Mountain River Festival 265. A Family of Three

Ye Li sat on the side and drank tea leisurely, watching the two people's verbal battle. It was obvious that Mo Jingli could not compete with Mo Xiuyao in terms of martial arts ability, and even in verbal battles. Many people had told Ye Li how high-spirited Mo Xiuyao was when he was young, but the Mo Xiuyao that Ye Li saw, especially the Mo Xiuyao who was over 30 years old now, was mostly calm and measured. But now, Ye Li really saw a hint of the arrogance of a young man from Mo Xiuyao's calm and leisurely demeanor. No wonder Mo Jingli's face turned black with anger.

Mo Jingli took a deep breath, stared at Mo Xiuyao and said, "Okay, I believe you. I won't interfere with your affairs in the capital, but you'd better not do unnecessary things." Mo Xiuyao raised his eyes with disdain, "Do you think those little toys you and Mo Jingqi play with are attractive? I'm worried that you'll hurt your brain if you see too much of them."

Mo Jingli did not argue with Mo Xiuyao, as he knew he could not win the fight. Since he had received Mo Xiuyao's promise, he naturally did not want to stay here and suffer. He stood up, glanced at Ye Li beside him, and turned to walk out of the yard.

"Ari, you see he can't even win an argument with me. Do you think marrying me was the best arrangement? It was a match made in heaven, right?"

Regardless of the fact that Mo Jingli hadn't walked out of the courtyard yet, Mo Xiuyao crossed the chessboard and held Ye Li's hand smugly. Ye Li looked helplessly at Mo Jingli, who stumbled after hearing someone's boast and then walked faster, "Is it worth being proud of having a quarrel with him?"

Mo Xiuyao nodded and said proudly, "Of course. I will let Ah Li know that your husband is a hundred times better than others in every aspect. Including quarreling."

Ye Li rubbed her forehead and thought for a while, then looked at the man opposite her sincerely and said, "You shouldn't have picked a fight with Mo Jingli. He has no fighting ability at all."

"Who should we look for then?" Mo Xiuyao asked as he squinted his eyes in the sun.

"The wife of Mr. Wang's family on Nanyuan Street in our Licheng." Ye Li said with a smile. Mo Xiuyao looked confused, who is that?

Ye Li smiled and said, "Madam Wang is known as the most quick-tongued and rambunctious woman in Li City. It is said that she once scolded three grown men and made them cry in the street. How about you give it a try when you go back?" Mo Xiuyao was silent for a long time before he raised his head and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does she dare to quarrel with me?"

Ye Li was dumb. Indeed, no matter how powerful Madam Wang was, she would become dumb in front of Prince Ding. Seeing this, Prince Ding smiled proudly and said, "Look, Ah Li, those who are more powerful than me cannot argue with me, and those who can argue with me cannot argue with me. Your husband is still the most powerful one."

Ye Li covered her face, and admitted to someone's low standards.

Of course, Mo Jingli was not the only one who knew about Prince Ding's return to the capital. However, as the regent prince, he was one step ahead because he lived outside the palace. An hour after Mo Jingli left, Prime Minister Liu also came to ask for an audience, but unfortunately he was told that the prince had gone out with the princess and the prince.

The ancestral tablets of Ding Wangfu are all enshrined in Wu Yue Temple, a family temple outside the city. Although Mo Jingqi had Ding Wangfu sealed, he did not dare to easily allow people to touch Wu Yue Temple and disturb the tablets of the Ding Wangs of all generations. Wu Yue Temple is still taken care of by someone, and even some people in the capital city will go to the outer hall of Wu Yue Temple from time to time to burn incense. So even though Ding Wangfu is now without an owner, the ancestral tablets have never lacked incense.

Seeing Prince Ding and his entourage coming to pay homage, the officers and soldiers guarding the place naturally did not dare to stop them and let them in respectfully.

The two men left the guards outside and took Mo Xiaobao into the innermost hall. The Buddhist hall in the inner hall enshrined the ancestors of the Dingwang Mansion. The top tablet was naturally the first Dingwang, Mo Suyun. And at the bottom were Mo Xiuyao's father and brother, Mo Liufang and Mo Xiuwen. Without the two men's instruction, Mo Xiaobao respectfully went forward to burn incense and kowtow to the ancestors.

