Mo Xiaobao frowned and thought for a while before saying, "Alright, then I still want to be Prince Ding first!" If he did not step on his Imperial Father, how could he stand up again? There was no need to think about being the Emperor. Mo Xiaobao confidently calculated in his heart.
Mo Suiyun ate the fragrant dishes on the table while saying, "What if you don't become Prince Ding, what will you do?"
Mo Xiaobao looked at him strangely and said, "Why won't I become Prince Ding?"
"Isn't there a little prince in the Prince Ding Mansion?" Mo Suiyun said casually, "Just like how the throne is not necessarily passed to the crown prince, the Prince Ding position is not necessarily passed to the eldest son."
"En …" Mo Xiaobao thought for a while and nodded. "You are right. Thank you for your reminder, I will do my best to spur Lin 'er to be a good younger brother. " Mo Suiyun smiled faintly and said, "You're welcome, I just casually mentioned it, you don't have to take it to heart."
"Oh right, Mo Suiyun. I heard that the Empress Dowager of Da Chu State is very fierce, is your grandmother good to you? "Mo Xiaobao's eyes turned as he asked with concern. Mo Suiyun's hand that was holding the chopsticks paused and said with a smile, "Grandmother is very good to me."
"You are so fortunate, my father is very fierce to me. You are the emperor … everyone has to listen to you. I am the little prince … my father bullies me all the time. "Mo Xiaobao sighed enviously.
Mo Suiyun's smile was somewhat bitter, how could he be so fortunate as the emperor? Sometimes, he couldn't even order the servants around him, not to mention everyone else listening to him. Looking at Mo Xiaobao who was innocently asking him all sorts of questions, as well as Leng Junhan, Xu Zhirui, and Qin Lie who were happily eating at the side, Mo Suiyun suddenly felt a bit of jealousy in his heart. Why could they live such a carefree and happy life, while he had to carefully live his life in the Chu palace like he was treading on thin ice?
"I will definitely be more powerful than my father in the future!" Mo Xiaobao slapped the table and shouted loudly.
Leng Junhan and the others who were eating next to him glanced at him silently, then ignored him and continued to eat. Xiaobao immediately refused to comply and shouted: "I will definitely be more powerful than Father!"
Mo Suiyun looked at his angry look and said with a smile, "I believe in you. You definitely will."
Hearing his words, Mo Xiaobao immediately became happy. He patted his shoulder and said, "That's right. I knew we were on the same side. In the future, you will definitely be more powerful than your father! Let's work together! "
The corner of Mo Suiyun's lips twitched. He was a little unsure if Mo Xiaobao's words were a blessing or a curse. Although he didn't have any impression of his father, he still knew that he was a failure as an emperor. But when she saw Xiaobao's sincere expression as he gnawed on a crystal pork shoulder, she decided to treat it as a blessing.
By the time Mo Jingyu finally found them after making a ruckus in Glass City, the children had already finished their meal and were scattered all over the place. As soon as they opened the door, they saw a table full of delicacies that had been ruined. Only the leftovers were placed messily on the table. Leng Junhan was full from eating and was lying on the couch rubbing her stomach. The others were huddled together and chattering about something. Of course, most of the time, it was Mo Xiaobao who was talking. The cold-faced Xu Zhirui would occasionally add a few words. The remaining two were purely listeners.
"Your Majesty!" Mo Jingyu called out in a deep voice.
Mo Suiyun was startled. Only then did he remember that Mo Jingyu didn't know that he had run out of the inn. He hurriedly wanted to stand up, but Mo Xiaobao said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid of him. You are the emperor. You don't have to be afraid of him."
Mo Suiyun cast a grateful glance at him, then stood up and said: "Uncle Wang, what's the matter?"
Mo Jingyu raised his eyebrows. Before he could say anything, Feng Zhiyao walked out from behind him with a smile and said, "King Yu, didn't you see what I said? How could something happen to the Emperor in Glass City?"
Mo Jingyu suppressed the anger in his heart and nodded at Feng Zhiyao before asking: "Your Majesty, why are you here?"
Mo Suiyun said in a low voice: "I … I came out to play with the little prince."
Mo Jingyu took a deep breath and said: "If Your Majesty wants to come out to play in the future, it's better to bring people along so that the people below won't worry." Mo Suiyun nodded and said: "Uncle Wang, I know I was wrong." Seeing that he really knew he was wrong, Mo Jingyu nodded and this matter was considered over. Mo Suiyun had always been obedient. His sudden disappearance from the inn had indeed frightened the people of Da Chu State. Fortunately, news quickly came from the Prince Ding Mansion that Mo Suiyun, Mo Xiaobao and the others were eating here.
Mo Jingyu looked inside and saw that the children were lying on the soft couch and looking at him innocently. Mo Jingyu really did not dare to believe that these children, who were several years younger than Mo Suiyun, were able to trick Mo Suiyun, the always cautious little emperor, into sneaking out of the inn to play.
Mo Xiaobao felt that he should say something. He blinked and said to Mo Jingyu: "King Yu, don't be angry at Brother Suiyun. It's all my fault. Originally, I wanted to go to the inn to visit Brother Suiyun, but … he refused to see me. In a moment of anger, I secretly ran to his room. Brother Suiyun couldn't stand my pleading and only came out to play with us. "
Mo Jingyu smiled faintly and said: "Your Highness's words are too serious. In the future, Your Highness can directly come to the inn to play with Your Majesty. However, right now, the entire inn is looking for Your Majesty. We should go back. "
Mo Suiyun obediently stood up and followed Mo Jingyu. Mo Xiaobao did not forget to reluctantly send him to the door and promised that he would come to play with him tomorrow.
Feng Zhiyao leaned against the door and looked at the four little rascals with a radiant smile, asking: "How was it? Is the little emperor of Da Chu State fun? "
Leng Junhan shook her head and said: "Not fun. He's so silly."
Xu Zhirui tilted his head and thought: "Not fun. He's so hypocritical."
Qin Lie rolled his eyes. "He's even more annoying than Mo Suiyun." Mo Suiyun was timid and weak. When the time came, he would not be so timid, but he was too scheming.
Mo Xiaobao smiled and touched his little chin: "Fun. He's so silly and scheming. He actually wants to sow discord. My little brother is not even a year old yet. "
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