Mengfei Qiqi
Chapter 105 After 8 years, meet again 7
Chapter 105 Eight years later, we meet again 7
Murong Hongyu, who was sitting next to him, followed his gaze and glanced at the ring below. Although he didn't speak, his expression agreed with Ye Chengan's words.
"Han Qing, what do you think??" Mo Xiuzhu, who had been sitting beside him holding a long fan and fanning the wind gracefully, turned his head and asked Mo Hanqing beside him.
Mo Hanqing held a white jade teacup in his fair and slender hand, took a sip unhurriedly, then glanced lightly at Mo Xiuzhu, and said in a cool voice, "Call me Uncle Huang."
"..." The smile on Mo Xiuzhu's face suddenly froze.
Ye Chengan and Murong Hongyu, who were sitting next to them, continued to drink tea with expressions of understanding.
"No." The fan in Mo Xiuzhu's hand accelerated, and he refused very flatly: "You are obviously the same size as me, so I don't want to call you uncle."
"Oh..." Mo Hanqing slowly put down the teacup in his hand, raised a pair of dark and deep eyes, and looked at Mo Xiuzhu who was sitting beside him. All of them said coolly: "I don't mind beating until you call me."
"..." The expression on Mo Xiuzhu's face became even more rigid.
Ye Chengan and Murong Hongyu couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
"Don't laugh!" Mo Xiuzhu turned his head and gave the two friends beside him a hard look.
They are about the same age next year, and they call each other by first name on weekdays.
But in terms of seniority, Mo Hanqing is his father's younger brother. Although they are about the same size, he has to call him uncle.
It's just that, under normal circumstances, when he called him Han Qing, he didn't respond at all, but now he suddenly asked him to call him Emperor Uncle... That can only explain one problem...
Mo Xiuzhu stared at the two friends beside him for a while, and when they stopped laughing, he lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with him?? Has he been in a bad mood recently?"
"Who knows..." Ye Chengan spread his hands and said with a helpless expression: "You are always in the palace and can't come out. Hong Yu and I have been bullied by him for nearly half a month."
After Murong Hongyu heard Ye Chengan's words, he turned his head to look at Mo Xiuzhu, and nodded expressionlessly, as acquiescence.
Mo Xiuzhu immediately looked at them with sympathy, then bowed his head and drank his tea without speaking.
Experience from childhood to adulthood told him that when Mo Hanqing is in a bad mood, he must never go over and provoke him...
Otherwise... there is only one word for the end - Miserable.
Just when he was trying to reduce his sense of existence, Mo Hanqing, who had been looking at the ring below, suddenly called out lightly: "Nephew."
Mo Xiuzhu was startled, and it took him a while to realize that he was calling himself.
"Hey...Uncle Emperor...what's the matter??" He hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head, looked at Mo Hanqing with a smile on his face and asked.
"puff……"
"Ha ha……"
Ye Chengan and Murong Hongyu who were sitting beside them finally couldn't help laughing.
Mo Xiuzhu glared at the two of them secretly, then continued to look at Mo Hanqing who was expressionless in front of him, and asked like a dog: "Why is the emperor calling me?"
"Who do you think the following two people... will win??" Mo Hanqing withdrew her gaze from the ring, turned her head, looked at him and asked.
(End of this chapter)
Murong Hongyu, who was sitting next to him, followed his gaze and glanced at the ring below. Although he didn't speak, his expression agreed with Ye Chengan's words.
"Han Qing, what do you think??" Mo Xiuzhu, who had been sitting beside him holding a long fan and fanning the wind gracefully, turned his head and asked Mo Hanqing beside him.
Mo Hanqing held a white jade teacup in his fair and slender hand, took a sip unhurriedly, then glanced lightly at Mo Xiuzhu, and said in a cool voice, "Call me Uncle Huang."
"..." The smile on Mo Xiuzhu's face suddenly froze.
Ye Chengan and Murong Hongyu, who were sitting next to them, continued to drink tea with expressions of understanding.
"No." The fan in Mo Xiuzhu's hand accelerated, and he refused very flatly: "You are obviously the same size as me, so I don't want to call you uncle."
"Oh..." Mo Hanqing slowly put down the teacup in his hand, raised a pair of dark and deep eyes, and looked at Mo Xiuzhu who was sitting beside him. All of them said coolly: "I don't mind beating until you call me."
"..." The expression on Mo Xiuzhu's face became even more rigid.
Ye Chengan and Murong Hongyu couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
"Don't laugh!" Mo Xiuzhu turned his head and gave the two friends beside him a hard look.
They are about the same age next year, and they call each other by first name on weekdays.
But in terms of seniority, Mo Hanqing is his father's younger brother. Although they are about the same size, he has to call him uncle.
It's just that, under normal circumstances, when he called him Han Qing, he didn't respond at all, but now he suddenly asked him to call him Emperor Uncle... That can only explain one problem...
Mo Xiuzhu stared at the two friends beside him for a while, and when they stopped laughing, he lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with him?? Has he been in a bad mood recently?"
"Who knows..." Ye Chengan spread his hands and said with a helpless expression: "You are always in the palace and can't come out. Hong Yu and I have been bullied by him for nearly half a month."
After Murong Hongyu heard Ye Chengan's words, he turned his head to look at Mo Xiuzhu, and nodded expressionlessly, as acquiescence.
Mo Xiuzhu immediately looked at them with sympathy, then bowed his head and drank his tea without speaking.
Experience from childhood to adulthood told him that when Mo Hanqing is in a bad mood, he must never go over and provoke him...
Otherwise... there is only one word for the end - Miserable.
Just when he was trying to reduce his sense of existence, Mo Hanqing, who had been looking at the ring below, suddenly called out lightly: "Nephew."
Mo Xiuzhu was startled, and it took him a while to realize that he was calling himself.
"Hey...Uncle Emperor...what's the matter??" He hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head, looked at Mo Hanqing with a smile on his face and asked.
"puff……"
"Ha ha……"
Ye Chengan and Murong Hongyu who were sitting beside them finally couldn't help laughing.
Mo Xiuzhu glared at the two of them secretly, then continued to look at Mo Hanqing who was expressionless in front of him, and asked like a dog: "Why is the emperor calling me?"
"Who do you think the following two people... will win??" Mo Hanqing withdrew her gaze from the ring, turned her head, looked at him and asked.
(End of this chapter)
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