The battle of steamed buns

turned his head and looked at the maid guarding the door: "Mo Jiang is a guest anyway. You actually asked him to put shoes on the princess. If you are useless, then I will simply let you go back together to save time in the palace."

"The emperor forgives the crime, and the maidservant knows what is wrong." Receiving Duanmu Lingyu's cold eyes, the maids quickly knelt down to plead guilty. They just wanted to help, but they were rejected by Princess Baoer. Naturally, they did not dare to come forward to ask for fun, but they dared not say this, and the emperor did not have the patience to listen to their explanation.

After reprimanding the palace people, Duanmu Lingyu was not in a good mood. He asked the palace people to help the children clean up and go to the Feiyu Pavilion first.

At this time, Mu Qingya was just getting up and washing up. She was sitting in front of the mirror and asked Xia Qing to help her comb her hair. Duan Mu Lingyu came in and waved her hand to make the maids retreat. She stood behind Qingya and bent down to stop her, looking slightly depressed.

Mu Qingya looked into his eyes through the mirror: "What's the matter? Didn't you just go to see Bao'er and Chen'er?"

Duanmu Lingyu leaned over her neck, and a faint fragrance came to the tip of her nose, relaxing his tense mood a lot: "Qingya, Mo Junqing should have been good to you before."

Mu Qingya was stunned, and a nostalgic look flashed in her eyes: "Well, if it hadn't been for him, it would have been difficult for me to live until now. I will never forget this kindness that he saved me. Ling Yu, why did you suddenly think of this?

Duanmu Lingyu tightened his arm slightly and looked up at the beautiful figure reflected in the mirror: "I... I also suddenly thought of Qingya, I'm sorry that I can't always be by your side." Although it is enviable to be together now, in the eyes of everyone, as an emperor, he gave up everything in the harem for her, but every time he held her in his arms, he felt very lucky, because no woman loved power as much as one, and while he had the best woman in the world, I also have a priceless feeling.

"Elegance..."

A slight smile rose on Mu Qingya's lips and raised her hand to hold his arm: "What are you thinking about? Junqing is my benefactor. I am very grateful. If one day he is in danger, even if he sacrifices his life, I will save him. But this relationship has nothing to do with love. Who let me meet you?

Duanmu Lingyu trembled suddenly, lowered his head and touched her heart, and only felt slightly sour eyes: "Qingya, are you deliberately right? Do you want to see me cry so much?"

Mu Qingya smiled, stood up around his waist, and quietly leaned on his chest: "You, don't think nonsense. Junqing and Mingli are living a good life now. Don't be a narrow-minded person."

"Yes, I know." Duanmu Lingyu's face was smiling, and the stone in his heart slowly fell down. He couldn't admit it in his own mouth. He was always uneasy. Now he is finally better, but he still can't relax his vigilance. Who knows if Mo Junqing is paying other attention.

"Haha, it's too fast, uncle, slow down." Suddenly, Bao'er's voice was full of excitement.

When Duanmu Lingyu walked to the door, he saw Mo Junqing jumping down from the rockery with Baoer in his hands. The light figure showed his superb martial arts skills, and Baoer did not mean to be afraid at all. His little face turned red with excitement. Even Jinchen stood aside and looked at Mo Junqing with his eyes shining, and his little hands were held tightly by his side. Of.

"Baoer, what are you doing? Come down quickly."

Seeing Duanmu Lingyu and Mu Qingya coming out, Mo Junqing put down Baoer and touched her head: "My uncle will play with you later."

"Okay, uncle, we've made a deal. If you lie, you will become a puppy."

"Well, it's a deal."

Baoer ran to Mu Qingya and twisted her little body into her arms: "Mother, my uncle just played with me again. My uncle is so powerful that he can fly. Mother, have you never flown?"

"Well, the mother doesn't."

"Can you let your uncle fly with his mother later? Uncle, uncle..." Baoer said and was about to run to Mo Junqing.

Duanmu Lingyu grabbed her collar and held her in his arms: "Baoer, your uncle has come all the way. I'm sure he hasn't had a good rest yet. You don't have to bother him. Will your father play with you later?"

Baoer thought for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay." Didn't the emperor say that it was too dangerous before? Why did she agree now? Although her little head couldn't figure it out, as long as she could play, she didn't worry so much.

Dangmu Lingyu nodded and was very satisfied. Surely, her daughter was the most intimate: "Well, you go to play for a while. After breakfast, my father will take you to play."

Bao'er nodded her head, narrowed her big eyes and thought for a while, and turned to Mo Jiang's side: "Brother Mo Jiang, there's nothing wrong now. You continue to tell me about your little pony. Bao'er is still young now, and my father didn't promise to give me, but when Bao'er grows up, when you grow up, your father will also Give me one."

