I have a cub with a tyrant

Chapter 138
Back in Shengjing, the air seemed to be filled with the smell of money and power, and the imperial palace at the power center of the Northern Kingdom could be called a heavenly palace, solemn and majestic and luxurious at the same time.

The major palaces shrouded in moonlight are like dragon heads dormant in the dark night, but everyone who sees them will feel awe from the heart.

After seeing such a palace, you can understand the bliss of sitting on the whole world, and the ubiquitous white jade floor tiles, stepping on them can stimulate people's desire for power.

He Lianjing fell asleep crying in Mu Shiyu's arms, tears still hanging on his face.

Heitan frantically wagged his tail, circling around Mu Shiyu and He Lianchuan, but he didn't dare to rush over because of his majesty, humming "嘤嘤".

When He Lianchuan returned to the palace, his whole body became domineering and majestic, without anger and majesty, even if he was not wearing a dragon robe, the strong sense of oppression at that station made those Shenwu guards kneel on the ground and dare not raise their heads.

As the night darkened, Mu Shiyu walked towards the Palace of Praying Rain with the sleeping Helian Jing in his arms.

He Lianchuan frowned, took out a handkerchief and wiped away the snot and tears from He Lianjing's face.

Fu Gongjian dismissed the palace supervisor and palace attendant with great insight.

The moonlight hung high, and on the way back to the Palace of Praying for Rain, there was no grandiose disturbance. Mu Shiyu and He Lianchuan walked side by side.

He Lianchuan wanted to take over He Lianjing, but Mu Shiyu saw that He Lianjing was sleeping soundly, so he refused his request, and Heitan followed closely behind. The warm scene was somewhat inconsistent with the heavy feeling of the palace itself.

When passing by the Jinluan Hall and the Zichen Hall, Mu Shiyu turned his head slightly, and glanced at He Lianchuan who always squeezed towards her when walking, his thin crimson lips were tightly pursed, and he seemed a little unhappy.

She asked, "What's the matter?"

He Lianchuan's eyes turned slightly, and he looked at He Lianjing who was sleeping on her shoulders. He couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, and said sullenly:

"Ah Jing is already six years old."

"Ah."

Mu Shiyu missed He Lianjing's birthday, and was thinking about how to make up for it along the way.

Mu Qiyin and Jiang Shi never forgot Mu Shiyu's birthday when they were young.

Because that day was her birthday and Yanhe's death day, they would take her to the cemetery to see Yanhe every year on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

At that time, Mu Qiyin would take out his treasured portrait, show it to her, and tell about the events of that year.

Arriving at the Palace of Praying for Rain soon, Mo Shiyu carefully put Helian Jing on the bed, and when he heard him faintly call out "Mother", his heart ached. Seeing his hand clutching her clothes tightly, his thoughts spread.

Grandma always said that before she could remember, every time she was sick and uncomfortable, she would call mother, she was soft and sticky.

After remembering things, my personality changed, I became quieter and less clingy, and when I practiced martial arts so hard, I didn't even make a fuss about it.

Only she knew that it was her grandfather who had left, and she had just understood the meaning of death.

Not only was my grandfather missing, but a very important person was also missing in the family.

After going to the academy, she gradually understood that her mother passed away due to dystocia when giving birth to her, and the same was true for two other students who had never seen their mother since childhood.

The other children in the academy united to isolate the three of them, and she would fight with those people every time because of this.

At the beginning, I was very embarrassed when I went home. I thought that as long as I didn’t tell my grandmother and father, they wouldn’t know about it, so I lied about wrestling.

In the end, instead of being beaten for fighting, he was beaten for lying.

From then on, Mu Shiyu practiced harder when practicing martial arts. Gradually, the ones with bruised noses and swollen faces were replaced by those who bullied her, and no one dared to provoke her anymore.

He Lianchuan stared at Mu Shiyu who was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, seeing that she had changed from her former strength, and her whole body was filled with a touch of sadness.

Thinking of her losing her mother since she was a child, his heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and suddenly it hurt badly.

Mu Shiyu didn't like to always indulge in the sad memories of the past, so he quickly came back to his senses, helped He Lianjing cover the quilt, got up and saw He Lianchuan's eyes were slightly red, and was stunned for a while.

"You..." Before she finished speaking, He Lianchuan hugged her tightly, "I've already prepared a birthday present for Ah Jing, but it's a bit dangerous, you have to protect us father and son."

Mu Shiyu hugged He Lianchuan's waist back, but was held too tightly by him, and lightly bit his fair neck, seeing him trembling all over and letting go of some strength, he was relieved, and said in doubt:
"Dangerous? What gift? Tiger or lion?"

She remembered that there was a tiger garden in the imperial palace. When she was in court, she would hear He Lianchuan throwing people to feed the tigers every now and then, but she had never seen it before, so she was quite curious.

He Lianchuan let go of Mu Shiyu, clutching the bitten part of his neck, his deceptive eyes were full of accusations, in Mu Shiyu's eyes, those extremely clear light blue eyes were hazy and affectionate,
It was getting dark, and He Lianchuan was worried about waking He Lianjing, so he brought Mu Shiyu to the small garden of Praying for Rain Palace.

Shengjing City is very hot during the day, but the wind at night is just right.

He Lianchuan sat on the large and luxurious swing wrapped with expensive flower vines, and let Mu Shiyu sit on his lap.

He dissipated the depressed emotions just now, his eyes were shining brightly under the moonlight, and said:
"It's not an animal. The Yanxing Umbrella researched by the Tiangong Office does not require power. It can glide from a high place, and it can fly to a longer distance when encountering wind."

The guts have to start from a young age, what other gifts are as fun as this?

As soon as Mu Shiyu's eyes lit up, she was envious of those birds that could fly in the sky, so she kept practicing lightness kung fu to the extreme, enjoying the feeling of flying between mountains and rivers.

It's a pity that the height of Qinggong is limited.

Mu Shiyu looked at him expectantly, and asked impatiently, "When are we going to play?"

"tomorrow."

He Lianchuan met that scorching gaze, his whole heart seemed to be held in her warm hands, and he pointed to the place where she had just bitten.

"I still want to..."

want.

Before he could say the last word, Mu Shiyu covered his mouth, and met He Lianchuan's puzzled eyes, she was stunned for a moment, and slowly withdrew her hand.

After all, there is no Xanadu in the palace, so you have to worry about everything you do.

There is an invisible sense of oppression.

Probably because in that future, she died here.

Mu Shiyu closed his eyes, dispersed his thoughts, looked at the place he pointed, and widened his eyes, unexpectedly leaving traces just now.

Guiltily, she stretched out her hand and rubbed it, and it turned redder...

Just when he was about to kiss him to comfort him, he caught a glimpse of a pair of shining dog eyes at the entrance of the palace from the corner of his eye. Heitan was covered in black, and he couldn't tell it was hidden in the darkness. When he opened his eyes and looked over, he saw it lying on the ground. That.

"..."

Mu Shiyu sobered up a lot, got up from He Lianchuan, regained his senses, and said:
"You have to go to court tomorrow, and I will go back to the general's mansion early to rest."

"I grant you a day off."

He Lianchuan didn't see Heitan, but when he saw Mu Shiyu standing up without hesitation, he felt a little dazed. Ever since she fell off the chain bridge, he had been trying to seek love from her.

He understood that Mu Shiyu liked this very much, and that she liked the feeling of being needed by him, but as soon as he returned to the palace, something seemed to be slowly changing.

The palace was the place where he was most at ease, but he always thought of the scene in the dream where she vomited blood in the palace.

(End of this chapter)