Anti-traversal: Finding the Little Brother, the Silly Fulang

The next day, after the couple had breakfast, they went to the temple where the morning class was held. After listening to the old abbot explain the Buddhist rituals for half an hour, they led a horse to the peach forest in Houshan to enjoy the peach blossoms.

This peach grove was planted by the first emperor when he was alive. Today, thousands of peach blossom trees all bloom overnight in the height of spring, dyeing the entire mountain pink, and the peach blossoms are burning brightly. Beautiful.

Mo Qifeng let Lin Lang sit on the horseback, while he led the horse and walked slowly in front, for fear that the horse would bump Lin Lang if it walked too fast, but Lin Lang was not worried at all, his little head swayed left and right, his eyes Looking at the peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains without blinking, Xiaozui couldn't stop admiring the beauty of the peach forest.

The two just walked the horse to watch the peach blossoms, occasionally stopped to eat some pastries and drink some water, and played until almost noon before returning to Wanfa Temple. Feeling a little distressed, I went back to the room after eating, hugged Lin Lang on his lap, and fed Lin Lang bite by bite.

Opening his mouth to eat obediently, Lin Lang rubbed his eyes and yawned again and again due to sleepiness. In the end, he was so sleepy that he forgot to chew and fell on Mo Qifeng's shoulder with his head tilted. He was about to fall asleep. Fortunately, Mo Qifeng was patient. , Gently woke Lin Lang up, and then forced Lin Lang to finish the small bowl of rice before letting Lin Lang go and allow Lin Lang to sleep.

"Woo... Lang Lang, sleepy." Lin Lang was so wronged that he couldn't sleep, the corners of his eyes were red, his mouth was pursed slightly, and his coquettish appearance made Mo Qifeng angry and funny.

"There are still a few mouthfuls to finish, and I will go to bed after eating, otherwise I will be hungry and sleep uncomfortable for a while."

"Sleep... sleep!" Lin Lang was unhappy, so he turned his head away angrily, buried his face in Mo Qifeng's neck, and still chewed the rice and vegetables that he hadn't had time to swallow with his small mouth.

Raising his hand to touch the back of Lin Lang's head, Mo Qifeng lost his temper because of Lin Lang, so he could only coax him softly, "Brother Mo will let Lang Lang sleep, okay?"

"Hmm...it's the baby who wants to sleep, not Langlang." Lin Lang arched his head, and argued in a low voice, which made Mo Qifeng chuckle and agree, "Yes, yes, it's the baby who wants to sleep, not Langlang."

Now Lin Lang finally felt relieved. He raised his head, straightened his body, and opened his mouth to take another spoonful of food Mo Qifeng fed. After eating, he said charmingly, "Baby, sleepy, you are not good! Lang Lang, be good!"

"Lang Lang is right." Mo Qifeng squeezed Lin Lang's face funnyly. He felt that Lin Lang was cute, so he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed Lin Lang's face again. Then he continued to concentrate on feeding and supervising Lin Lang's drinking. Had soup and finished a big bowl of food.

Finally finished eating, after wiping his mouth, Lin Lang happily opened his hands and hugged Mo Qifeng's neck, buried his face in Mo Qifeng's neck again, and muttered in a soft and cute voice: "Sleep..."

"Go to sleep." Mo Qifeng turned his head and kissed Lin Lang's hair, then picked up Lin Lang, put Lin Lang on the bed, untied Lin Lang's coat, covered the quilt, and guarded Lin Lang until Lin Lang Lang fell asleep, he got up and put down the bed curtain, and quickly finished lunch by himself.

Afterwards, Mo Qifeng asked his servants to prepare some brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, and sat at the table alone to draw a picture, which was the picture of the beauty among flowers that Lin Lang had promised to draw.

As for Lin Lang's voice and smile, Mo Qifeng didn't need to face a real person, he could draw with a brush, and the portraits he drew were lifelike, every frown, smile, raising his hand and turning his head, it was just like the real Lin Lang entered the painting.

In the painting, Lin Lang was riding a horse, holding the rein with one hand, and raised his hand to touch a peach blossom branch above his head with the other. With an unusually flying spirit, it sets off the peach blossoms all over the mountain behind, so purely beautiful, it is unforgettable for people to see.

Although this painting is black and white with splashed ink tones, Lin Lang's image is still vivid in the dark and light ink colors. Only those who fully capture Lin Lang can easily depict it.

Looking at the latest painting with satisfaction, Mo Qifeng took out his own seal, stamped his name on the upper right corner, and wrote next to it: Wanhe 21st year, the fifth day of April, Wanfa Temple Taolin.Yu and Fulang enjoy peach blossoms.

