On the second floor of the inn, Lu Qingtang walked out of his room holding up her skirt, and then entered Mo Zeshen's room.
Mo Bao was sitting on the ground crying, with runny nose and tears.
Mo Ze, who had hairpins inserted into his hair, squatted down next to him with a sad look on his face, "Can you stop crying? I just pushed you. It wasn't intentional. You were crying like a dead father." of."
Yuan Lang cleared his throat and said, "My lord, you are his father."
Mo Ze sighed deeply, "I am his father, and he is my ancestor."
With that said, he turned to look at Mo Bao again, "Stop crying, little ancestor. If your mother knew that you were made to cry by me, I would be miserable!"
As he was talking, he heard footsteps coming from behind. He guessed it was Lu Qingtang, but he didn't dare to turn around.
As soon as Lu Qingtang entered the room, he started shouting, "You don't want to take it with me? Yesterday I came back from the Flower Temple. Look at the three children covered in mud. Just now, you made me cry again. You asked me to say What's good about you?"
While talking, Lu Qingtang bent down and picked up Mo Bao from the ground and held it in his arms.
Mo Ze looked at her with a sad face and spread his hands to express that he was wronged.
When Lu Qingtang saw the hairpins on his head, which looked like a peacock spreading its wings, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She weighed Mo Bao, who was still crying in her arms, and said to Mo Zeshen, "Forget it, I won't argue with you, and I won't do it again."
Mo Ze's heart was finally relieved. Just as he was about to stand up, he was held down by Mo Mo, who was still holding the hairpin in his hand.
She said in a sweet voice: "Daddy, don't move around, Mo Mo will dress you up to look good."
Mo Ze smiled deeply and forcedly, "Okay, okay, daddy won't move, but daddy is thirsty."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Mo Yue, who was peeling grape skins at the side, say, "Just bear with it."
Those three words were like a knife piercing his heart. Mo Zeshen was helpless. He really had a good daughter.
He looked outside the door. At this moment, Lu Qingtang was walking up and down the corridor with Mo Bao in his arms.
She looked at Mo Bao with a gentle face, "Okay Mo Bao, don't cry. Daddy didn't mean it. Daddy loves Mo Bao the most, so why would he push you?"
Mo Bao pursed his lips and rubbed his eyes with his fleshy hands, "Mom, daddy is too strong, Mo Bao can't beat him."
With a smile on his face, Lu Qingtang looked back at Mo Zeshen who looked hopeless in the room, and said to Mo Bao, "Then Mo Bao should eat well, and he can grow up and be as tall as daddy."
Little Mo Bao nodded and pointed at the flowers on the porch, "Mom, the flowers are so beautiful, as beautiful as my mother!"
Lu Qingtang kissed Mo Bao, and when he was about to say something, he heard a familiar voice coming from behind.
"Mo Bao has such a sweet mouth, but he speaks the truth."
Lu Qingtang turned around and saw that the person who came was indeed Ji Wenzhan, and Ji Wuhen was standing beside him.
The father and son stood on one side and the other on the left. Chuchen's temperament seemed a bit awkward in this inn.
Ji Wuhen was also looking at him, with obvious surprise in his eyes, and a mixture of surprise and excitement, which made Lu Qingtang feel uncomfortable all over.
But she didn't have time to think about what King Zhennan was thinking at the moment, and immediately turned around and entered the room.
Mo Zeshen was still finishing playing house with Mo Mo when he saw Lu Qingtang hurriedly holding Mo Bao in his arms and thought something had happened.
Lu Qingtang put down the calligraphy treasure in his arms, walked quickly to Mo Zeshen, reached out and pulled out the hairpin on his head, and said to him: "The King of Zhennan is here."
As soon as he heard the words "King of Zhennan", Mo Zeshen's eyes instantly lit up with fire.
Of course he knew what happened yesterday. Now that he knew it, he couldn't help but be angry. How could he bear it when his woman was being held by someone.
It just so happened that King Zhennan was here now, and he wanted to vent the bad anger in his heart.
After arranging Mo Zeshen's hair randomly, Lu Qingtang led the three children out of the room, and happened to run into Ji Wenzhan and his son again.
She saluted Ji Wenzhan and Ji Wuhen, "I have met King Zhennan and the Crown Prince. King Chen is waiting for you two in the back room."
Ji Wuhen nodded, looked at the three children with a smile, and then reached out to touch Ji Wenzhan. Ji Wenzhan immediately took out the red envelope from his sleeve and handed it to Mo Bao first.
Mo Bao did not reach out to take it, but looked at Lu Qingtang.
Lu Qingtang nodded and said with a smile: "Take it, and thank the prince and the prince."
The three babies had just received the red envelopes from Ji Wenzhan one by one, and then they all said thank you, and then were led back to the room by Lu Qingtang.
After a while, Ji Wenzhan came to Lu Qingtang's room. He leaned in front of the door and knocked on the door with the back of his hand, looking cool and refined.
Lu Qingtang waved to him, and Ji Wenzhan walked into the room with a smile, "I'm really sorry for what happened yesterday. That's why my father came here just now. Firstly, he wanted to visit King Chen, and secondly, he wanted to take you into the palace. stay to express our apologies."
Lu Qingtang shook his head, "I told you it wouldn't be a problem, so let's go over there. As for your house, I will naturally go there. Finally, after Mo Ze's serious injury has healed, I can take the children out for a walk, but I can't stay in an inn. So convenient.”
After hearing this, Ji Wenzhan immediately laughed out loud, "That's great, Mrs. Tang, I was worried that you wouldn't go. I'm going to talk to my dad right away. You guys pack your things first, and I'll drive over to pick you up in the afternoon." you."
As he spoke, he looked around and made sure that there was no one else in the room except the three little kids, so he lowered his voice.
"By the way, I asked my father last night, and he said that he could swear on my mother's soul. He had absolutely no intention of rebellion, and he had never even thought about it. From the beginning to the end, someone framed this matter, and someone wanted to do it. You framed my father, you have to clear my name and my father's name." Ji Wenzhan looked anxious.
Lu Qingtang nodded, "Of course, don't worry."
Naturally, she and Mo Zeshen wanted to find out all this. Ever since they met Mo Zeshen, there was a force in the dark that would lead them to King Zhennan step by step, in order to make Mo Zeshen It was mistakenly thought that the rebellion of King Zhennan was a fact. The more likely it is to give people a feeling, it is usually fake, and these people who know their whereabouts must be the people around them.
Who is the person who wants to frame King Zhennan and secretly wants to kill himself?
At this time, Lu Qingtang remembered that Ji Wenzhan was the only one in front of him, so where was Ji Wuhen?
Is he still talking to Mo Zeshen?
So, Lu Qingtang hurriedly asked him: "You are here, where is the King of Zhennan?"
Ji Wenzhan was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and said, "You are asking this question. Of course they are talking about something important. I can't listen."
Lu Qingtang narrowed his eyes and smiled stiffly, "You are really your father's eldest son. After what happened yesterday, do you think Mo Zeshen can talk to your father well?"
Ji Wenzhan realized something and immediately turned around and rushed out of the room.
