced at Ye Li, who was sitting next to him drinking tea quietly, and suddenly felt inexplicably embarrassed. However, the meaning revealed in Mo Xiuyao's words made him even more uneasy, "Do you have an antidote?"

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Did the king say that?"

"Mo Xiuyao! You..." Mo Jingli was so angry that he wanted to throw the cup in his hand at Mo Xiuyao's face. In the past few years, his status and power have gradually increased, and he has rarely been so irritable. But it seems that just a few words from Mo Xiuyao can make him feel as angry as he was in his youth, "Mo Xiuyao, what do you want?"

Mo Xiuyao drank tea leisurely and said calmly: "Keep calm. Since you are already the Regent King, you should act like one. Don't bring discredit to the title of Regent King." His father was also the Regent King back then.

Looking at Mo Jingli who was trying hard to suppress his anger, Mo Xiuyao said, "I don't want to do anything. I just heard that Mo Jingqi is dying, so I decided to come back and say goodbye to him."

"You mean you won't leave until Mo Jingqi dies?" Mo Jingli gritted his teeth. Chujing was in chaos right now, and there was really no need for Prince Ding to mess things up. If Mo Jingqi didn't die for half a year, would he have to stay in Chujing for half a year?

"Ali's uncle and elder brother are both geniuses in governing a country. The northwest is just a small area and it won't be a problem for them. King Li doesn't need to worry about me." Mo Xiuyao said.

I worry about you! Mo Jingli finally couldn't help cursing in his heart. What happened in the northwest was none of his business. He just wanted to see how to drive Mo Xiuyao out of Chujing.

Mo Xiuyao leaned back in his chair, propped his forehead with one hand and looked at him and said, "Don't think about how to make me leave quickly. I don't like to come and go. I will leave naturally when I am happy. But you can rest assured that I will never interfere in the fight between you, Mo Jingqi and the Liu family."

Mo Jingli sneered, "Do you think I will believe you?"

Mo Xiuyao spread his hands, "What else can you do except trust me?"