Chapter 1108

Walking alone in Chang'an Street, people come and go, noisy, but no one can arouse the warmth of his heart. Jun Mo's white hair and vicissitudes of life have attracted countless people's eyes.

Now everyone knows that the princess of the moon is missing, and the king of the moon is white haired a year later. Although everyone is watching him, no one dares to say a word.

The loneliness and coldness of the king of the moon were daunting.

In recent years, under the management of Jun Mo Yu, Chang'an City has become more prosperous than before. Even there are few beggars on the street. At the moment, at the junction of the road, there was a little baby sitting there with her knees in her arms. There was an empty broken bowl in front of her. She looked very pitiful.

And the place you pass by, even in the scorching sun, can still make people feel a bit cold, and this little baby with low head may also notice the strange atmosphere on the street, can't help but slowly raise his head. The bright starry black eyes, black and bright, grape like black pupil in the long thick eyelashes blink a few times, Gu Lu Lu turned two circles.

The face was swarthy, even Xiao Pang's hands were dirty. Looking at Jun Mo Yan who is getting closer and closer, the baby takes out a piece of folded and unshaped drawing paper in her small chest. After a quick look, she puts it back in her chest again.

The next moment, with a small mouth, he patted his dirty clothes, picked up the broken bowl on the ground, and staggered forward, and the direction was straight to Jun Mo Yan.

Looking at the distant way back to the mansion, Jun Mo Yan seemed to have no end. Now without her in the house, where is home!

Suddenly, there was a slight change in his knee. Just when Jun Mo Yan suddenly turned into a cold momentum and wanted to get out of his leg, the voice of Nuo Nuo rang out. When he looked down, he was really stunned -

"corn, I'm hungry!"

The little baby is not even as tall as Jun Mo Yan's knee. Her eyes are shining and her head is looking at him. Her black hands hold Jun Mo Yan's clothes tightly, and her black fingerprints are printed instantly.

At this moment, the pedestrians on the street also gradually stop and mourn for the little baby. Who dares to be disrespectful to the king of the moon in today's world? The dirty little baby will come to a better end than the servants in the palace!

Unexpectedly, Jun Mo Yan didn't do anything. Just staring at the little baby's eyes, a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart shocked his cold and boundless heart.

The big round eyes, the thick eyelashes, the shape of the Phoenix eyes, and the small diamond mouth were too familiar with him. He was so familiar with the pain that let him eat his heart.

"You..."

Inadvertently, Jun Mo Yan, who had been cold-hearted for a long time, opened and closed his lips like this. Even he didn't know why. Seeing the baby's appearance, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"Corn, hungry Have a meal

The little baby holds the empty bowl in her hand and says to Jun Mo Yan. Her big eyes are bright. No one can resist such eyes.

Once again, Jun Mo Yan squatted down before his reason and looked at the baby on the same level. His expression was not warm. He looked around and asked, "how are you alone?"

How many days did the little doll stay in Chang'an Street alone? Looking at his clothes, he should be a little beggar, but as early as a year ago, there were almost no beggars in Chang'an city.

I don't doubt it's fake, but the baby is only two or three years old, and she is really unaccompanied.

"Corn Hungry... "

The little baby is still holding the broken bowl, and her eyes are staring at Jun Mo Yan for a moment. It seems that she is young, and she doesn't know how to answer his questions. She only knows that she is hungry!

After three years, on this day, on Chang'an Street, Jun Mo Yan had not seen him for a long time. He showed a smile with his heart. He didn't mind the little baby's dirty appearance. In everyone's eyes, he directly held him in his arms. The direction was the Moon Palace.

On the other hand, the little baby's innocent and cute face flashed a sense of relief, and then he lay down in Jun Mo Yan's arms. When he passed an alley, the little black hand on Jun Mo Yan's shoulder shook, but it all happened in an instant, which made people feel it.

In Yuewang mansion, when Jun Mo Yan came back with a little smile and a dirty little boy in his arms, all the servants were almost the same dumbfounded.

Who can believe that after three years, Yuewang suddenly became similar to three years ago because of a child? And this kid looks like a little beggar.

"Mo Feng, order people to prepare meals, the more the better!"

Jun Mo Yan did not squint, eyes glued to the baby's face, can not say why, this is not clear gender baby is so suddenly aroused his heart a soft.

"Ah? Oh, yes

Mo Feng is stupefied to look at Jun Mo Yan to embrace small baby directly into contain Xuan ge of time, haven't slow down strength to come. Silly push around the Mo Yu, said: "Hello, hit me!"

