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Laurel carefully put the sleeping Mo Ronglin on the bed, bowed down from the foot, just turned around and saw the emperor come in from the door, she immediately made a gesture of silence.

With a smile, the emperor lifted his hand to untie the clasp on his robe. Laurel came to help and said in a low voice: "emperor, if your highness is noisy at night, you will call a slave. The slave is on duty tonight, and he is by the door."

The emperor, with a soft look, turned to the small figure on the bed. "He only knows you. It's going to be hard for you. Don't be on duty at night. Let Hao pingguan find someone to replace you."

"It's not hard," Yue GUI said with a smile as she undressed him. "It's a great honor to close the palace and let the slave catch it. Your highness remembers that the slave will be happy to death."

Laurel said, eyes and overflow of water, afraid of the emperor blame, quickly wipe eyes, raised eyebrow smile.

When she quits, Mo Rongshu walks slowly to the bedside, puts down his account, and lies down on the bed quietly. It's strange that Mo Ronglin, who was sleeping, suddenly opens his eyes and looks at him. What kind of a look it is, like anger, like strange, like resentment, like intimacy, like Bai Qianfan.

The little prince closed his eyes and fell asleep, but Mo Rongshu was still there. Before he lay down completely, he felt that his heart had been gripped by someone. The pain was so painful that tears came out instantly, and he could not help it any more. The sadness that he had endured for a long time poured down, shaking his shoulders and crying bitterly.

He was afraid of quarreling with Mo Ronglin. He bit his teeth and choked the sound of sobbing in his chest. But the room was too quiet, and any movement was magnified infinitely. Yuegui thought it was the little prince who cried, so he came to the bedside, "emperor, is it your highness..."

No one should answer her, but she clearly heard the suppressed cry, understood at once, and retreated from the room with an embarrassed look.

After a while, Mo Rongshu controlled his mood, wiped his face clean and breathed out a long breath.

At first, he didn't make waves in his heart about the letter sent by Nanyuan. After such a long time, if Bai Qianfan's mother and son were still alive, he would come to find himself. He believed that Bai Qianfan would get rid of all difficulties and come back to the palace. So why is it that the child is here but the mother is not?

The courtiers make trouble, and so does the harem. He looks on coldly, and everyone agrees to exchange the city for muronglin. Then he agrees with them. The only thing he can't understand is Nanyuan's intention. How dare that mysterious and closed country provoke Dongyue?

When the child came back, he looked like him. But when he saw the child for the first time, his heart was still a pool of stagnant water. He had a premonition at that time that blood was thicker than water. But I can see that Nanyuan had made a lot of efforts, and I don't know where to find a child so like him.

But it's also a fake. I'm not surprised because I'm prepared. There's an excuse for sending troops. Those garrisons on the border have been at ease for so long. It's time to drill with real guns and knives.

But what he didn't expect was that Nanyuan sent another child over. He still didn't care. It depends on what happened to Nanyuan, but it's true. Although Murong Lin waved his hand three times and four times, he still saw the little dragon under his hair. It's still hard to be found, but he recognized it at a glance. It's Murong Lin, it's his son. He looks at the born lin'er. He is always afraid of the lost lin'er in his arms. He softly calls him the baby's lin'er

At that time, he wanted to cry a little. He held on for a long time, until just now, the little child gave him a look, which made him lose his armor. Over the past year, he has built a wall of iron and steel to strengthen his heart, but the child's eyes opened a gap in him, revealing the softness that he did not dare to face.

As soon as the idea came out, he was crushed by him. He was afraid that he would be crazy and leave everything behind. He ran to find her regardless of everything. The child was alive. Where was his thousand sails? Whether they were also in Nanyuan or in other strange countries, no wonder he didn't find out. It turned out that their mother and son were not in East Vietnam.

He doesn't know if Bai Qianfan is still alive, but the return of Mo Ronglin gives him great hope.

All night long, he didn't sleep much. From time to time, he woke up and looked at the child. He was afraid that he would kick the quilt and that he would not sleep in a strange place.

Fortunately, Mo Ronglin probably inherited the application ability of Bai Qianfan. He slept soundly, turned over two bodies in the middle, and raised his small fist on his head like a child. Mo Rongshu looked at the familiar scene and felt very soft. A child without a mother is the most pitiful. When he was a child, he had a mother, which was similar to a child without a mother. So he knew the taste. He stuck to it and gently kissed the back of his head. It was so good that his little baby came back. I hope his big baby will come back soon. If the Bodhisattva can reunite the three members of their family, he will go to the temple to build a pure gold body for the Bodhisattva.

There are too many mysteries in his heart. Is Bai Qianfan still alive? If alive, where is she? How long has Mo Ronglin been separated from his mother? What has he experienced? Why is his eyes always gloomy and hostile to others

The next morning, the diligent emperor got up late. As soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately looked to his left. The little child was sleeping soundly in his arms, with a bright saliva running down the corner of his mouth.He was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth began to smile. Last night, he wanted to hold Mo Ronglin, but the child didn't hold him. He closed his eyes and waved his little arm to beat him. As a result, he slept in his arms in the morning.

When Hao pingguan heard the news, he immediately came forward to make an account. When the account was lifted up, he was stunned. The picture was so beautiful and warm that he didn't know what to do.

How long has it been since I saw the emperor's smile? Since Bai Qianfan left, the emperor has sealed himself up. He is always a sad and unhappy face, like a god standing in the sky. He is thousands of miles away from everyone. But as soon as his highness comes back, he immediately goes down to earth and becomes an ordinary father of Ai'er.

A master and a servant, one lying, one standing, all eyes on the little child, quietly appreciate his sleeping face.

I don't know how long it took for the child to move. His long eyelashes trembled a few times, which meant that he was about to wake up. The emperor immediately became nervous. Long time ago, muronglin woke up. If he saw that he was not Bai Qianfan, he would cry at once. When Bai Qianfan heard the sound, he would immediately run to the bedside to coax him. But now his mother is not here, he would be happy Can't cry?

It's not afraid of people's jokes. A king who is not afraid of everything is afraid of children's crying.

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