After worshipping their ancestors, the family of three just walked out of the gate of Wu Yue Temple when they ran into a large group of people coming towards them. Standing next to Mo Xiu Yao, Ye Li raised her eyebrows and said, "At this time, there are still people coming to worship the ancestors of Prince Ding's Mansion?"

Since the breakup between Prince Ding's Palace and Great Chu, except for ordinary people, most of the dignitaries who came to worship came and went quietly. Such a grand scene was indeed very rare. Mo Xiuyao frowned and said lightly: "Those who come out of the palace, stop them!" The last sentence of "stop them back" was naturally said to the guards who were accompanying him. At this time, everyone knew who came out of the palace. If it was not a sincere worship, Prince Ding's Palace would not need these incense.

After receiving the order, several guards stepped forward and blocked the group's way before they reached the steps.

These people all came from the palace, so naturally, they were all arrogant and looked down on others. When they saw the two people who suddenly blocked their way, someone immediately stepped forward and asked in a stern voice, "How dare you! Do you know who is in the sedan chair? How dare you block our way?" The guards of Prince Ding's mansion were even more arrogant than them. They smiled coldly and said, "We don't know who is in there. Those who dismounted their horses and sedan chairs a hundred steps in front of Wu Yue Temple and dared to carry the sedan chair to the steps, Prince Ding's mansion does not need you to worship them. Please return the same way!"

"How dare you! How dare you be so rude in front of the royal concubine? Catch her now!"

"Wait." A cold female voice came from the elegant sedan chair. The curtain was raised, and Concubine Liu in white came out of the sedan chair with the hand of a palace maid. The eunuch who was showing off his power just now rushed to greet them, and said with a flattering smile: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. These two unruly people are blind and blocked your way. I will have someone take them down now." Concubine Liu frowned and said coldly: "Back!" The eunuch's flattery was hit by the sound of horse hooves, and he had to retreat dejectedly. Concubine Liu walked up to the two guards and asked: "Is Prince Ding here?"

The guard did not answer, but just said: "Please go back, Madam."

Concubine Liu frowned and said, "I just want to come here to pay homage to the previous kings of Dingwang Mansion."

The two guards were silent, and their refusal was self-evident. They only needed to carry out the prince's orders, and did not need to know the reason why others came here. Concubine Liu had been a noble concubine since she was a child. After more than ten years as a concubine, she was used to others obeying her orders. Seeing the two people's stubbornness, a trace of anger flashed across her face, but she still endured it and said, "Go and report to Prince Ding that I have something to discuss with you."

The two guards looked at each other and said politely, "The prince and the princess have returned to the capital. The prince left a message that since you are not sincerely worshipping, there is no need to disturb the peace of the ancestors." Concubine Liu's face darkened slightly, because she was expressionless to begin with, she was able to hide the embarrassment at that moment. Originally, she did not really want to come to worship the ancestors of Prince Ding's mansion, but she heard that Prince Ding was out of the city and guessed that he would bring his children to worship the ancestors, so she hurried here. But she did not expect to be stopped here by Mo Xiuyao's people, and for a while, Concubine Liu was a little embarrassed.

After a long while, Concubine Liu Gui finally came to her senses and frowned, saying, "In that case, I will go back to the city to see Prince Ding."

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty, please go back." The guard bowed and thanked.

Sitting back in the sedan chair, Concubine Liu's face was gloomy and cold, as if it was about to freeze. She knew that Mo Xiuyao was in there, but he just refused to come out to save her. Thinking of this, a trace of resentment ignited in her eyes. Did he hate her so much that he would not even come out to see her? Her jade-like fingers tightly grasped the silk in her hand, and a determined light flashed in Concubine Liu's eyes. Mo Xiuyao... Will you become mine one day? !

Ye Li was in no mood to play anymore after being spoiled by the sudden appearance of Concubine Liu. She knew that Concubine Liu's ostentatious visit to pay respects at this time was for ulterior motives. Ye Li was now certain that the person she hated the most in her life was definitely Concubine Liu. Even Mo Jingqi, Mo Jingli, Lei Zhenting, and even Su Zuidie were not as annoying as this woman. Su Zuidie was at most narcissistic, selfish, and shameless. This Concubine Liu had no idea what face was. Su Zuidie thought that Mo Xiuyao still loved her, so she was full of confidence and clung to him. This Concubine Liu knew that Mo Xiuyao had no interest in her at all, but she still firmly believed that only she was worthy of Mo Xiuyao, and that she and Mo Xiuyao were a perfect match made in heaven. What a strong and abnormal psychological quality this is.

