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Chapter 344 The one who won, slept with mother in his arms (third shift)

As soon as he entered Guanghe Hall, Mo Ran first inspected his new territory like a small animal, with a pair of small hands on his back, and commented on Feng Junchu, "No taste."

Feng Junchu did not deny it, and squinted at the little man, "They are all old things from the previous dynasty, so of course they have no taste. When my Shenlongtai is completed, you will know what is the ultimate in the world!"

Mo Ran didn't care whether it was extreme or not, and jumped onto the bed with his shoes on again, jumping up and down, "What a broken bed, it's so hard."

Feng Junchu put his hands behind his back, raised his jaw slightly, "That's my imperial bed, if it's too hard, get down!"

"Hmph! Who cares!" Mo Ran was really a child, so he really went down.

Feng Junchu said to Bai Jingjing who was waiting outside: "Old Bai, go, find a side hall for the princess I picked up halfway."

Before Bai Jingjing outside could agree, Mo Ran screamed and hugged Xiao Lian's thigh, "I don't want it! I want to sleep with my mother!"

"I share the bed with Concubine Long!"

"I don't care who you sleep with, anyway, I want to sleep with mother!" Mo Ran hugged Xiao Lian, raised her head and acted like a baby, "Is it mother?"

Xiao Lian watched the excitement for a long time, and was enjoying it. He still felt that a handful of melon seeds were missing in his hand, so he smiled honestly, "Okay, everyone, together."

Feng Junchu: "No way!"

Mo Ran: "No way!"

……

The last three people didn't know when they were fighting, and finally Mo Ran was tired and fell asleep in Xiao Lian's arms, and the war came to an end.

In the early morning, Feng Junchu turned over habitually, trying to pull Xiao Lian into his arms to hug him, but the person who caught him was much smaller.

He opened his eyes, and it turned out to be Mo Ran, a small ball, squeezed between him and Xiao Lian at some point, facing him in a mysterious way, soundly asleep.

She must have had a sweet dream, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her small mouth was pursed and she was smiling while sleeping.

Feng Junchu looked at her eyebrows and eyes, and always had a feeling of deja vu, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.

This beautiful little person is snuggled up beside him, small, warm, light and soft, making one involuntarily want to hold her in the palm of his hand.

Feng Junchu was fascinated, raised his eyes inadvertently, and found that Xiao Lian had also woken up, looking at the two of them at the other end, so he hurriedly got up, "Change clothes."

Afterwards, as if fleeing, he was hurriedly served by the palace servants, changed into the imperial robe and crown, and ran away.

……

This whole day, Xiao Lian's life was extremely quiet.

Mo Ran hadn't been seen since getting up in the morning. Although Feng Junchu was unexpectedly not so busy and left court early, he never came back.

She suddenly felt so bored, but with the Yingluo on her body, she could only lie down and rest like a sick child.

Until noon, Xiao Lian finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked someone to call Bai Jingjing, "Old Bai, where is the Emperor?"

Bai Jingjing smiled and said: "My Majesty, the emperor has gone to the hunting ground."

"Oh, then have you seen the little princess you brought back last night?"

"Together."

Bai Jing wiped away the sweat.

Naturally, he couldn't tell Xiao Lian that the little girl bumped into Feng Junchu's guard of honor early in the morning, stood in front of the royal driver with her waist pinched, pointed at their emperor's nose, and said that she would fight to the death for her mother and win. The one who got it, you can sleep with your mother in your arms!

To everyone's surprise, the emperor was willing to fight.

What surprised everyone even more was that the little girl who was half a person tall was able to fight the mighty Jiuzhou No. [-] sword, and the outcome was hard to tell.

Therefore, everyone could only watch helplessly as Feng Junchu and Mo Ran climbed the eaves of the red wall paved with thick snow, all the way out of the imperial city, and went straight to the Yuyuan hunting ground.

……

At this time, deep in the thick snow shell, two people were ambushing, one was dressed in black and silver robes, the other was covered in snow, one was big and the other was small.

Just as Mo Ran was about to raise his head to take a peek, Feng Junchu slapped him down, "Don't move, move and run away."

So Mo Ran really lowered his head and remained motionless, with a pair of big eyes turning around nervously.

"Can you really catch it?" She asked in a low voice.

"Hush!" Feng Junchu put a finger on his lips, signaling her to keep quiet.

Mo Ran immediately shut up and waited obediently.

Suddenly, not far away, there was a fierce flapping sound.

