black belly son god doctor mother

Chapter 342
"I heard that the eldest prince of Xixia was assassinated, and he still can't wake up now."

"I heard that Mr. Wu Mingzi will appear on the Laba Festival. Is it true?"

"..."

The most discussed topic in the imperial city recently.

Xiao Mo opened the curtain a little bit, looked out, heard the voice of the discussion, couldn't help but turned around and said to Xue Wushuang, "Mother, is it true that Ximen Qing can't get up?"

It's good that Xiao Mo didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Xue Wushuang thought of the scene yesterday.

She couldn't help holding her forehead, sighed and said, "He's just pretending."

"I see." Xiao Mo nodded thoughtfully, and continued to look out.

Seeing the children playing in groups outside Chengquan, Xiao Mo thought about meeting that little cousin later, his first little friend.

Xue Wushuang had asked someone to send the post to Lord Hou's mansion earlier, and now that they have passed, the people over there should be ready.

After more than half an hour, Xue Wushuang and Xiao Mo arrived at Guhou Ye's Mansion.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the mansion, the two guards had already gone to report with sharp eyes. As soon as Xue Wushuang and Xiao Mo got off the carriage, the housekeeper came to receive them.

"It's Miss Wushuang and Young Master Xiaomo." The housekeeper said politely.

Xue Wushuang nodded and said, "I'm really ashamed that I didn't visit my grandfather these days after I came back. I wonder if my grandfather is in the mansion?"

The housekeeper nodded and said, "The old master is here, and so is the young master. Even the second young master has gone out, but the young second master is here."

These words were an explanation to the people in the Hou's mansion, Xue Wushuang smiled at the butler, and the butler led them in.

It's just...just walking to the front yard, Xue Wushuang wondered if the way she opened it was wrong.

Why is this scene so familiar.

There is a martial arts training ground in the middle of the courtyard in the front yard, and there is a white-haired old man waving a long stick on the training ground.

snort!snort!ha!Xi!
snort!snort!ha!Xi!
Xue Wushuang stopped walking forward, and three black lines couldn't help falling from her forehead.

Xiao Mo's face was slightly stiff, and he couldn't laugh when he looked at the person in front of him.

At this time, the butler had already come to the training ground, and respectfully said to the people on the ground, "Master, people are here."

Hearing the sound, Lord Guhou grasped the long stick in his hand and stood on the spot.

He looked at Xue Wushuang and Xiao Mo, and finally his eyes fell on Xue Wushuang, "Have you warmed up today?"

Xue Wushuang was slightly startled, she knew...

"Come here." Master Gu Hou took out a long stick from the shelf beside him without saying a word, and threw it over to Xue Wushuang.

Xue Wushuang held the stick steadily, lowered her head and sighed, then walked to the training ground.

Xiao Mo took a step back consciously.

As soon as Xue Wushuang stepped into the martial arts training ground, Master Gu had already charged up with a long stick, without giving Xue Wushuang any time to prepare.

The two have already sparred.

Xiao Mo stared at the ancient Marquis, but he was not worried that Xue Wushuang would get hurt at all.He is so old for Lord Guhou, he is definitely not enough for his mother to beat him.

When the two were discussing each other, a little boy walked over swaggeringly, and Xiao Mo turned his head when he heard the footsteps.

About five or six years old, about the same height as him.

The chin is raised, the nostrils are turned up, and the eyes are downcast. With this arrogant look, Xiao Mo knows who the person in front of him is without even thinking about it.

"Little cousin!"

(End of this chapter)