After Mo Qifeng finished painting this painting, Lin Lang was almost full of sleep, so Mo Qifeng asked his servants to put away the scroll, and when he got back, he mounted it with a scroll for collection, and then he went back to the bed and served Lin Lang. Lang got up.

Just after waking up, Lin Lang was still a little lazy, and wanted to lie on the bed for a while, so he hummed and acted like a baby, calling in a low voice, "Brother Mo..."

"En." Replied softly, Mo Qifeng leaned over to Lin Lang's ear, and said softly, "Didn't you say you want to dig a rhododendron tree back? If you don't, it's too late."

Hearing this, Lin Lang regained his energy immediately. He turned over, faced Mo Qifeng, and raised his hand to grab the corner of Mo Qifeng's clothes. His eyes immediately opened wide, and he said crisply, "Lang Lang, you are so energetic." ! To... rhododendron tree."

"Okay, it's all up to you." Patting Lin Lang's head lovingly, Mo Qifeng pulled Lin Lang up, arranged Lin Lang's clothes, and after Lin Lang's convenience, he ate some fruit and rested. The two bid farewell to the old abbot and got into the sedan chair for the return journey together, while the horse was led by the servants and followed behind.

When they passed by down the mountain and encountered a rhododendron that was growing well, the two stopped the sedan chair and directed their servants to dig up the rhododendron tree intact by the roots, and brought it all the way back to the general's mansion, and then planted it in the garden.

Lin Lang liked this new tree very much. After the tree was planted, he stood under the tree and looked at it for a long time. Afraid of any problems, he repeatedly asked the gardener in the mansion, "When will it bloom?"

The gardener cupped his hands and quickly replied respectfully: "My husband told me that this tree is very healthy. When I dug it, the roots were connected to the soil. It was well preserved and not damaged. Now it has been transplanted and taken care of carefully. It will not take more than three days." day will bloom."

Clapping his hands happily, Lin Lang took Mo Qifeng's hand and said with a smile: "When the time comes, let Lan Lan come and see."

"Okay, I just want to invite the two families over for dinner tomorrow, so let Lan Lan stay with us for a few days, and I can also accompany you."

"Okay(^o^)/~" Hugging Mo Qifeng happily immediately, Lin Lang didn't feel shy, let alone avoiding suspicion, but the gardener and other servants hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look at the general and his wife Lang is intimate, but secretly laments the couple's love as honey.

The next day, Mo Qifeng slept with Lin Lang until late and didn't wake up. After getting up, washing and eating, he asked someone to fetch the framed painting and showed it to Lin Lang.

Lin Lang looked at himself in the painting, couldn't help laughing happily, pointed to the painting and said, "Brother Mo, the painting is so beautiful!"

"It's not as good-looking as Langlang." Mo Qifeng is also a person who is used to complimenting Fu Lang, and immediately praised his silly husband to a foolish smile, put his head on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Of course." , Langlang, it's... Brother Mo's, Fu Lang. Why, they all look good!"

Hearing Lin Lang say that he was good-looking without restraint, Mo Qifeng felt that Lin Lang was very cute, so he squeezed Lin Lang's face and responded with a smile, "Yes, Lang Lang is the most beautiful in the world, and no one can match it."

"Hmph~ That's it!" Proudly raising his chin, Lin Lang accepted all of Mo Qifeng's compliments, and his proud appearance was like a little peacock with its tail open, proud and cute.

In the afternoon, the two families arrived one after another, carrying gifts for Lin Lang or the baby in their hands, making Lin Lang feel soft when receiving the gifts, smiling from ear to ear, and was so happy. The mouth was also sweet, coaxing the elders on both sides and the brothers to laugh non-stop. For a while, the entire General's Mansion was filled with laughter and laughter. Listening to it from a distance, it made people feel warm and harmonious.

After the meal, the two elders played mahjong, and Lin Lang's three older brothers took Mo Qifeng to drink. Let's play a little game together. It's a kind of chess piece that has become popular recently. It is said that it was passed from the Western Regions. The two-color chess pieces made of colored glaze jump to occupy the opponent's base camp. Whoever jumps all the chess pieces first will win. It counts as a win.

A set of this kind of glazed chess is very valuable, and only the nobles of the Fengjing family or wealthy merchants can afford to buy it for the entertainment of brothers or daughters in deep boudoirs.

Lin Lang's brain is not very good. Although he is five or six years older than Mo Qilan, he is not as clever as Mo Qilan. He loses every game, but he still has a good time. Occasionally, he frowns and pinches his brows. Looking at the glazed chess pieces not knowing where to jump, Mo Qilan would even make him giggle and boast: "Brother Langlang, cute!"