BangBack of the head was mercilessly a burst chestnut, directly to the ink wind muddled! Leng Leng turned his head, followed by a slap on the forehead of Mo Yu, the vicious tone blurted out: "you hit me for what?"

Mo Yu wants to cry and looks at Mo Feng without tears. He covers his head and is in a mess in the wind "Didn't you let me?"

"Go away! It's just a lie

Mo Feng stares at Mo Yu fiercely, and then shakes his head in disbelief. As he walks, he grabs the servant who is passing by and asks him what he just did. He decides again whether he is right.

In hanxuan Pavilion, Jun Mo Yan is holding a baby. Although his clothes are dirty, there is no smell. On the contrary, the unique smell of milk makes you feel pity.

"Qiao Rou, clean him up!"

In Qiao Rou's dazed look, Jun Mo Yan gave the baby to her directly, and then walked out of the room. His skirt was full of black fingerprints, so he had to change one.

The rest of qiaorou in hanxuan pavilion looks at the baby at a loss. In hanxuan Pavilion, three years ago, it was granted as a forbidden area by the third master. Except for the usual cleaning, no one walked into it at all.

But what's the situation today? Not only did someone come in, but also the third master wanted her to clean the baby in hanxuan Pavilion?!

Full of mist and water of Qiao Rou, also don't delay. Now we have to follow orders. When all the hot water in the tub was ready, the little baby watched Qiao Rou holding him to the smoke filled tub. The soft voice said, "aunt Qiao, I want to wash myself!"

Little baby's voice is not so tender, every sentence seems to touch people's heart. Qiao Rou shakes her head with a smile: "it's OK, aunt Qiao will help you!"

"No!"

Little baby seems to be very determined, shaking his head, some refuse to Qiao Rou, slowly babbling very seriously: "Qiao aunt, I'm a little man, I want to wash myself!"

Qiao Rou was stunned and couldn't help looking up and down at the little baby. According to his current situation, he couldn't tell whether it was a boy or a girl. Except for the moist and red mouth, the other parts of his face were dirty.

At such a young age, he knew there was a gender distinction.

Qiao Rou, who was about to speak, was interrupted by the baby again: "aunt Qiao, Xiao Bao wants to wash herself! Sure

Seeing his insistence, Qiao Rou, who had no contact with children, couldn't help making a mistake. After thinking for a moment, she said in an extremely uncertain tone: "your name is Xiao Bao. Are you sure you can wash it yourself?"

"Yes! My mother said, "the little man is strong and can do anything!"

Little baby nodded heavily, even his mother's words were moved out. This makes qiaorou feel embarrassed and sigh. He can't help nodding his head and saying, "OK, you wash it yourself, and aunt Qiao is waiting for you outside. If you have anything, please call aunt Qiao. Do you know?"

"Thank you, aunt Qiao. That's very kind of you."

The baby named Xiaobao breaks away from qiaorou and twists her hands in front of her. In this way, she has to wait for qiaorou to go out before she takes a bath.

In desperation, Qiao Rou exits the screen behind the bath bucket, goes to the door and waits outside. Behind the screen, Xiao Bao shouts, "aunt Qiao, you are not allowed to peek at Ao!"

"Good!"

Qiao Rou is quite helpless should a, only feel so small baby, unexpectedly have so much careful thinking, not to be underestimated!

Behind the screen, the hot water in the not too big bath bucket is emitting white smoke, and the considerate Qiao Rou has also placed a small stool in the bath bucket to cushion the height. At this time, he is left with his own little treasure, and his black eyes keep turning.

Later, some of them took off their dirty clothes with their young hands. The little body was different from the dirty black of the little face and hands. On the contrary, it was as white as jade, with baby fat and sweet and greasy milk fragrance.

As he sat in the bath bucket, he could not help grabbing out the rice paper and pouting at the man drawn on it. His small eyebrows were frowning, his white hands supported his chin and murmured, "it's black hair, why it's white?"

The little face washed by hot water, with a touch of confusion and doubt, tilted his head and thought carefully. And the little face reflected from the bath bucket, only two or three years old, actually has an amazing appearance.

The black and round eyes of the Phoenix, the bridge of the nose of a high flying dragonfly, the small mouth of a diamond, the skin that can be broken by blowing, and a little baby fat, are extremely lovely and pitiable.

, as like as two peas, is the most prominent thing about the blood nevus, which is buried in the left corner of the eye. It is almost the same as that of Mo Yan.

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when Xiao Bao's call rings, Qiao Rou walks into the screen with Mo Lei's new clothes, and she is in a daze again.

