Tyrant meets Paranoia [Quick Transmigration]

It's just that I don't know how long this person will stay in the palace?

Mo Qin was thinking in his heart, when he saw that the person in front of him had already picked up the bowl and started to eat it.

While eating, he complained to himself: "I said kid, don't keep calling me you, you, you."

"At any rate, I'm a few years older than you. For the cake's sake, come and call Brother Jin."

Mu Jin frowned, and began to playfully tease the child.

Who knew that the child was not angry when he heard what he said this time, instead he was taken aback for a moment, and really called out a little: "Brother Jin."

"You're so good!" Mu Jin smiled when he heard the other party's address.

He quickly picked up several chopstick dishes for the child, and signaled him to eat quickly.

Seeing Mu Jin's delicious food, Mo Jing blinked.

I don't know why I feel a little happy about the name that is close to the other party.

Couldn't help but smile on his face, and ate the delicious food in front of him.

It's just that Mu Jin didn't leave after he was full of food and drinks and the palace people had packed up the house.

Mo Jing looked at Mu Jin, who was drinking tea leisurely while holding a teacup, with some doubts.

After a while, I finally saw him yawning a little tiredly.

I want to say goodbye to him and let him go to bed earlier.

Who knew that the other party walked to his bedside very comfortably, took off his coat and turned on the bed.

He also patted the bed, and said to himself as a matter of course: "Jing'er, come and rest quickly! Children who sleep late, don't grow tall!"

Mo Qin wanted to refute when he heard Mu Jin's words, but seeing that the other party had closed his eyes comfortably, he couldn't say anything.

Although it felt that this was against the rules, but thinking of the warmth of that person's embrace, the child suddenly couldn't bear to let him go.

Pursing his lips, Mo Zhen was at war in his heart.

But in the end, he couldn't restrain the longing in his heart, and climbed onto the bed carefully.

Sure enough, as soon as he went to bed, he was hugged by the other party.

The aura on the young man was still reassuring.

The child couldn't help thinking, if he really had a brother who loved him, would he be like him.

Closing his eyes relaxedly, the child buried his head deeply between Mu Jin's neck.

I just hope that Mu Jin can stay by her side for a longer time, longer.

He was looking forward to it in his heart, but he didn't expect that the other party's stay would be for a lifetime.

People say that the rainbow is broken and the rain is clear, the autumn sky is clear, and the mountains are dyed and eyebrows are freshly green.

Such a relaxing scene is common in autumn on the outskirts of Xiling.

A tall and slender young man in soft armor was riding a tall steed and was running towards the camp quickly.

The young man looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a pair of light amber eyes as sharp as a falcon.

He didn't get off his horse until he was close to the camp, and his movements were done in one go, chic and neat.

Perhaps thinking of the people in the tent, his brows and eyes softened a lot.

When the curtain was lifted, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

And in the tent at this moment, a young man in white was sitting on the couch without any image.

A pair of big cat eyes showed a little blurred state, and the shallow pear dimples brought a bit of childishness.

It seems that he is much younger than his actual age, and it is completely impossible to see that the other party has passed the age of the crown.

The man was holding the flagon in one hand, resting his chin in the other hand, shaking the empty flagon in his hand with some dissatisfaction.

Raising his eyes, he noticed the tall young man walking into the tent.

Immediately, he showed a bright smile at the man, and the two pear nests seemed to be oozing honey.

Mu Jin said cheerfully: "Jin'er, why did you come back so soon. What do you gain?"

Originally, the tone was clear and clear, but because of being drunk, it became hoarse, which made Mo Qin's ears feel a little numb.

With an inexplicable heat in his ears, Mo Yan called out helplessly, "Brother Jin."

As usual, there was nothing he could do about Mu Jin's unpretentious appearance.

Seeing that the other party was about to fall off the couch with his head tilted, he hurriedly took two steps and directly fished him back.

Mu Jin took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around the boy's waist, and seemed to be used to the other party's behavior.

Little drunk! Mo Yan sighed in his heart, anyway, Mu Jin didn't look like this for a day or two.

Originally, I had always hoped that the young man could spend more time with me, but I didn't expect that the other party would stay for seven years.

The two got along day and night, and their relationship became closer.

It's just that I don't know when Mu Jin got this alcoholism.

It seems that since the other party was fifteen or sixteen years old, he would often go to the small kitchen to steal wine and drink.

Ever since he became an adult, Mu Jin has been addicted to alcohol.

Even I couldn't stop him, so I had no choice but to allow him to drink half a pot every day.

Fortunately, Mu Jin doesn't care about others, and he listens to his own persuasion.

Seeing that he was really unhappy, he looked aggrieved and cherished the small half pot of wine every day.

