Underworld brat

Three days of separation should not be a problem for "old couples" who have been separated for more than ten years.

However, Mu Xingyuan said that this is not true.

For some objective reasons, 15 years have passed, and our emperor is still a boy.Every night, he can only hug Chao Fan, being a pure, platonic bed husband.Three days of separation means that the human-shaped pillow at hand is gone, the aroma of lotus leaves lingering at the tip of the nose is gone, the good morning kiss, good night kiss, all gone.

The power of habit is powerful, so Mu Xingyuan tossed and turned, and did not sleep well for three nights.

"I see the sky, you should be back." Mu Xingyuan touched Chao Fan's still young face, "So I brought Meng'er out to pick you up. What were you and Erbaiwu doing just now?"

Over the years, facing Chao Fan, he has stopped talking about me.

There were children present, and Chao Fan didn't want to talk about troublesome things about the national teacher. He continued casually: "We were just talking about what you mortals like, but you actually like metal mines."

Mu Xingyuan: "???" There was no beginning or end to the words, and I couldn't understand them at first.

"Forget it if you don't understand, anyway, it's so hard, it's your fault." Chao Fan muttered, turned around and greeted his good daughter, "What is our Yunmeng doing today?" He rubbed his face.

"I'm already fifteen!" Mu Yunmeng protested, twisting twice, "Little Daddy, stop rubbing my face!"

"Oh, our family's jade cabbage, I don't know which pig will be cheaper in the future." Chao Fan suddenly felt sad, "Dad rubs it once now, and it will be one less time."

Mu Yunmeng overthrew eight strong men in the school practice field during the day, but now facing his father's claws, he was a little helpless.

Qin Yingzhi stood far away at the door of the sleeping hall to greet everyone. He glanced at the little princess dotingly, and asked His Majesty the Emperor: "Your Majesty, is the dinner still served in the usual place?"

"Change it to another place." Mu Xingyuan touched his nose, "Put it in the pavilion tonight."

Chao Fan snorted, "Eating outside? Aren't you afraid of mosquitoes the most?"

"I want to have a drink with you." Mu Xingyuan stroked his beard again.

"Then it's up to you, I'll take a shower first." Chao Fan pulled him and kissed him skillfully and naturally.He didn't know why, anyway, he got used to it one day, and after thinking about it, it was probably the reason why Mu Xingyuan wanted to bend him. After all, he had nothing else to give him except this.

The adolescent Mu Yunmeng watched from the side, his teeth sore.

By the time Chao Fan got his hair half-wet and refused to dry it, it was already dark. The courtyard of Qiankun Palace was lit with a long row of lanterns. When it blows, the lights shake, and the surrounding scenery is indistinct, with a unique aesthetic feeling.

Chao Fan felt that Mu Xingyuan was just trying to create a surprise.

As a result, I went to the pavilion and saw that it was a crab feast—there were steamed crabs in Huadiao wine, flying crabs with spicy peppers, white jade tofu with crab roe, etc. The staple food was crab stewed noodles and crab meat dumplings.There are several chrysanthemums ordered on the dish of each dish, some are golden chrysanthemums, some are pink chrysanthemums, and some are black chrysanthemums. The chrysanthemums are of different colors, and they are quite dazzling when placed together.

"What is this for?" Chao Fan didn't realize it for a moment.

Mu Xingyuan raised his glass to him: "I wish you a long life, and we will share the beautiful beauty of thousands of miles. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival in your place. Let us celebrate the festival with you."

"You...you..." It's impossible not to be moved. This poem, these words were unintentionally told to him more than ten years ago. I didn't expect the other party to memorize them for so long. But if I cry, my daughter In front of and two hundred and five, it was a bit clichéd and embarrassing.Chao Fan sniffed, deliberately raised his head to look at the moon, pinched his fingers, and calculated: "Ah, it's really August [-]th, and the moon is indeed full."

"Dad, sit down quickly, I can't wait to eat crabs!" Mu Yunmeng licked his lips, already wanting to do it.

Chao Fan had no choice but to sit down first.

It was the first time for everyone to eat this crab like this. In the first half of dinner, everyone couldn't care less about talking.After eating half full, everyone was in the mood to chat about the daily chores of the past few days.

"I really don't understand! Taijun doesn't like me, and I don't like him either. Why do you torture each other and come over and glance at me every day?" Mu Yunmeng complained to his parents about what happened today, "You still want to give me a piece of paper? Be a matchmaker! Dad, you must never agree to him."

"Your Uncle Two Hundred Five is back, let him deal with it next." Mu Xingyuan concentrated on dealing with the crab claw in his hand without raising his head.

Seeing that his beard was hanging down to the table and getting dirty, Chao Fan specially helped him to tie it up, and tied a bow with a gold string: "I asked you to shave off the beard, but you didn't listen, and you usually have to worry about the beard falling off when you drink soup." In the soup bowl, forget it, don’t do it, let the little official do it, just open your mouth and eat the meat.”

"No, no, that won't taste good." Mu Xingyuan grinned, and tied a bow-knotted beard to make him look like a schnauzer, "As for this beard, Fanfan, I'm almost forty. If I don’t have a beard on my face, my emperor’s dignity will be gone.”