I couldn't see his face clearly before, but now when he washed away the dirt, I didn't expect that he was such a child carved with powder and jade. The moist eyes of the grapes were more and more crystal clear under the hot water.The only drawback is that there seems to be a scar under the left corner of the eye. However, the child is naughty and may have suffered a lot outside. A little injury can be ignored.

"Xiao Bao, aunt Qiao will dress you!"

"Thank you, aunt Qiao!"

This time, Xiaobao was extremely obedient and allowed qiaorou to dress him. He was dressed in a blue brocade robe, which was tightly tied to his body. His small appearance was set off by the dress, and his red face was eager for a kiss.

It's undeniable that Qiao Rou doesn't know why. At first sight, she feels familiar with Xiao Bao, but she can't remember where she met him.

Cute and sensible children always win the favor of adults. This is especially true for the doll, whose origin is unknown but who has broken the three-year silence of the third master.

This is not, at the moment, Xiaobao is taken out of hanxuan Pavilion by Qiao rou. At the door, there are four door gods, wind and rain, thunder and lightning. The hungry wolf's eyes make Xiaobao smile, "how are you

The four of them were blinded by his smile. They nodded at the same time: "good!"

Xiaobao looks at the four people's silly appearance and smiles more and more happily. Under the sunlight, Xiaobao's face is bright and almost rippling in everyone's heart.

"What to do?"

The body is noisy and warm. There was a cold question coming from the entrance of hanxuan Pavilion. The four of them suddenly came back to their senses and nodded in silence. They could not say that they were shocked by a lovely baby with pink carving and jade carving! What a shame!

"Corn, hold!"

As soon as Jun Mo Yan appeared, he changed into a white robe, and the little blue figure immediately let go of Qiao Rou's hand and ran to him with a cry.

Sizzling -

the other people couldn't help but take in the cold air. The baby was so desperate that she dared to run directly to the third master. In the past three years, we should know how many people who accidentally brush with the third master have died.

This side of fear is rising, and that side Jun Mo Yan has leaned forward, will run to the body in front of Xiaobao directly holding the arm in his arms.

And low Mou looking at oneself in the bosom of flapping the small thing of the eye, stay, Leng, also painful.

At this moment, he finally understood why he felt that this little thing could evoke his soft feelings and approach his cold body.

This little face, how much like xuan'er!

The Phoenix eyes, the Ling lips, the eyebrows, and the small scar under the corner of the eye also reminded him that it was just a little beggar picked up from the street.

"Is the meal ready?"

Repressing his emotions, Jun Mo Yan's iron arm forcefully embraces Xiaobao in his arms. His small body is so soft that it makes people tremble, for fear that a force will break it.

And Mo Feng nodded stupidly, "ready!"

What a surprise. There are more accidents happening today than in the past three years. If someone says that the sun will rise in the west tomorrow, he will think that is the truth!

On the stone table in front of hanxuan Pavilion, there are all kinds of delicious food, dim sum, cold dishes, chicken, duck, fish and so on. How can a child finish all the food? Besides, there are still several teeth in his mouth.

But Jun Mo Yan ignored the other people's eyes, put Xiaobao on his leg, sat down on the stone bench, picked up chopsticks and fed Xiaobao.

Xiaobao's black grape like eyes, looking at Jun Mo Yan for a moment, let him serve for himself, and the little hand also gradually touched Jun Mo Yan's silver wire hanging on his shoulder.

"What's the matter with you, broomcorn? Hair? "

"Nothing!" Jun Mo Yan smile to right, and the peach blossom eyes deep is bitter overlapping, whirling in the eye.

Seriously looking at Jun Mo Yan, Xiaobao said again, "are you not happy

Jun Moyan shook his head: "no!"

Concise answer, people can't find out his real mood or mind, and Xiaobao chewed the food in his mouth, raised his head again and asked: "corn, are you married?"

Hearing this, Jun Mo Yan's body was obviously stiff, and his eyebrows were light, "kid, do you know what marriage is?"

"I know! My mother said that two people who love each other get married together, and then there will be Xiaobao! " Xiaobao's words are innocent, but this ignorance makes you close your eyes.

People in love Xuan'er

"Is your name Xiao Bao? Your family, tell Uncle, uncle help you find them

Jun Mo Yan sighed bitterly, and then patted Xiaobao on the back to hide his heart. Such a small child, if lost, how anxious his family should be.

