Chapter 260: What are you talking about, hypocritical!
Chapter 260 What are you bragging about, hypocritical!
Mo Beiyuan had just put on his clothes when the dark guard came with news from the prime minister's mansion.
"Emperor Wu'an took the sweet cake to the prime minister's mansion, hung the eldest lady of the prime minister's mansion outside the city gate, killed the young master of the prime minister's mansion, and tied the prime minister and his wife into the largest palace in the imperial city." In the swill bucket in the back alley of the restaurant."
Yunran: "..."
"Wait, didn't he bring the sweet cakes to buy candied haws?" How did he go to the prime minister's mansion?
The dark guard replied: "I went to buy candied haws, and I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion by the way."
"By the way?"
Yunran looked at this, but it didn't seem like an accident at all.
Xuanyuan Yu should have gone to avenge them, why did he kill Yun Hai?
Yunhai is not dead, of course Yunran doesn't care.
What she was worried about was that under the eyes of Emperor Dongzhou, Xuanyuan Yu attacked the prime minister's mansion and slapped Emperor Dongzhou in the face, and the apparently peaceful relationship between the two countries would be broken.
The corners of Mo Beiyuan's eyes drooped, his expression looked extremely cold, and his pupils with different pupils were like the winter night sky, revealing an icy coldness that couldn't be melted away.
"He killed someone in front of Cookie?"
Similarly, Mo Beiyuan didn't care whether Yunhai was dead or not.
What he cares about is whether Xuanyuan Yu killed someone in front of his sweet cake.
How old is Xiaotuanzi? He didn't want Xiaotuanzi to see that kind of **** and brutal scene.
Xuanyuanyu couldn't control his emotions, and killed people in front of Xiaotuanzi. This was the reason why Mo Beiyuan was angry at this time.
The secret guard truthfully reported what happened at the prime minister's mansion: "That's not true. When Emperor Wu'an made a move, he made the little sweet cake master close his eyes, and he struck very quickly. That Yunhai didn't even have a chance to scream. different place."
After listening to him, Mo Beiyuan's face looked a little better.
Not long after the dark guard came back to hand over the news, Xuanyuan Yu came back with Xiaotuanzi in his arms.
Xiao Tuanzi giggled in his grandfather's arms, apparently not knowing what happened just now.
"Mother, grandpa took the sweet cake to fight the big bad guy!"
Xiao Tuanzi clenched her little milk fist and spoke in a childish voice.
Yunran saw her running towards Mo Beiyuan with her short legs twisted, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, and hugged her into her arms.
"Daddy, hug."
Xiao Tuanzi was in her arms, and he was waving his two short arms at Mo Beiyuan to hug him.
Yunran saw Mo Beiyuan take a few steps forward, and raised his arm.
Looking at this natural and skillful movement, it is obvious that he has forgotten his injuries.
Yun Ran coughed softly: "Daddy's arm is twisted, so I can't hug you these few days."
The white and soft little dumpling stared at a pair of **** eyes, and said with a surprised expression: "What does it mean that the arm is twisted?"
Yunran explained: "It's because my arm is injured, so I can't hug you."
"Is Daddy injured?" Xiaotuanzi's face had no smile on her face, showing a worried expression. The tears in her big dark eyes came as soon as she said it, and Yun Ran admired her super-developed lacrimal glands.
Xiao Tuanzi was crying so sadly, I don't know, I don't think what happened to Mo Beiyuan.
"I just can't hug you for the time being, and when the injury heals, I can still play high with you." Yun Ran wiped her tears for her, coaxing her with a warm voice, dispelling her uneasiness.
"Then Daddy is injured, does it hurt? I want to give Daddy Huhu, Huhu, it won't hurt anymore."
Xuanyuan Yu touched his nose, his arm was injured, maybe he stabbed it just now.
But Mo Beiyuan is a big man, what are you bragging about, hypocritical!
"He is an adult, not afraid of pain."
"I'm afraid, Daddy is afraid of pain!"
The soft, white and tender little dumpling has just cried, with crystal teardrops hanging on the thick and curly eyelashes, the big eyes are watery from crying, and the tip of the nose is pink, looking extremely pitiful.
His voice trembled slightly, and he looked at Mo Beiyuan eagerly, as if he was about to cry or not.
(end of this chapter)