emperor!The father-in-law ran away again!

In a small courtyard full of flowers, a petite figure in a plain white veil leaned against the carved handrail of the mahogany fence, with his head crookedly leaning against the column, with a soft blue hair hanging down, holding a flower that had just fallen from the tree in his hand. He gently picked up the peach blossom petals, put them under his small nose and sniffed them.

"...It smells so good." The petite man murmured, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, the sun fell through the cherry blossom branches, and shone on the young man's face, as if coating that pure face with a layer of light gold.

Fang Mingzhi just went down to court, and when he came back, he saw this scene, he couldn't help but stop, and stood at the door for an hour by accident, but he sighed in his heart, if he was a woman, it would be great.

Unfortunately, it's a man.

"Crack." The tree branch under his feet was crushed by a foot, startling Mo Xi who was admiring the flowers in the courtyard. Mo Xi turned his eyes, and the sun fell on his eyelashes, which were as long as butterfly wings, and coated them with a dazzling halo. A gleam of joy flashed in his eyes, Mo Xi jumped off the handrail, stepped on the peach blossom petals all over the ground, walked over quickly, and grabbed Fang Mingzhi's arm.

"Is there any brother's whereabouts?"

Mo Xi's hands were small, even a little soft. Fang Mingzhi lowered his eyes and looked at the hand that was holding his palm tightly. Fang Mingzhi practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his palms were big and wide, rough and dark. Mo Xi's hands were as white as jade, and as small as a woman's.

Fang Mingzhi broke away from Mo Xi's hand indiscriminately, shook his head, "I didn't find it." He didn't dare to look into Mo Xi's eyes, but when he met those eyes that were as clear as water, he felt that he was burdened with guilt.

Might as well not look at it.

Mo Xi's face was full of disappointment when she heard the words, and she immediately sat back on the pole with her head downcast, leaning against the column with hollow eyes, looking at the flowers in the garden, her eyes were full of sadness.

Fang Mingzhi only felt a little blocked in his heart. He never thought that he would feel so guilty because of one person. Could it be because he lied to him?

Fang Mingzhi sighed softly, approached Mo Xi and wanted to reach out to touch Mo Xi's head, but suddenly stopped, and patted Mo Xi on the shoulder instead.

"Mo Xi, if you're idle and bored, I can take you out for a walk." It's better than looking at flowers in the courtyard every day, especially with a pitiful appearance that Fang Mingzhi can only see. The guilt multiplied.

"Really!" Mo Xi's dull eyes suddenly lit up, and immediately jumped off the pole and pulled Fang Mingzhi's arm happily.

"The general really wants to take me out?"

Fang Mingzhi sighed and nodded. Anyway, the emperor didn't arrange anything for the past few days, so he happened to take him out for a walk.

Seeing that Fang Mingzhi nodded, Mo Xi couldn't help but burst out laughing. His crisp voice was clear and clear like a man's, but it was so pleasant that Fang Mingzhi couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Let's go." After saying that, he let Mo Xi hold his hand and walked outside.

The streets of Huai'an City were crowded with people, Fang Mingzhi was wearing casual clothes, and beside him was a petite 'woman', who was wearing a white gauze skirt, looking around with big eyes, full of curiosity about everything.

Fang Mingzhi looked at Mo Xi, probably this guy was here for the first time. When he was arrested that day, he was alone in the hut in the mountains, with those clear eyes, simply looking at the man holding the sword. Walking myself.

"Who are you? Do you want some tea?" He pointed to the tea set in his hand, "I just picked it this year, brother likes it so much." The soft voice seemed to have some kind of magical power to soften his iron-hard heart.

"General, what are you thinking?" Mo Xi's voice interrupted Fang Mingzhi's thoughts.

Fang Mingzhi opened his eyes and shook his head. "Look at what you like, just buy it." Mo Xi, who grew up isolated in the mountains since childhood, is full of curiosity about the outside world, and even loves some weird objects.

"Really!" Mo Xi held a delicate hairpin in her hand and pinned it on her head, with a beautiful smile on her lips.

"General, does it look good?" Fang Mingzhi turned his eyes to look, his heart constricted in vain for a moment, and then beat uncontrollably.

"Yeah." He turned around and stood with his hands behind his back.

"If you want to buy it, just buy it, don't ask me."

Along the way, Mo Xi was smiling, that smile was like a snow lotus blooming in the clear snow, clean and pure, as if it had washed Fang Mingzhi's heart soaked in blood all year round.

Seeing Mo Xi holding a pile of jewelry from his daughter's family with a smile on his face, Fang Mingzhi suddenly remembered something.

"Go." After saying that, he grabbed Mo Xi's slender arm.

Mo Xi was dragged by Fang Mingzhi all the way, and his head kept falling on the pile of jewelry, he wanted it so much.

"General... where are we going?"

Fang Mingzhi stopped in his tracks, turned his head abruptly and pinched Mo Xi's shoulder, and lowered his head to look at Mo Xi who was a head shorter than him.

Solemnly said: "Mo Xi, you are a man, a man!"

Mo Xi blinked, "Well, I know."

Fang Mingzhi twitched his eyes, "Mo Xi, a man should look like a man, look at you, what are you wearing..." Fang Mingzhi's eyes subconsciously fell on the snow-white gauze skirt , his eyes stayed on the snow-white neck.

No, I can't let him go on like this anymore, he is a man, and a man should look like a man, how decent is this!

Thinking of this, Fang Mingzhi's eyes became more and more determined. He turned around and walked to a tailor's shop. Once he entered, he grabbed a young boy vigorously.

"Find a suitable dress for this young man!"

"Young Master?" The servant looked around, there was only Fang Mingzhi and a woman here, where did the young master come from?

Seeing the boy's puzzled expression, Fang Mingzhi let go of his hand and pulled Mo Xi over, "Find him a man's clothes."

The servant understood, "Miss, wait a moment, I'll find you right away." After saying that, he bowed and retreated.

Not long after, the servant came over with a pile of clothes. Mo Xi picked out among the pile of clothes and chose a light yellow robe.

"Wear this." But just as he was about to say that he wanted to wear this, Fang Mingzhi pulled out the most common plain white double-breasted robe from the pile of clothes.

Mo Xi blinked, but still obediently took the clothes and was led by the servant to change in the inner room.

Fang Mingzhi waited outside, and after waiting for a long time, seeing that Mo Xi hadn't come out, he couldn't help feeling tense, could it be that someone had taken him away!

Thinking of this, Fang Mingzhi stepped forward quickly and opened the curtain in the inner room.

At this moment, Mo Xi's clothes were half open, her jet-black hair fell down her snow-white neck and fell to her flat chest, vaguely blocking a certain pink dot, her white shoulders were slightly hooked, her hands were behind her back pulling her robe, His fair little face was also flushed with anxiety.

"The clothes... got stuck in your hair." Facing Fang Mingzhi's eyes, Mo Xi's voice trembled when he spoke nervously, and the big eyes were glittering, as if he was about to cry.

"General, don't be angry, it will be fine soon." As he said that, Mo Xi pulled the clothes behind him vigorously, but his scalp was tingling, and he couldn't help but let out a low moan.

"what……"

Fang Mingzhi stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Mo Xi's hand.

"Don't move, I'll help you out."