At the moment, in the face of Xiaobao, Jun Mo Yan totally ignores the coldness and heartlessness he has become in the past three years. Instead, he puts himself in Xiaobao's shoes."My name is Jun Mu Xiaobao, I'm sleepy! "

When he said this, Xiaobao lowered his head vaguely. He looked a little tired. Junmo Yan patted him and said in a soft voice: "sleep! Xiaobao

At the moment, if people who don't know what happened, they will definitely think it's father's kindness and son's filial piety. At the moment, everyone ignores one thing, that is, the doll who claims to be mu Xiaobao doesn't answer Jun Mo Yan's question at all. On the contrary, it changes the topic very implicitly.

Soon, Xiaobao's face was flushed, his breath became steady, and he slept soundly. In front of hanxuan Pavilion, sweet scented osmanthus trees scatter petals in the breeze, and rain falls on Junmo Yan's side. One big and one small is quiet, and the picture is beautiful and peaceful.

"Mo Feng, send someone to check, but someone surnamed Mu lost his child!"

Not a moment, Jun Mo Yan whispered to the wind and rain thunder who had already become a sculpture behind him, and Mo Feng blinked his eyes and nodded in a daze: "I obey you!"

"Keep it down!"

Murmured to drink to reprimand a, the gentleman Mo Yan Li Mou throws to Mo Feng a warning look, then turn a head to looking at the steady little fellow that sleep in the bosom, the side of the mouth rippled a soft to extremely smile.

Mu Xiaobao What a wonderful child!

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one day is fleeting. When night comes, the air of Yuewang mansion is full of sweet smell of osmanthus, and Mu Xiaobao is sober at dinner. He smashes his mouth twice and opens his big eyes. His purpose is to close his eyes and lie asleep.

Small body slowly turn over, little finger a little bit forward, poke chest, nod, very hard! Not as soft as my mother.

Touch again the chin that is suffused with cyan, frown up small brow, the light that does not live pokes. Touch your own, feel different, continue!

"Awake?"

And this did not sleep Jun Mo Yan, in Xiaobao's action, also had to open his eyes helplessly looking at him, this small East son in his face mischief, really is not afraid of him!

"Shu, you haven't told Xiao Bao what happened to your hair?"

Xiaobao frowned and stretched out his hand to pull up Jun Mo Yan's white hair, which was scattered on the pillow. It had a clear root and a silver luster. It was really good-looking, but how could it be done?

Jun Mo Yan fished the little thing in his arms and held his soft body. The inexplicable emotion bullied him again. In his hoarse voice, he said: "because the corn lost the most important person, so his hair became white!"

"Oh..."

Hearing this, Xiaobao suddenly felt a little depressed. Her mouth pouted out and her eyes were moist. She said, "my mother also said that Xiaobao is the most important person for her. Now that she has lost Xiaobao, will she..."

The little thing is very smart, and his ability to draw inferences from one instance is not bad. When he heard this, he immediately thought of what his mother had told him. He began to worry and feel sad again.

"No! Millet will help you find your mother, Xiao Bao, don't worry! "

Taking a deep breath, Xiaobao leans on Junmo Yan's arms and allows him to hold himself. His big eyes are shining with wisdom. He deliberately asks, "don't you have any children, millet?"

"No!"

"Did you get married?"

"Yes!"

Chi Liu for a while, Xiao Bao, like a little loach, ran up from Jun Mo Yan's arms. He looked at Jun Mo Yan with black eyes, but he was still a little nervous. "How many times have you been married, Shu Shu?"

Jun Mo Yan slightly stunned, smile again tight hoop his small body, "once, only once!"

"Oh..."

Xiao Bao's eyes turned and he couldn't help looking happy. In this way, his mother's original worries were superfluous!

Dong Dong Dong -

at this moment, in hanxuan Pavilion, when Jun Mo Yan is resting on the bed with Xiaobao in his arms, there is a knock on the door at the right time.

"Say it

Even if the appearance of Xiaobao breaks Jun Mo Yan's long silence, the door of hanxuan Pavilion is still not allowed for outsiders to enter.

"Third Master, my subordinates have checked. There is no family with Mu surname in Chang'an City, and no family has lost their children recently!" Mo Feng tells Jun Mo Yan all the results of the afternoon's investigation outside the door, and he can't help wondering, if the baby is a beggar, how does he survive?!

"Go down!"

Jun Mo Yan sighed and sat up with Xiaobao in his arms. He asked seriously, "Xiaobao, do you remember where your home is?"

Xiaobao shook his head with low eyes and his mouth seemed to be very melancholy: "I don't remember!"

"What about your mother and father?"

Just as Xiaobao was about to speak, the door of hanxuan pavilion was suddenly knocked open. Jun Mo Yan's breath was cold. When he saw the visitor, he could not help sighing, "what's the matter, second brother?"

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