The only favorite evil and cute little egg concubine

Chapter 130
"Well, go down!"

"Your subordinate will leave." As soon as the words fell, the black shadow disappeared into the night sky.

"Ji Lie, this old man really fell in love with Ye Rumo, senior brother, am I really useless?" Mo Ziyu came to Yan Qing's place with a leisurely expression, dressed in luxurious purple clothes, eating a piece of white rice crisp. Beside him, he said in a melancholy tone.

Yan Qing stared at him coldly, "Did you realize that you are useless?"

"Brother always thinks so? I really failed to be the emperor." Mo Ziyu closed his eyes, and his face became sad.

"Mo Ziyu, you don't have to pretend to be a motherfucker for me. You really think I don't know because you want to sit back and enjoy what you get. No one can compare to you when it comes to city government and scheming."

"Brother, you really wronged me, am I that kind of person?" Mo Ziyu looked at Yan Qing innocently and blinked, his face became angry, as if he was really wronged.

Yan Qing glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, and sneered, "Don't you think you're not? Letting my people run errands for you, suffering hardships, and life-threatening at any time, your people are so delicious and delicious Asleep, don't care about you, who told me to accept you in the first place."

"Senior brother, why do we have to be so clear, and I was really cornered before I found you, my ability is really limited!"

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes, and approached Mo Ziyu, "Mo Ziyu, don't you want to get revenge on me for beating you up, so you deliberately asked me to clean up the mess for you, um, now that you think about it My trick was very premeditated, Mo Ziyu, you are quite courageous."

"Hehe." Mo Ziyu looked at him and smiled embarrassingly, stepped back, and said: "Brother, you are really getting further and further away, am I the kind of boring and wicked person? Not at all! Okay I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore, I'm going back to the palace first, oh, by the way, brother, you really want to kill Ye Rumo, right? Brother, if you want to kill him, wait until Ye Rumo leaves Nan Si Let's do it again!"

Yan Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold, "You put eyeliner in my palace, that's why you came to me in the middle of the night! Why don't you talk to me about something."

"Cough cough." Mo Ziyu coughed unnaturally, "I'm just a little curious about what life is like when senior brother has a son? I really have no other intentions, senior brother, I really should go back to the palace."

Glancing at Yan Qing timidly, Mo Ziyu gathered his spiritual energy and quickly flew out of the window. He had to leave quickly, otherwise he might be beaten up according to his senior brother's temperament, and he didn't want to face it on his birthday the day after tomorrow. All wounded.

Yan Qing stared coldly at Mo Ziyu's figure, curled his lips, and hit him with two spiritual energy, dare to put eyeliner in his house!

"Ah, brother, you're plotting against me." Mo Ziyu fell heavily to the ground with the sound of a landing. At first he thought he dodged his attack, and his heart was a little excited, but he didn't expect it to be two spiritual energy, mother. Yes, Yan Qing, a pervert, even calculated the time and direction of his hiding.

Ignoring Mo Ziyu, Yan Qing closed the window, then walked to the side of the bed, got on the bed lightly, and carefully hugged Yan Buli who was sleeping sprawled out.

Flicking the hair on her face, Yan Qing's eyes softened, and her fingertips gently stroked her cheeks, thinking of what she said in the bamboo forest today, her eyes darkened, Dan'er, he is used to it. Without your warmth, what would he do without you?
Autumn is high and the sun is cool, and the wind is breezy. Today is Mo Ziyu's 25th birthday. He has already ordered the people to have a banquet today. Anyone who eats in Jiuxiao Restaurant does not need to pay. There is a long queue at Jiuxiao Restaurant in the morning of the first day of the new year. Everyone was festive, chatting and laughing happily, and in an instant, Nancheng was full of noise, which can be described as extremely lively.

"Master, Emperor Mo issued this imperial decree last night, saying that the whole world should celebrate it, but Emperor Mo only gave him a plaque with his own inscription and sent it away. Lord, Emperor Mo is too wicked."

Chen Rang looked at Yan Qing with a cold face in his clothes, and carefully reported that if he didn't ask Mo Huang for money, Jiuxiao Restaurant would suffer a huge loss this time!The shopkeeper was already sweating profusely.

After buttoning up the clothes, Yan Qing took a cup of clean water aside and rinsed his mouth, then picked up a piece of tooth cleaning fruit on the jade plate and put it in his mouth, spit it out after a while, looked at Chen Rang , "Let the shopkeeper follow suit, no need to worry."

Chen Rang was taken aback for a moment, then realized that Master had a solution, and smiled knowingly, "Okay, Master, I will give orders now."

Looking at the back of Chen Rang leaving in a hurry, Yan Qing's eyes flickered, turned around, took the clothes at the side and walked to the bed, picked up Yan Buli who was curled up in the quilt, "Dan'er, get up gone."

Yan Buli groaned, frowned a little irritably, rubbed against his shoulder, and continued to sleep again.

Seeing her, Yan Qing sighed, picked up the clothes and put them on for her like this, the movements were very skillful, obviously it wasn't the first time he did this.

After dressing her up and washing her, Yan Buli was already fully awake, looked at Yan Qing and blinked, and took out the teeth cleaning fruit in his mouth, "Father, is it Uncle Emperor's birthday today?"

Hearing her words, Yan Qing looked over, "Well, what's the matter."

Holding her out of the inner room, she sat at the table of the Eight Immortals. The table had already prepared delicious meals, and Yan Qing picked up the bowls and chopsticks and started serving the dishes.

"If I go to pay his birthday wishes, will I have money?" Yan Buli yawned, rubbed his eyes, asked, picked up the rainbow milk he was sitting on and drank it.

A gleam flashed in Yan Qing's eyes, and he curled his lips into a smile.

The majestic and majestic palace shone golden under the sunshine. The carriages stopped at the entrance of the tall palace, and the high-ranking officials and ministers got off the carriages with their family members. They greeted each other in twos and threes. A harmonious harmony.

At this moment, a luxury carriage with a vaulted roof passed through them and sprinted straight to the palace gate. Everyone looked at the carriage with envy.

On the palace road, Ye Rumo played with the wrench on his left thumb, and looked at Cang Guyu with a smile, "Prince Cang, do you know who is in this carriage?"

Cang Guyu glanced at him coldly, didn't speak, and quickened his pace to get rid of him.

Looking at his back, Ye Rumo was not annoyed, and smiled and looked at the little eunuch who came to greet them, "Say, who is it?"

The little eunuch nodded, "Going back to the Seventh Prince, it's King Yan's carriage, and the emperor allowed King Yan to drive the carriage into the palace."

"Hehe, that's right!" Ye Rumo laughed lightly, frowned, and said in a long tone, "Your Majesty really dotes on King Yan!"

In Ming Yu Palace, Mo Ziyu leaned on the soft couch and drank tea gracefully, put down the teacup in his hand, Mo Ziyu looked up at Wang Wenrou who was beside him, "Has King Yan entered the palace yet?"

(End of this chapter)