[69 Book Bar - www.] "Bitch!" the girl scolded, and the sleeve of her right hand moved slightly. At some point, a small crossbow appeared in her hand, and with a whoosh, it pointed towards Xin Mo'er.
The heart shot out.
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Six years later.
The bustling market is crowded with people.
Xin Moer walked leisurely on the street, picking up some small items on the roadside from time to time.
The snow-white brocade clothes were only embellished with a few lotus flowers, and the little face like a porcelain doll had no flaws at all, which attracted many people to stop and look back.
"Mother, are we really not going home? If grandpa knew that the baby ran away with mother, would he be angry?" A five-year-old boy held the horse in one hand and held Xin Mo'er Taobao in the other.
The thing that came blinked its big, bright, clear eyes and looked at Xin Moer.
"If you want to be forced by your grandpa to learn martial arts all day long, you can go back by yourself." Xin Moer accidentally spread his hands, but they were empty.
The little boy raised his head and said, "Mom, you are obviously lazy."
"Nonsense, your mother and I are very diligent, which has nothing to do with laziness." Xin Moer retorted.
The little boy touched his nose habitually, thinking that his mother was diligent enough.
In the past few years, my grandfather often forced my mother to learn martial arts, but my mother was too lazy to memorize oral techniques and martial arts, so she directly took him to the scene.
Mother takes a nap, while baby learns martial arts.
My grandfather often reprimanded my mother, saying that she was lazy, but my mother replied, "I don't have to learn from my dear baby."
My grandpa once looked for a boyfriend for my mother, and my mother responded, "Baby, he is my boyfriend."
Grandpa also said, "A mother should behave like a mother. She should not run outside every day, but should stay at home doing embroidery and writing."
My mother happily agreed.
As a result, my mother held up the embroidery he had embroidered and asked for credit for his handwriting.
He was taught how to go to the hall and the kitchen, and he was also a nanny and bodyguard of the hungry wolf.
"Mother, there is everything in Wuji Palace, why did you sneak out?" The little boy rolled his eyes as dark as ink.
Xin Mo'er corrected him unceremoniously, "Your mother and I call it an open and honest outing, how can we call it secretly?"
The little boy drooped his head, and his eyes, which were stained by ink, carefully stared at every expression on her face, "Okay, the baby said the wrong thing. Mother, why did you think of it when you didn't go anywhere else?"
How about an honest visit to Nanzhao? Uncle Nangong’s Kyoto is much better than here in terms of scenery, Yanbei is better than Nanzhao in terms of scenic spots and ancient times, and Desert West is no worse than Nanzhao in terms of history and culture."
Xin Moer seemed to be thinking about his question very seriously, and gave an answer after a while, "I'm tired of playing with you and my mother in the Three Kingdoms, and I'm not interested anymore."
"But, grandpa said that my mother is not allowed to step into Nanzhao Kingdom, otherwise my mother's legs will be broken. Baby, don't let me have no legs." The little boy looked at her with a pitiful look.
Xin Moer smiled slyly, "If Xin Baobao doesn't tell me, and I won't tell your mother, will your grandpa know that we have been here?"
"What should we do if grandpa asks us when we meet him in the future?"
"Feel free to fool around." Xin Mo'er took the trouble to answer.
"But, mother said that it is wrong for babies to lie. Babies should develop good habits from an early age and not lie." Xin Baobao tilted his head.
Xin Moer finally turned her head and looked at him, "My dear, you talk a lot today."
Xin Baobao laughed twice, and the two of them continued to visit the scenery and people on the street. Until they passed a mansion, Xin Baobao stopped and couldn't help but say again, "Mother, do you have a feeling about this place?"
Looks familiar?”
Xin Moer stopped, scanned the surroundings carefully, and then turned her head to look to the left. She saw that the door of the palace on the left was closed, and the plaque with three dragons and phoenixes engraved in it read, "Prince Xu's Palace."
In just one second, he turned his head, shook his head seriously, put his slender hand on Xin Baobei's forehead, and said seriously, "Have you been here in a dream?"
Xin Baobei's mouth twitched, and the black thread couldn't stop falling. He walked forward with her, as if neither of them had been here before.
Xin Moer walked and stopped in front of a tavern, staring at the three words on the tavern and feeling dissatisfied.
Xin Baobei followed her gaze and saw three words written on the restaurant's signboard, "A fresh restaurant."
"It feels like home." Xin Moer said leisurely.
"Mom, the location of this tavern is pretty good and the layout is extraordinary. Let's just stay here." Xin Baobao suggested.
"good."
Xin Baobei tied up the horse, unloaded the things on the horse, held a dozen in his left hand and a bunch in his right hand, like a hard worker who was tired from running around, and walked into a fresh food store.
Xin Moer entered the tavern easily with empty hands.
As soon as the two entered, everyone's eyes fell on the mother and son.
Xin Baobao walked up to the shopkeeper and asked, "Bring me and my mother a room in the upper room."
There were whispers from the crowd.
"This little boy is so cute!"
"I thought they were siblings, but I didn't expect it was a mother-son relationship."
"How could she be willing to cripple a child like that? Others are doing heavy lifting as a mother, but she had nothing to do and put all the heavy objects on the child."
"Yes, she is quite beautiful, but what she does is so unorthodox."
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Xin Moermo, how I treat my son is none of your business! He walked to the private guest room on the second floor glumly and closed the door with a bang.
Xin Baobei followed him into the room and threw all the baggage in his hands on the table as a salute. He seemed to notice her displeasure and said with a flattering smile, "Mother, calm down. Those people are just jealous of mother, we don't
Get acquainted with them."
"What do I have to be jealous of?" Xin Mo'er was dissatisfied. According to her father's opinion, she gave birth to a child out of wedlock. It can be said that there are very few in this continent. If someone knew about it, they still don't know how to spread the word about her.
Woolen cloth.
"Jealous mother, you have such a capable and sensible son like me!" Xin Baobao blinked and said with a smile.
Xin Moer turned his face from side to side and asked in confusion, "Are you sure you are really my son? Why don't you look anything like me?"
Xin Baobao was despised and devastated. "If mother doesn't like the way the baby looks, the baby can ask grandpa to use a knife on the baby's face to make her look like my mother."
Xin Mo'er twitched her mouth, thinking of her father's superb medical skills, she broke into a cold sweat, curled her lips and said, "No, let's forget it. It's all natural."
Xin Baobao pressed a kiss on her palm-sized face and said like a grown-up, "Mom, just wait, I'll go down and bring you some delicious food."
"Yeah." Xin Mo'er responded lightly.
Xin Baobei left the room, closed the door, and headed downstairs. At the same time, a handsome man dressed in white and exuding a cold aura, like a god descending from the earth, walked into the tavern.