"Ali, I am innocent..." Looking at his beloved wife's gloomy face, Prince Ding could only plead cautiously. In the past, he was only unhappy that Ali would not be jealous, and felt that Ali did not love him enough. But when Ali's face was really unhappy, he could not help but want to carefully make her happy, and wished that Ali would never be jealous in her life. Being too jealous is not good for your health.

Ye Li turned her head and glanced at him. "Hmm?" Mo Xiuyao said quickly, "That woman came here on her own. I told her clearly a long time ago that my wife is only A-Li. Who knows why she doesn't understand what I say?"

Ye Li smiled and said, "Isn't this because our Prince Ding is so charming?" Mo Xiuyao was surprised and said, "Ah Li, do you also think that I am so charming?"

Ye Li nodded and counted seriously: "Of course. Su Zuidie, Princess Lingyun, and Concubine Liu. Although the number is not too large, they are at least ranked first and second in Da Chu and Xiling, and the quality is definitely excellent. Compared with the so-called handsome men and the charm of Prince Ding, they are simply scum, right?" Mo Xiuyao was immediately frustrated, and Ah Li was still angry, "Ah Li, I understand. Whoever dares to look at me in the future, I will dig out her eyes!"

Ye Li raised her eyebrows and asked curiously, "Why didn't it destroy your face? Isn't this the root cause?"

Mo Xiuyao refused sternly, "If I disfigure myself again, my wife won't be pleased to see me."

Mo Xiaobao poked his head out of his father's arms, blinked his eyes and said, "Don't worry, father. I will grow up to be a stunningly handsome man. Mother, just look at me." Mo Xiuyao stuffed his son back into his arms in a bad mood, "You used nonsense words. Go back and copy the phrase 'stunning' for me five hundred times." Mo Xiaobao twisted his little butt in his arms and hummed, "Mother, father is seventy-five...I..."

After returning to the city, the imperial concubine in the harem hurried out of the capital again after Prince Li visited the inn. Now everyone in the capital knew that Prince Ding and the princess had returned with the young prince.

As soon as they entered the city gate, they immediately attracted the attention of countless people. However, due to the relationship between Prince Ding's Mansion and the royal family, the people did not dare to say anything. But from their expressions, one could see their excitement. Although the bigwigs in the court were all focusing on fighting for power, many people still remembered that a war was going on a few hundred miles away.

Mo Xiaobao stood up from Mo Xiuyao's arms and looked at the surrounding streets curiously. Other people watching like this is not uncommon in Licheng, so Mo Xiaobao didn't feel stage fright at all. On the contrary, he even felt that the more you watch, the happier I am. He snuggled in Mo Xiuyao's arms, stretched out his head and smiled brilliantly at the passers-by, which immediately made countless passers-by around him fall in love with him.

"The little prince is so cute."

"As expected of the child of Prince Ding and Princess Ding, so adorable."

"You are so brave at such a young age. You are worthy of being the heir of Prince Ding's Mansion. Prince Ding's Mansion has a successor."

These praises naturally entered Mo Xiaobao's ears, and Mo Xiaobao became more and more excited.

Ye Li walked beside Mo Xiu Yao, looked at her excited son, and raised her eyebrows to him and said, "Everyone says that the prince had a flamboyant personality when he was young, but I never believed it. Now I finally believe it." She pointed at Mo Xiaobao and said jokingly, "He is only a few years old and he is already so flamboyant. What will happen in a few years?"

Mo Xiaobao pouted to defend himself, "Mother, I am doing this for father's face. Don't people say that a good father will have a good son? Father is so majestic. If I were like Leng Xiaodai, wouldn't it be a loss for father's face?" Mo Xiuyao looked at him with a half-smile and said, "How do I know when my face is so important in your eyes?"