"Don't talk nonsense, you are only 36, you will be [-] somewhere." Chao Fan comforted him.

"Hey, I can't compare to you. It's been like a day for more than ten years. Fanfan, sometimes, I want to cultivate immortality with you." Mu Xingyuan was a little disappointed, "It's just that you never mentioned it, so I understand. This road should work. No way."

"Uh." Chao Fan didn't know what to say.If he really knows how to cultivate immortals, he will definitely teach Mu Xingyuan that if the two of them live like this, the age gap in appearance will become bigger and bigger.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Mu Yunmeng remembered his duty of caring for the little padded jacket, and interjected, "Father, you have to learn from me. Look, as soon as I wear a red dress, the tailor shops in the capital will start selling red clothes. That day I painted new eyebrows and went out for a walk, and the next day, the young masters in the city followed me. Also, should I bring the ice skating activities every year? Dad, you, you can’t always follow the trend , you have to create fashion. When I grow up, I will never grow a beard. Let's see if everyone laughs at me or imitates me."

Mu Xingyuan laughed angrily, and spat at her: "Okay, proud to come in front of your father, let's see what you can do."

Chao Fan was a little speechless, and really wanted to tell his daughter that even if you wanted to grow a beard in the future, you wouldn't have to.

Everyone laughed for a while, but Mu Xingyuan, who was full, sighed suddenly, and stared at the moon outside the pavilion, and became dazed.

"What's wrong?" Chao Fan bumped his elbow.

Mu Xingyuan came back to his senses, and let out a hey: "It's nothing. I just heard Menger talk about New Year's skating activities, and I remembered what happened in the court. Do you feel that in recent years, the weather has been cold all day long? Faster than a day?"

Chao Fan understood what he meant. In the past 15 years, the situation in this world can be said to be going from bad to worse.

Every winter, the temperature breaks through the lower limit and becomes lower and lower, as if it is about to enter the Little Ice Age; the southern area has experienced severe drought for three consecutive years; the number of births has fallen like a cliff, and the people of the Red Kingdom have begun He has a lot of complaints about the national teacher; constant wars, lack of land, locust plagues, snowstorms, earthquakes, and even minerals with a lot of resources are becoming more and more difficult to mine... Natural disasters and man-made disasters are crowded together, making people feel gloomy.

As for the reason, Chao Fan vaguely felt that the crux of all this should be in the national teacher.Could it be that he is about to ascend?But looking at his impatient appearance recently, it doesn't look like him.Is it because of those girls hiding on the island in the middle of the lake, the vitality of human beings is still alive, and he can't fly?

Until bedtime, Chao Fan was thinking about this question.

The national teacher is like a fetus in this world, greedily absorbing everything from the mother's body, the mother's body is riddled with holes, and he still refuses to give up.Judging from the current situation, the fetus and the mother do not coexist, and it seems to be a situation of life and death.So, do I really want to crush the "manual" and go back to rescue soldiers?It's just... well, maybe we can't wait.

Chao Fan made an important decision.

When he was still thinking about how to separate peacefully so as not to make his "relatives" sad, in the darkness, Mu Xingyuan leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Fanfan, I have something to tell you, in two days' time , I’m going to personally conquer.”

Chao Fan's drowsiness suddenly disappeared, and he sat up abruptly: "Why did you tell me? When did you make the decision?"

"It's time to go." Mu Xingyuan also sat up, holding Chao Fan in his arms, "In the past few years, the things that your Scientology has tinkered with have benefited the Chi Country a lot. The Qing Country, the Bandit Country, the Jin Country The whole country... These small countries have been subdued one by one. Now, the entire continent is only the Yin country that is stubbornly resisting. The courtiers said that they hope that I can conquer by myself. This is the last battle of the Chi country. If I conquer by myself, the army will be more motivated. It will become more stable, and the emperor's prestige will reach an unprecedented level."

"But..." Chao Fan was flustered for no reason, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

"There will be no danger." Mu Xingyuan assured, "With your cannons and guns, Yin Guo can't defeat us."

"Do you want to go by yourself?" After a while, Chao Fan leaned on Mu Xingyuan's chest and asked.

"I..." Mu Xingyuan paused, and hugged him even tighter, "I want to go, make contributions, and conquer all directions. Every emperor has such a dream."

Forget it, let him go.He is a man, an emperor, not a puppet controlled by you.When he returns triumphantly, tell him your decision.Chao Fan smiled to himself: "Did you procrastinate until this time just to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with me? Well, then, go and fight in all directions, my lord."

"are you mad?"

"No, I'm just... reluctant. Otherwise, I'll go with you?"

"No, you went, who is watching the national teacher? What will Yunmeng do?"

"Oh, it's also... Xingyuan..."

"Ok?"

"...It's nothing, come back soon..."

"Ah."

The two hugged each other and slept all night, and before dawn the next day, Qin Yingzhi's screams woke them up.

"Your Majesty! Little Immortal! Wake up! It's not good! Little princess... Little princess is not good..."

The author has something to say: Let’s go earlier today!There is no way, the little princess is in an emergency condition...