"Caught it!" Feng Junchu quickly jumped out of the snow shell, and Mo Ran also climbed out.

A pheasant!
Feng Junchu caught the prey out of the simple trap.

Mo Ran jumped and clapped his hands, "What a beautiful feather, can you give it to me?"

"No." Feng Jun's face turned cold.

Mo Ran raised his foot and stomped on his foot, "Don't let it fall."

Feng Junchu let her step on it, and didn't care about the crowing of the pheasant in his hand. He directly pulled out the three most beautiful tail feathers, and shook them in front of Mo Ran, "Call Father, I will give you one."

"Really?" Mo ran a pair of eyes, looking at him suddenly.

"real."

"Father!" Mo Ran was unequivocal.

Feng Junchu suddenly felt that his father seemed worthless, but the words had already been spoken, so he had no choice but to choose the relatively dimmest one among the three, "Here."

"I want that one!" Mo Ran yelled to snatch the longest and greenest tail feather.

Feng Junchu raised the pheasant feathers in his hand and avoided her hand, "Call once, and I will give you one. Crow three times, and I will give you all."

Mo Ran jumped up and down, "Father! Father! Father...!" She yelled a series of words, then waited impatiently.

Feng Junchu kept the emerald one in his hand, and handed over the other one first. As expected, Mo Ran was very unhappy immediately.

He then waved the last one in front of her, "Turn around."

"What do you want to do?"

"Tell you to turn, you turn, now that I am your father, will I still harm you?"

Mo Ran was right when he thought about it, so he really turned around.

Feng Junchu raised his hand, and carefully inserted the emerald long feather into her hair, "In the past, in the country of Feng, there would be a grand hunting competition every autumn among the people, and all the hunters would put a beautiful feather in their hair. feathers, and the more prey he shoots, the longer the feathers on that head will be."

He turned the little man around and looked left and right, "The one that is so long above your head should be the best hunter in the country."

Mo Ran was pleasantly surprised: "Really?"

Feng Jun Chu Zheng nodded, "Really."

He clearly made it up to coax her to play, but he made it serious.

"You won't lie to me?" Mo Ran stroked the emerald feathers on his head, feeling a little puzzled.

"I said that there will be an emperor of Jiuzhou, and if I say there is, there must be."

Mo Ran blinked, "Then next autumn, can you take me there? I will be the best hunter in Jiuzhou!"

"it is good!"

"It's a deal!" Mo Ran stretched out her little finger, waiting for Feng Junchu to pull the hook.

Feng Junchu put his hands behind his back, "I am the emperor, I have a golden mouth and jade teeth, and I promise what I say, what hook!"

But Moran still waited for him stubbornly, "No, I have to pull the hook. My mother often lied to me. I never trust you adults."

Feng Junchu hesitated for a moment, stretched out his little finger, hooked it together with her little finger, looked at her flushed little face, "Now, are you satisfied?"

Mo Ran looked up at him, "Yes, father!"

Her voice was tender and soft, greasy every day, Feng Junchu's heart was as if a piece of sugar had been melted in an instant, soft and sweet.

Feng Junchu leaned over slightly, looked at Mo Ran, "There are a lot of interesting things in the hunting ground, do you want to see them?"

"Okay!"

……

After playing this game, Feng Junchu didn't return to Guanghe Hall until it was dark, holding Moran in his arms who was already paralyzed from playing and sleeping in the dark.

He was afraid of waking her up, so he didn't let the father-in-law who came out to meet her pick him up. Instead, he directly put her back on the bed, covered her with the quilt, sat by the bed and looked at it for a while, and then went back to the front study to review the day. Backlog of memorials.

Xiao Lian has been watching from the beginning to the end, and his heart is a little heavy.

Even when Feng Junchu was most tired of her, he never ignored state affairs for a day, but now he stayed with Mo Ran for a whole day.

Did they live too happily, blissfully forgot the existence of that love disaster?

In this life, if his wife and children finish walking hot on the kang, he will be happy and happy, but what will he do in the future?

He may never go back!
This night, Mo Ran was still sleeping between the two of them, the only difference was that Feng Junchu's face was always facing Mo Ran.

In the early morning of the second day, Feng Junchu went to court, and before leaving, he bent down and stared at Mo Ran who was still asleep for a long time, his eyes kept rolling on her face, but after looking and looking, he still couldn't hold back the kiss In the forehead, after all, she is not his own daughter, and Xiao Lian is at the side, he always wants to avoid suspicion.

(End of this chapter)