"Originally, Momo slept with Ziyu, but now you can stay in this room."
Mrs. Li introduced the room. Although it was small, it was clean and tidy, and looked very comfortable. King Jingyang was not an extravagant person. He had slept in thatched huts during marches and battles, so he immediately nodded and thanked her.
Jiang Ziyu looked at Momo pitifully.
"Momo is not my brother anymore?"
After finally having a younger brother, he slept in his arms like a quail, which gave him a great sense of accomplishment as an older brother.
It’s only been a few days, am I going to lose one of my older brothers?!
Mo Luoqing immediately ran over and reached out to hug him.
"Third brother, don't be sad. Even if you find dad, you are still my brothers. We will buy cakes together later!"
He grabbed two coins and stuffed them into Jiang Ziyu's arms.
"We'll buy that rabbit-like thing you've always wanted to eat in a minute!"
Now that he has two fathers, brothers and sisters, and money, his life is so wonderful that he almost laughs out loud in his dreams!
Jiang Ziyu's eyes lit up and she immediately hugged him and bit his ear.
"Then let's buy it secretly and bring it back as a surprise to my brother and sister!"
King Jingyang secretly smacked his lips. Mo Luoqing used to be the little bully in the house. He was the father who didn't even want to take him seriously because of his relationship with the next generation, let alone children of the same age. Now he not only knows how to watch people's words, but also coaxes them. Although it is bitter, isn't it the price of growth? It can also be regarded as a blessing in disguise.
After the two little ones muttered, they suddenly realized that the plan was feasible. Mo Luoqing immediately turned to look at King Jingyang.
"Let's go out for a while. Dad, stay home by yourself and don't run around. If you disappear when I come back, then I won't recognize you as my father!"
Mo Luoqing pretended to glare at him fiercely, but King Jingyang could clearly see the anxiety in his eyes.
He let out a low sigh and reached out to rub his fur that had exploded invisibly.
"Don't worry, if dad doesn't leave, he will take you with him even if he does."
Poor cub, this is the first time that he is so attached to his old father. It feels great!
Mo Luoqing suddenly became happy and arrogantly slapped his hand away.
"I don't care about you. Even if you leave, I still have a father!"
After saying that, he proudly raised his chin and pulled Jiang Ziyu away.
King Jingyang's smile froze, and his fists couldn't help but harden again.
A traitor is still a traitor!
But after the children left, he calmed down. This time it seemed that he was targeting their family, but the mastermind behind it was obviously trying to sow discord, and the real target was the entire Dayu!
Mo Luoqing would be safe staying here with him, but his wife would be at the center of the storm.
Thinking of this, he immediately asked Jiang Weiming for paper and pen, wrote a letter and called the goshawk. The goshawk spread its wings and soared, and King Jingyang raised his head.
"Hope everything goes well for you."
Smoothly brought the news and plans to He Yangyan.
"It's not going well." A young voice suddenly sounded.
King Jingyang turned around and saw Tuan Tuan hugging Bai Bai, looking curiously at the goshawk soaring in the air.
Time overlapped, and he seemed to see the former eldest princess again, and subconsciously retorted.
"You said it won't go well if it doesn't go well? What kind of crow's mouth are you!"
Tuantuan looked at him with disgust, as if he were a primary school chicken.
"childish!"
For such a big man, he is still more childish than Lin Zilin!
King Jingyang: "..."
It was such a novel experience to be called childish by a three-and-a-half-year-old girl.
But he was too immodest, so he waved in the air, and the goshawk that was about to take off soared and landed on his wrist.
"Then tell me, how can it go smoothly?"
Although he is rebellious, he has been slapped in the face one after another, and even his thick skin has become swollen. It is better to keep a low profile and ask for advice humbly.