Every time he heard Mo Qilan's praise, Lin Lang would raise his head and give Mo Qilan a foolish smile, but the next moment he would immediately frown, pinch the chess piece at a loss, and finally close his eyes and play a random chess piece .

Sometimes when Lin Lang made a foul, Mo Qilan wouldn't say it, and let Lin Lang go.But even so, Lin Lang still couldn't win, he could only watch his base camp being taken over by Mo Qilan's beads, but even so, he clapped his hands happily and said, "Lan Lan, that's amazing!"

Lin Lang's simple ignorance of jealousy made Mo Qilan feel a little shy and ashamed, because he knew in his heart that he was different from Lin Lang, and even if he won, it would be invincible.

However, Lin Lang never felt frustrated and sad because he lost every game, and would even be sincerely happy for Mo Qilan because of Mo Qilan's victory. What can't be compared is also Lin Lang's most valuable feature, that is a clear and exquisite heart.

Don't fight or grab, don't complain or get angry, just enjoy the process of the game, but never care about the result.Whether you lose or win, just be happy.

At the end of the hour, the two families got into the carriage and prepared to go back, but Mo Qilan stayed behind, wanting to play in the General's Mansion for a few days.

Regarding this, the Mo family couple didn't say anything, they only told Mo Qilan not to tire Lin Lang, and to give way to Lin Lang more, and then left.After all, Mo Qilan is still young, and his younger brother is playing at his elder brother's house, so it's not a big deal. In addition, Lin Lang and Mo Qilan have a good relationship, so there is no possibility of conflict. The Mo family don't need to worry about anything, but they can enjoy Clean time for two.

That night, Mo Qilan clamored to sleep with Lin Lang, but was rejected by Mo Qifeng at first, but when he turned his head and saw Lin Lang looking at him with longing eyes, he immediately refused. I couldn't say anything anymore, so I could only pinch Lin Lang's face bitterly, and then glared at the troubled brothers and sisters, and told Mo Qilan to be careful not to touch Lin Lang. stomach, and let Lin Lang sleep outside, because Lin Lang might get up at night, so he let Mo Qilan and Lin Lang go to Mo Qilan's bedroom hand in hand, and he went back to Mo Qilan pitifully alone. I left the main courtyard and slept alone on a cold bed.

After the two little brothers took a bath, they lay on the bed and whispered. Mo Qilan was still curious about Lin Lang's belly, so he moved his little hand over and touched it carefully, but he didn't feel any movement, only a slight bulge. Then he withdrew his hand in disappointment and asked Lin Lang, "Brother Lang Lang, why is the baby not moving?"

"The imperial doctor said that it will take about five months...to feel it."

"Really? Then if the baby moves, brother Langlang must send someone to tell me, and I will touch it too."

"Okay." Touching his stomach, Lin Lang also secretly looked forward to the movement in his stomach, so that he could feel the baby more clearly.

After that, the two chatted about some boudoir talk, especially Mo Qilan's curiosity about life after marriage, and asked Lin Lang, "Brother Lang Lang, is getting married really good?"

"Okay!" Lin Lang immediately laughed when recalling the day they got married, "You can wear it. It's a beautiful wedding dress. You can wear a red hijab, drink a cup of wine, and...the bridal chamber."

Lin Lang, who was always bold and straightforward in front of Mo Qifeng, felt embarrassed when facing Mo Qilan at this time, and only blushed and whispered "bridal chamber", and stopped talking, and instead talked about other married couples. The benefits, such as help with dressing, feeding, and reading stories every day, and someone warming the quilt at night, the quilt is warm and comfortable, Mo Qilan is also inexplicably longing for it.

"Well, it sounds like a good marriage..." Mo Qilan rolled his eyes, thinking that when he grows up, he will also find a husband like his brother, who will be bullied and loved by him If he dotes on him, it is best to know martial arts, so that he can practice duel with him, so don't find a soft-faced scholar who can't lift his shoulders, he might as well be a brother.

Thinking of those aristocrats he had seen before, Mo Qilan curled his lips, extremely disinterested, and then pulled Lin Lang to talk about glazed chess, but unexpectedly, Lin Lang fell asleep after talking for a while, and he could only do it for Lin Lang. Lang La pulled the quilt, thinking about something and nothing, and gradually, sleepiness also struck.

Well, I will tell my brother tomorrow that I will sleep with brother Langlang tomorrow night...

As for whether Mo Qifeng, who was guarding the vacant room alone at this time, would go crazy knowing what Mo Qilan was thinking, no one knew, and no one cared.