On weekdays, Mu Jin always yelled that there was not enough wine, but this time he caught up with Qiu Lie and came out to relax.

Mo Jing wanted to let Mu Jin relax, and did not limit the amount of drinking.

Who knows, this guy is lucky, he really soaked himself in the wine tank.

Every day on the hunting ground, I don't see anyone, and I just hide in this tent and drink every day.

Mu Jin on the side didn't seem to feel the boy's depression, still shaking his head with a smile on his face.

The whole person hung on the other party's body and hummed: "Jin'er, get a pot of wine for brother."

Seeing this, Mo Qin frowned slightly, and said seriously to him: "No, brother Jin, you have already drunk a lot today."

"I do remember that you have been drinking since breakfast."

Hearing what Mo Jing said, Mu Jin curled his lips and snorted softly.Complained: "The bigger it is, the less cute it is."

Mingming was so easy to deceive when he was young, he would do whatever he said.

When he was in a hurry, he knew that with bright paws, he was a very lively wolf cub in front of him.

But for some reason, after seven years, this kid has become more and more well-behaved.

He always manages things to himself, and Mingming is six years younger than himself, but he is very dogmatic like a little old man.

Could it be that there is something wrong with my education?

Mu Jin rubbed his chin and looked at Mo Jing beside him.

Glancing at the opponent's figure, I don't know what the kid ate behind his back.

But at the age of 15, his stature was actually drawn to be taller than himself.

The originally skinny figure has also been recuperated over the years, and it looks very strong.

If the two of them stand together, it means that Mo Jing has already reached the championship, and some people should believe it.

On the contrary, it was me, still looking like he was sixteen or seventeen years old.

He didn't grow taller after reaching his stature, and it seemed that he could only do this in his life.

Looking at the figure of Mo Qin busy in the tent, Mu Jin sighed.

I feel that I am really incompetent as an older brother, and always let the other party take care of me like this.

In the beginning, I mostly took care of the children's lives by myself.

But I don't know when, the two people switched positions.

But Mo Jing is indeed much more careful than himself, and he seems to like to help him take care of everything around him.

After a long time, Mu Jin, who is in the advanced stage of lazy cancer, just let it go.

However, since the child grew up, his appearance has become more and more similar to that of Senior Qiongqi.

Mu Jin rested his chin, looked at Mo Zhen in front of him, couldn't help but think of Qiong Qi once, and the nostalgia in his eyes flashed away.

Looking at the other party's broad back, she blushed slightly.

I can't help but look forward to when my children will grow up completely.

Although the other party will become an adult in less than three years, I can't wait now.

It's just that Mu Jin didn't notice it at the moment. After seeing the familiar look of nostalgia in Mu Jin's eyes again, the boy on the opposite side lowered his head to hide the haze in his eyes.

Mo Jing had already discovered from a very young age that as he grew up, Brother Jin would sometimes look at him in a daze.

Although he looked at himself, he seemed to be looking at another person through himself.

He was always guessing who Brother Jin was looking at, could it be because of that person that Brother Jin treated him so well?

I couldn't help but feel a little tasteful in my heart but didn't dare to ask.

I'm afraid that after asking, the other party's answer is the one I don't want to hear the most.

So, Mo Yan suppressed his curiosity and pretended to be deaf and dumb, but he still couldn't stop the pain in his heart.

After so many years, Mo Jing is no longer the kid who was bullied by others.

Since he lived with the queen mother, the other party's health has really improved a lot.

Later, Mo Zhen found out that the queen mother really loved him, and he was grateful in his heart, and his filial piety to the queen mother was even more meticulous.

As the relationship between the grandparents and grandsons became deeper, Mo Jing's status in the palace also rose.

It's just that he didn't care about the flattery of the palace people around him.

Because he knew that in this palace, only the emperor's grandmother and Brother Jin treated him sincerely.

Having seen those fickle worlds earlier, how could Mo Yan take those superficial hypocrisy into his eyes.

Anyway, in this world, the only people who are most important to me are the emperor's grandmother and Brother Jin.

No matter who the person Brother Jin misses is, don't try to snatch that person away from you.

Brother's love belongs to him alone!

Just as she was thinking, Mu Jin picked up a small bowl next to the table and poured some water into it.

He took out another porcelain bottle from his bosom, took out a dark red pill, and melted it into the water.

He raised his head and waved to him, saying: "Jin'er, come here and drink the medicine."

Mo Yan nodded when he heard the words, and obediently walked over to take a sip from the medicine bowl.

The medicine in the bowl was slightly bitter, with a fresh aroma of lotus leaves and an indescribably fishy-sweet taste.

People can't tell what's in it.

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