"If Sister Baoer likes it, I can give you my pony. It happens that this time I asked someone to bring Bai Xue here, and I think I can see it tomorrow." Mo Jiang took Baoer's hand to prevent her from falling too fast and said seriously.

Really? Ha ha, that's great." Baoer jumped happily in place and didn't notice that her father's face was getting darker and darker.

Mu Qingya, who looked aside, smiled secretly for a long time and just comforted the vinegar bottle around her, which was probably a waste of effort.

In the next few days, Baoer's feelings for Mo Jiang continued to heat up. In the past two days, two people holding hands and running around can be seen everywhere in the palace. Especially after Mo Jiang gave his pony Bai Xue to Baoer, the two were almost anxious.

During this period, Duanmu Lingyu thought of various ways to grab his daughter's attention, but failed in the end.

Today, Duanmu Lingyu is particularly happy, because Mo Junqing and Mr. Mo Jiang, who made him extremely alert, are finally leaving. Looking at his happy appearance, Mu Qingya smiled and said, "Are you so happy?"

"Naturally happy, Qingya, it's not that you don't know. Baoer hasn't paid much attention to me these two days. She followed Mo Jiang all day and forgot me as a father."

"She is originally childish, and there are no children of her age in the palace. Mo Jiang can be said to be her first friend, and she will naturally be particularly happy. How can she forget you as a father?"

"Well, I naturally won't care about a child, and that boy Mo Jiang is leaving today. In less than two days, Baoer will forget him."

Mu Qingya smiled and lowered her head and continued to look at the list in her hand. Before she heard that Duanmu Mingli was pregnant, she didn't know the truth. She sent a lot of medicinal herbs in the gift, which should be used to recuperate her body. Naturally, this gift should be given a particularly heavy gift to make up for the apology for the improper gift at the beginning. Second, I also hope that her body can completely get better and accompany Junqing to grow old together.

At Chengqianmen, Baoer grabbed Mo Jiang and her face turned red: "Father and mother, shall we leave Brother Mo Jiang as a guest? Baoer doesn't want Brother Mo Jiang to leave, woo..." In her heart, Mo Jiang was a partner and a big brother who knew a lot of interesting things. Now when he heard that he was leaving, he was naturally unwilling. .

Duanmu Lingyu's face is not good-looking, and she doesn't know how to coax her. Mu Qingya looked at him comfortingly, and then came forward to hug Baoer: "Baoer, Mo Jiang is going back to his home. If someone doesn't let Baoer return to his father and mother, will Baoer be very sad?"

"Hmm." Baoer thought for a moment and nodded aggrievedly.

"That's it. Mo Jiang has been away from home for a long time, and now he has to go back with his father and mother. Well, can't Baoer write? You can write letters with Mo Jiang, which is also very good. The father gave you a carrier pigeon a few days ago, and now he can just let the little pigeon pass it on for you. Letter." Hearing that there was a new way to play, most of the sadness in Baoer's heart dissipated in an instant.

"Okay, Brother Mo Jiang, remember to write to me. I'll ask Xiao Pang to bring the letter here." Xiaopang is naturally the carrier pigeon just mentioned.

Mo Jiang looked at Baoer and replied seriously, "Okay, I must remember."

Mo Junqing and Duanmu Mingli boarded the carriage and said to Mu Qingya, "Qingya, we're leaving. I'll come to see you when I have time."

"Okay, take care on the road."

Mo Junqing nodded: "Emperor Yuhan, you have to take good care of my royal sister. Although Canglan is weaker, I don't hesitate to fight."

"Of course I won't give you a chance." Duanmu Lingyu looked at him seriously, and his eyes met, full of a condensed blizzard.

For a long time, Mo Junqing boarded the carriage and left slowly.

On the carriage, Mo Jiang lay on his stomach at the window and didn't come back until he couldn't see the shadow of Yuhan Palace: "Father and mother, can I still see Baoer's sister again?"

Danmu Mingli touched his head: "Does Jiang'er like Bao'er?"

"Well, I like it."

Mo Junqing's eyes moved slightly and said, "Since you like her so much, you should always remember her. Don't forget that when you grow up and can communicate between the two countries alone, you can go to Yuhan to ask for marriage and marry Baoer, and the two can be together forever."

Duanmu Mingli looked at Mo Junqing with some surprise and shook it for a long time, but did not object.

This passage is a little complicated. Mo Jiang didn't fully understand it, but he remembered to remember Baoer forever and marry her when he grew up.

Duanmu Lingyu, who sent Mo Junqing and others away, was in a good mood. Just as he wanted to talk to Qingya about the joy in his heart, he sneezed for no reason and only felt a sense of restlessness in his heart. Is there any bad idea?