Tyrant meets Paranoia [Quick Transmigration]

When Mu Jin came here, what he saw was the scene in front of him.

He sat quietly on the fence, looking at the child on the stone steps with his head down.

People can't see the expression on his face clearly, only the standard prince's clothes he is wearing can be seen.

The embroidery on the clothing itself is gorgeous and extraordinary, but the figure of the person wearing him is too thin.

In contrast to the baggy clothes, it looks like someone else's clothes have been stolen.

The other party was so thin and frail that no one could even tell that he was an eight-year-old child.

Although I have seen Mo Jing many times through the system broadcast in the sea of ​​knowledge.

But seeing Qiongqi's appearance in this world, Mu Jin couldn't help clenching his fists.

He knew that his sweetheart was not doing well in this world, very badly.

Although he is a prince, but because he was born of a female slave from a foreign race, he came from a lowly background.

Father and emperor don't love her, and mother and concubine don't show pity.

So in the palace, no one really took him seriously.

Looking at the remote dormitory where he lived, and sitting alone on the stone steps without any palace guards around, he knew the status of the third prince.

But fortunately those palace people saw that Mo Jing was the only one present, so they just slid away and created an opportunity for Mu Jin.

He deliberately made some noises, and sure enough, he quickly attracted the other party's attention.

Startled by the sudden noise, Mo Jing quickly stood up and looked around.

Soon, he found Mu Jin who was sitting on the high wall, shaking his legs leisurely.

His eyes widened subconsciously, and Mo Yan only felt that his brain was a little bit overwhelmed.

The young man on the fence was dressed in a white Taoist robe and his hair was like splashed ink.

Qiong nose cherry lips, picturesque eyebrows.

At this moment, the pair of round cat eyes were looking at him, smiling and bending into a crescent moon.

Is it Fairchild?

This sentence came out of Mo Jing's heart.

But if it is not a fairy, is there really such a good-looking person in the world?

Mo Jing couldn't say any more words that could describe the other party.

He only knew that the other party was more beautiful than any other beauties he had seen in the palace.

Not charming, but it can make people unable to take their eyes off.

However, after living in the palace for many years, even an eight-year-old child still has a high degree of vigilance.

So soon, Mo Jing woke up.

The amazement in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and he put on a serious face.

He frowned at Mu Jin and shouted, "Who are you?"

While Mo Jing was observing Mu Jin, Mu Jin was also looking Mo Jin up and down.

The eyes are like stars, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the delicate facial features have been highlighted at a young age.

Looking at Mo Jing at such a close distance, he realized that the other party's eyes were translucent light amber.

Perhaps it was because of his mother's background that his facial features appeared more three-dimensional, with some exotic amorous feelings.

Under the influence of Qiongqi's soul, Mo Jing's appearance will naturally be similar to Qiongqi.

It's just that his complexion is sallow now, and he is very thin.Coupled with his young age, it concealed the other party's elegance.

But after growing up, the appearance of the other party can still be imagined.

At this moment, seeing the kid on the opposite side pretending to be mature and questioning him, Mu Jin only felt that it was very cute.

Knowing that it is difficult to live in the deep palace, but he did not expect the other party to be so wary of the people and things around him at such a young age.

A bit of sourness rose in his heart, and Mu Jin's smile towards Mo Zhen became a little more gentle.

He turned over and jumped down from the wall, walking in front of Mo Jing.

Mu Jin is only 14 years old in this world now, but he is already much taller than Mo Jing.

Looking at the child on the opposite side, even looking up at him, still unabated, Mu Jin's eyes flashed a glint of approval.

Bending down slightly, he leaned in front of Mo Jing.

Blinking at Mo Jing, he said with a smile, "Do you know the real Chongming?"

"You mean the national teacher?" Mo Yan was taken aback when he heard this.

Glancing at the Taoist robe on Mu Jin's body, he had some guesses in his heart.

After all, the name of Daoist Chongming is known to everyone in the entire Xiling.

The national teacher often goes to the palace to face the saints, but he has never heard of who will follow him.

Looking at Mu Jin with some doubts, Mo Zhen asked uncertainly: "Are you a person of Xuan Qing Guan?"

Mu Jin nodded, and said with a light smile, "I'm Mu Jin, a disciple of Master Chongming. My child, what's your name?"

"You, you don't recognize me?" Mo Yan couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard Mu Jin's words.

Thinking that since the other party is a disciple of the national teacher, he must be very valued by the national teacher if he can be brought into the palace.

It's just that I don't know why this person will appear in the bedroom where I live.

You know, this place is extremely remote in the palace.

