After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 307 Discussion
"Huh?" Mo Yang was startled, and asked in doubt, "This young master knows my father?"

Hearing this, Wu Xingzhi's eyes were clear, it turned out that it was really his child.

"According to seniority, you should call me uncle."

"Uncle...Uncle?" Mo Yang almost bit off his tongue, carefully sizing up the man opposite him who obviously looked a few years older than him, imagining him standing with his father——

But he wanted to call someone younger than his father his uncle. The picture shouldn't be too beautiful, he couldn't see it.

"Hehe, this young master should be joking, right?" Mo Yang obviously still couldn't believe it.

Regarding Mo Yang's question, Wu Xingzhi didn't take it seriously, and naturally he didn't bother to give any explanation.

Turning to look at Nan Jiuli and the two, he said, "You guys rescued him from the gambling house, too, good luck."

Hearing this, Nan Jiuli paused, and suddenly thought of something, "Is he related to that snow country friend you mentioned?"

Besides, she doesn't think Wu Xingzhi is someone who cares about some insignificant people.

"That's right." Wu Xingzhi nodded, "This trip to the Snow Country will save you the trouble of finding someone."

Nan Jiuli understood what he meant, nodded and said nothing more, and glanced sideways at Mo Yang, "Since you are on the way, you can follow us for now."

"Take a rest tonight. Apart from this courtyard and that courtyard, you can choose where you want to sleep."

After finishing speaking, no matter how puzzled and confused Mo Yang was, he took Bei Xuanyu and Yuan Qingmu to his yard.

Although Mo Yang didn't understand what kind of charades the benefactor and the so-called uncle were playing, but he probably heard that the benefactor and the others seemed to be going to the snow country, and they seemed to be looking for someone.

And the person you're looking for seems to be related to him?
But what if he doesn't want to go back to Snow Country for the time being?

This time, he secretly left home without telling the family, if he just goes back like this, father must not break his leg.

Thinking of this, Mo Yang's face tightened, and he really wanted to catch up and explain to Nan Jiuli, but he hesitated for a moment and still didn't follow.

"Uncle...uncle...you and my father...have a good relationship?"

Mo Yang looked awkward, but in order to avoid a severe beating, let him call grandpa.

"Huh? It's okay." Apart from being a rival in love, the relationship between him and Mo Xing is indeed pretty good.

But after all, we haven't seen each other for so many years, so I don't know if the other party still remembers him as an old friend?
Hearing this, Mo Yang had an intuition that something was wrong, "Then can I discuss this matter with my uncle?"

"What?" Wu Xing was puzzled.

"That's it..." Mo Yang hesitated for a moment before he said slowly: "It's just that I ran away from home secretly this time. If I go back, my father will definitely beat me to death. At that time, can uncle ask my father for mercy?"

Uh…

Wu Xingzhi fell silent, he really didn't expect that the other party would ask him for such a thing?

After a while, Wu Xingzhi wanted to say it was useless, but after thinking about it, he changed his words, "I'll try my best." With Mo Xing's personality, I'm afraid he is not a person who is easy to listen to preaching.

Mo Yang didn't think too much about it. In short, multiple people pleaded for multiple insurances. At that time, he was asking his mother and aunt to intercede, so he didn't believe that his father could still fight.

"Then thank you uncle, I'll go to rest first."

On the other side, Nan Jiuli was explaining to Yuan Qingmu that she had concealed her identity before.

Yuan Qingmu listened carefully, and after understanding the cause and effect, she understood, "Since things happen for a reason, there is nothing to worry about."

"And it's just a title, so don't worry too much."

Seeing that he didn't care, Nan Jiuli naturally stopped talking, and directly talked about the main topic.

"Where is Qing Mu's chessboard?"

"Huh?" Yuan Qingmu didn't know why she suddenly brought up the chessboard, and couldn't help saying: "Miss Li, do you want to play a game of chess?"

Nan Jiuli was silent and wanted to say no, but it was a long story to explain, so she nodded her head as a tacit consent.

(End of this chapter)