Mo Xiaobao giggled. Ye Li raised her hand and tapped him on the forehead, saying, "Junhan is much more obedient than you. Be careful that your Uncle Leng will punish you if he hears what you said." Mo Xiaobao hid in his father's arms, touched his forehead and muttered, "I didn't say anything wrong. Uncle Leng doesn't dare to punish me." If he was as soft and stupid as Leng Xiaodai, he would be bullied to death by his father. Leng Xiaodai should be glad that he became Uncle Leng's child instead of the Ding Palace's child. Touching his forehead and looking up at the sky, Mo Xiaobao felt that he was born great.

Seeing her son looking up at the sky with a sad look like an old man, Ye Li wondered, "What is he thinking about?" Her son always liked to think about strange things, sometimes making his parents laugh and cry.

Mo Xiuyao pinched Mo Xiaobao's butt calmly and said with a smile: "Are you hungry? Look at your lifeless eyes. You didn't eat enough at noon..." Mo Xiaobao glared at him: You have lifeless eyes! You are a glutton and a waste!

Mo Xiuyao smiled: Do you think I don’t know that you are thinking bad things about me?

A family of three, a tall and handsome white-haired man holding a delicate black-cloaked boy, followed by a beautiful woman in a light-colored cloak. They walked slowly along the street, talking as they walked, with a faint smile on their faces. This warm and peaceful scene made many people stunned, and even one or two acquaintances who wanted to say hello were a little embarrassed to disturb them. People watched the two people walking quietly, and the originally noisy street seemed to be quiet.

On a teahouse on the street, Concubine Liu Guifei stood quietly beside the open window in a white dress and a snow fox cape. Looking down from a high place, she looked at the couple slowly approaching from afar, her tightly clenched palms scratched with bloody marks by her nails, "What a perfect couple. And Prince Ding, he will definitely be more charming than Prince Ding when he grows up." Behind Concubine Liu Guifei, Tan Jizhi smiled faintly.

Concubine Liu turned around suddenly and gave Tan Jizhi a cold look. Tan Jizhi didn't care and shrugged without saying anything.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Concubine Liu turned around and set her eyes on the white-haired man. Thinking of why the black hair had turned white, Concubine Liu felt resentful again. At first... if she knew that Ye Li could win Mo Xiuyao's heart, she would never keep Ye Li by his side. It's a pity that one wrong step leads to another. In order to win Mo Xiuyao's favor, she even helped Ye Li. Thinking of this, Concubine Liu felt that she had done the stupidest thing in the world.

"Why..." Why didn't he love her? What was wrong with her being inferior to Ye Li?!

Staring at the blue-clothed woman beside the white-haired man from a distance, her appearance could be described as beautiful, but Concubine Liu believed that she was still much more beautiful than her. In terms of family background, she was the daughter of the prime minister. Ye Li calculated that she had a maternal ancestor from the Xu family, but that was her maternal ancestor after all. If you think about it carefully, Ye Li is now just a daughter of a commoner.

Tan Jizhi smiled at the woman in front of him. He was too devoted to love and obsessed with it. What's more, did Concubine Liu really love Mo Xiuyao as much as she imagined? I'm afraid she was more unwilling to accept it. Think about it, how can a beautiful and proud woman who even seduced the king of a country tolerate a man who doesn't care about her at all?

"Send someone to ask Prince Ding and Princess Ding to come up and talk." Concubine Liu Gui said coldly.

Tan Jizhi frowned and said, "Is this a good idea? It's not good news if the noble concubine leaves the palace without warning."

"go!"

Tan Jizhi shrugged, "If your Majesty insists."

Downstairs, Ye Li noticed from a distance that a pair of resentful eyes were staring at her. When she raised her head, she saw the figure of the woman in white at the second-floor window not far ahead.

Concubine Liu Guifei is indeed the most beautiful woman in Chujing after Su Zuidi. She is now over 30 years old but still as beautiful as a snowy pear blossom. She has attracted the attention of many people coming and going after standing there for a while, but she doesn't seem to care. She just looks at the pedestrians in the distance in a daze. She is like a beautiful white jade sculpture.

"Meet Prince Ding, meet the princess. The royal concubine invites you." A man who looked like a guard appeared on the street and said respectfully.

Mo Xiuyao's eyes flashed with danger, and he lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Ali must be thirsty too, let's go have a cup of tea."

Ye Li smiled and said, "Okay."