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Han Mo paused, with blood rushing to his face: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"No nonsense, this subordinate saw it with his own eyes from the tree."

Han Mo was taken aback again: "Why did you run to the tree to see what I was doing? Where did you see it?"

"The subordinate asked the prince to reply, but he found the place where the prince was going, but the prince was with Miss Su, and even served as Miss Su's bodyguard. In the end, he had dinner with Miss Su, so I didn't dare to go up..."

Han Mo quickly went up to cover his mouth, but he was still too late. Dou Yin and Song Yan who happened to come over heard them all.They looked over with wide eyes, and the surprise on their faces seemed to be that they heard Han Mo blowing up the city wall!
"It turns out that the son is going to have dinner with Miss Su." Dou Yin's voice was light and light, as if the wind was blowing over the hills, watching the bustle with a bit of carelessness, "I thought the son was going to invite customers who bought locks to dinner. Woolen cloth."

Song Yanhuan looked at him with his chest: "Why, he already planned to eat before going out?"

Dou Yin nodded: "That's what I said."

Han Mo's face was hot, as if he had been stripped naked.He said angrily: "You all stop talking nonsense here, I just have a simple relationship with her, because she is capable, so I respect her a little more, and treat her to a meal. What are you so weird about?"

Yang You, who had been listening to them all the time, said, "That's not right, my lord, you don't respect Miss Su enough to be her bodyguard. You are spending too much money."

Han Mo patted the back of her head: "If you don't enter the tiger's lair, how can you catch a tiger cub? If I don't do this, can I follow her in? If I don't go in, I can learn more about him?"

"It's strange why the prince insists on getting to know Miss Su so deeply?" Dou Yin answered again.

Why do you want to know?Han Mo felt that he asked this question on purpose!He glared over: "Are you in a panic? I still have a bunch of inexplicable cases over there, why don't you take them all over and read them for me, and then bring them back to me after marking them?"

Dou Yin smiled: "The son is looking for the far away."

Han Mo didn't want to talk to him anymore.This guy is the most black-bellied, and you can't catch him if you read his jokes everywhere.

He walked into the main courtyard: "I'll go to pay my respects to my mother."

Dou Yin said behind him: "Then it happens that the three of us go together. After the elder son went out, Brother Qian came to see me and asked the three of us to go to my wife to talk."

Han Mo felt dizzy when he heard this. "Why pass it on to the three of us again? Has she not given up yet?"

Dou Yin said: "Perhaps it's not that bad. I heard from Brother Qian that it seems that the girl I met in the Song Mansion last time has figured it out. Madam looks more and more satisfied, and we must let one of us take her... "

"Hey, stop!" Han Mo could no longer listen impatiently.With his hands on his hips, he said earnestly, "I'm only 17 years old, so I'm still not that old, right? I'm still far from the age of the urgent marriage proposal, right? It's because I don't participate. You two are discussing it. To take over the task of Madam, whoever will I give the cold moon dagger beside my bed!"

Song Yan looked at Dou Yin suddenly.

Dou Yin held his breath and said for a moment, "Are you serious?"

Han Mo looked at him, but stretched out his hand towards Yang You who was behind him: "Go and get me the knife now, I will keep it with me, and whenever someone completes the task, I will give it to him at any time."

Who do you underestimate?Still think he can't afford to lose a dagger?
Seeing this, Dou Yin smiled slowly: "Your Majesty, you don't agree to the marriage proposal regardless of the girl your wife likes?"

"That's right." Han Mo lowered his head and rubbed the non-existent ashes on his fingertips, "I'm still very young, and I still have a lot of things to do, so I don't want to be stuck in the daily chores so early."

Dou Yin glanced at Song Yan next to him: "That's really a bit of a struggle."

Song Yan nodded deeply: "This cold moon dagger is a personal item of the former famous general King Pingbei. It was made by a famous craftsman. Although we have great trust in the son, but after all, it is the candidate chosen by the wife. I am still a little worried that the son will regret it before the battle. No, why don't you just talk about how to compensate us if you go back on your word?"

Han Mo sneered: "If you see something in me, just tell me. I, Han Mo, always say what I say, and I will go back on my word?"

"Then I'll tell you." Song Yan stepped on the stone pier of the corridor with his right foot, "I think the bow that the prince brought back from the uncle of the Yang family last time fits my hand very well. In this way, if you go back on your word, you can Give it to me."

Han Mo nodded.Ask Dou Yin again: "What about you?"

Dou Yin said: "I just took the Hanyue dagger and forget it. Anyway, if you go back on your word, it will be mine."

When Han Mo heard this, he thought something was wrong: "Why are you so sure that I might go back on my word?"

Yang You also said: "That's right, who is the girl Madam is looking for? Our son can't even say a word to please the girl, those young ladies only dare to look at him secretly every time, and go up to talk to him How could he go back on his word because of these girls?!"

"Go to Madam and ask, will you know?" Song Yan patted Han Mo's arm lightly, and then walked briskly towards the main courtyard.

Dou Yin smiled slightly, and followed him.

Han Mo glanced at Yang You, and finally stepped forward.

Mrs. Yang was sitting on the beauty couch on the terrace, with a bouquet of flowers in full bloom above her head, tea and snacks on the table next to her, and a half-open painting.

Behind him is Han Qian holding a beauty and beating her shoulders.One side said flatteringly: "Looking at the picture my mother drew yesterday, the swallow under the beam is really lifelike. I have little knowledge and have never seen the spring scenery in the south, but how lucky I am. Seeing the picture of my mother, it seems to be I personally went to the south and witnessed the new swallow holding mud."

Mrs. Yang was very satisfied: "You have a good eye, unlike your father, who actually said that my painting is a quail! Has he ever seen a quail on a beam? Isn't that nonsense!"

Han Qian stopped, then probed: "Then what happened next?"

"Later, I told the kitchen to cook him quail for half a month, and he was not allowed to serve any other dishes!"

Han Qian's hand trembled, and the beauty hammer almost fell off.

"lady!"

A call came from the flower forest, before Song Yanren arrived, the voice had already flown over: "Ah Man is back."

Madam Yang looked up, Song Yan and Dou Yin had already arrived.Behind him was Han Mo who walked over slowly.

Under the gaze of all of them, Han Mo walked up to him.Seeing Han Qian holding a beauty hammer, he raised his eyebrows habitually: "What are you doing here? You only know how to flatter horses all day long!"

Han Qian pointed at the table: "I'm here to see my mother's painting!"

The words are clear, it would be shameful for Han Mo, a son, not to look at it and praise him.

He unfolded the painting, looked at it twice, and praised: "I never thought that my mother, who sits in the embroidery pavilion all day long, can draw quails so vividly!"