The sunlight outside was extremely dazzling, and Mo Yan couldn't help but raise his hand to block it. He looked forward and saw Nan Wanyan and Feng Yang sitting in the shade of the tree, wiping Nao Nao's face carefully and gently.

An An leaned against Nao Nao, happily eating wild fruits.

Little Baozi rolled up his sleeves and sat aside, carefully counting the number of wild fruits, while Little Steamed Dumpling pouted his lips angrily and scolded Nao Nao.

"Lu Rong, don't be so naughty in the future and make yourself dirty. Why are you going to see your great-uncle later?"

Nao Nao was unconvinced and let Nan Wanyan wipe his face, sticking out his tongue and making a milky sound and said, "Luan Luo Luo, my uncle and grandpa are a good person, so they won't dislike me!"

"Sister, you just want to teach me a lesson! Humph!"

Nan Wanyan and Feng Yang couldn't laugh or cry, their childlike words washed away all the unrest, as if the assassination had never happened.

When the little steamed dumpling saw Mo Yan coming, he looked over secretly. When Mo Yan discovered it, he immediately looked away angrily and continued to teach him a lesson.

Mo Yan looked at everything as usual, his heart warmed, and his eyes became softer.

She actually helped him hide it. Sure enough, her pain for this girl was not in vain.

Thinking of this, he pretended to be relaxed and walked towards them.

"It's normal for the two princes to be playful when they are young. The princess is also tired today, so why not sit down and rest for a while."

Hearing Mo Yan's voice, Nao Nao immediately perked up and looked at him with bright eyes, "Who are you, Mr. Mo Yan!"

An An quickly swallowed the fruit and smiled brightly at Mo Yan, "Master Mo Yan, how are you?"

"I'm fine, you two princes don't have to worry." Mo Yan smiled and rubbed the heads of the two little babies.

Nan Wanyan frowned and looked at him, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, why don't you stay in the carriage?"

Mo Yan glanced at the steamed dumplings, but the little girl didn't look at him. He smiled and said, "Just now Princess Anping told my subordinates that the wild fruits here are delicious, and I want to try them."

Nan Wanyan looked at Little Steamed Dumpling suspiciously, and Little Steamed Dumpling immediately blushed and jumped away, "I don't have one!"

"I, I just went to see how he was doing. After all, if it weren't for me, he wouldn't have been hurt..."

She murmured in a low voice, but Mo Yan smiled softly.

"The princess's kung fu is already impressive, but she is still young and lacks strength. When the princess grows up, she will be an assassin today."

The more Mo Yan said this, the redder Xiaozizi's face became, and she simply ran to the other side. Feng Yang was afraid that she would fall, so she quickly chased after her.

Nan Wanyan glanced at the steamed dumplings and couldn't help but curl her lips.

Little girl, I'm still embarrassed.

After wiping Nao Nao's face clean, he immediately pulled An An and clung to Mo Yan's side, nuzzling her lovingly and obediently.

Mo Yan held the two little ones in his arms, and the little bun also came over. Seeing the wounds on Mo Yan's arms, he was still a little worried, "Sister is like this, she is hard-spoken but soft-hearted. Master, please don't blame her."

"But Mr. Mo Yan, if you hold your brothers like this, are the wounds on your arms really okay?"

Nan Wanyan pulled the little bun next to her and sat down. The mother and daughter looked at Mo Yan, who was holding An An in his arms, and smiled at them, "The injury on the arm is fine, Princess, don't worry."

"Besides, not to mention the two young princes, plus the two princesses, I can hold them all."

This answer undoubtedly made Nao Nao very satisfied. He raised his head and blinked at Mo Yan, but his movements were much smaller. He was obviously afraid that Mo Yan's wound would open. "My dear, Mo Yan, the wound cannot leave any scars."

"You'd better let us down, we'll be able to behave ourselves!"

An An nodded in agreement, "Yes, let's just sit by ourselves."

Mo Yan's heart felt even warmer. The children had been educated by her to be well-behaved and sensible. "Okay."

An An and Nao Nao immediately ran to Mo Yan's left side. The two brothers looked at the bandage on Mo Yan's arm, their little brows furrowed tightly, "It must be very painful, even more painful than when we were spanked by our mother!"

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"That's right, but my mother said that as long as you blow it, it will hurt and it will fly away."

The two brothers immediately reached a consensus, nodded tacitly, and began to blow on Mo Yan's wound with their small mouths pouted.

Nao Nao was playing very hard, and his snow-white face turned red, as if he was trying hard to suck milk, "Mo Yan is not afraid, it hurts, and he is gone!"

The actions of the two little babies made Nan Wanyan and Little Baozi laugh out loud. Mo Yan looked at them deeply, feeling indescribably moved.

He still remembers that his daughters once said this to him in the past, but now his sons feel differently.

Not far away, Little Steamed Dumpling looked at An An's noisy behavior and kicked the stones on the ground with some arrogance and muttered.

"Two little white-eyed wolves, when I was carrying them all over the forest, why didn't I see them caring about me, my sister?"

Feng Yang laughed, but was a little surprised in his heart.

After all, despite what the princess said, she did not stop the two princes from getting close to Mo Yan this time. It seems that the relationship between them has eased.

Mo Yan told some jokes to the two little babies to make them happy. Suddenly, two guards came over and handed some huge wild fruits to him, "Master Mo Yan, this is for you."

Mo Yan was a little surprised. The two guards covered their faces with their hands in embarrassment and whispered, "Princess Anping asked us to pick some of the biggest and sweetest fruits and bring them to you."
Chapter completed!