Looking at the doubt in the child's eyes, how could Mu Jin fail to guess what he was thinking.

Feeling happy, Mu Jin glanced around pretending to be distressed.

Facing Mo Jing helplessly, he said, "I said kid, do you know where this is?"

"The master originally asked me to go down with a father-in-law to rest, but we got separated on the way and I lost my way."

"If the master comes out and finds that I can't be found, he will definitely blame me!"

Hearing Mu Jin's words, Mo Jing carefully observed the other's expression.

Seeing his open eyes without the slightest guilty conscience, I already believed him [-]%.

Thinking of the escaped appearance of this man, no matter how he looked at it, Mo Yan felt that he must have lost his way because of his playfulness, so he got lost and ran to him.

I didn't expect Chongming Daoist to teach such a reckless apprentice because of his high virtue and prestige.

You must know that it is not a trivial matter to walk around in this palace at will, in case you end up somewhere you shouldn't go or annoy someone.

Thinking of the status of Master Guoshi in Xiling, and it would not do him any harm to help this person, Mo Yan helped Mu Jin show the way.

It's just that he didn't expect that the other party didn't leave immediately after he finished pointing the way.

Instead, he sat down on the stone steps where he was sitting just now, picked up the book he had put on the ground, and started to read.

It's just that when Mu Jin really read the contents of the book clearly, he felt upset.

No wonder the children struggled to read the book just now, the contents of the book are all rigid and dogmatic principles.

The expression is obscure and difficult to understand, and it should be a book that only elderly people can read.

The content in this book is obviously not suitable for young children to learn.

The current Mo Jing is just a child, and he doesn't have a good foundation. I'm afraid he can't even understand the content.

What's more, even if you can understand it, reading these books full of superficial benevolence, righteousness and morality will spoil your brain.

But thinking of the child's current situation, Mu Jin knew it clearly.

Even if his mother, Concubine Ling, did not lose power, she was just a woman of a different race and had no foundation in the court after all.

The other concubines only needed to tell the family a few words, and Mo Jing was crushed and rounded in the study and school grounds.

Presumably the Tai Tuo's instruction to the third prince Mo Jing was just a matter of coping.

Shaking the book in his hand, Mu Jin turned to the child beside him and asked, "Do you understand the contents of this book?"

When Mo Qin heard Mu Jin's words, his face flushed, but he snatched the book from the other party's hand.

He stared at Mu Jin angrily with rounded eyes, obviously the other party mentioned his pain.

Of course, he couldn't understand these books.

It's just the pride in his heart that makes him unwilling to show his weakness in front of others.

The content in the book was not explicitly taught by Taifu, but he was asked to recite the passages in the book after leading him to recite it once.

Whenever he couldn't answer the questions in the teaching examination, the Taifu would shake his head and say he was dull.

He is obviously an unfavored prince, and he has no talent in academics, so it's no wonder he is looked down upon by others.

Thinking of this, Mo Jing's eyes dimmed even more.

Mu Jin felt the depression of the child opposite, and knew that it was her words that made him sad.

It's just the first meeting, Mu Jin understands the principle of step by step.

Quickly rubbed Mo Zhen's head with his hands, and said with a light smile: "You are so cute, don't cry all day!"

"Come on, brother, I'll give you something good!"

After finishing speaking, he took out a small paper bag from his pocket and put it in Mo Zhen's hand.

Hearing Mu Jin's words, Mo Qin opened the paper bag in his hand curiously.

He found a few pieces of fragrant and white snacks inside, and looked at Mu Jin with some doubts.

Seeing the other party whispering to him mysteriously: "This is milk cake, very delicious!"

"Master, the old man likes to eat milk cake the most. I finally hid it secretly behind the master's back."

"I'll give it to you now! It's your thank you for showing me the way."

"Wait until the next time I have a chance to enter the palace, and I will bring you other good things!"

After finishing speaking, Mu Jin seemed to be reluctant to look at the package of pastries several times.

As if he couldn't hold it back, he quickly pinched a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and before Mo Zhen could react, he dodged and jumped onto the wall.

Smiling and waving to the other party, he jumped away from here.

Mo Jing stared blankly at the direction where Mu Jin disappeared, and after a long time, he lowered his head and picked up a piece of milk cake.

The sweet fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, making his stomach growl uncontrollably.

Thinking that the lunch meal is those greasy meat and meat, not even a little porridge and side dishes, Mo Yan felt depressed.

Every time he ate a little more of that kind of food, his stomach would feel bloated and uncomfortable.

So most of the time, I can only endure the hunger, or barely eat some.

At this moment, he was already hungry, so he naturally coveted the delicious pastry in front of him.

Although it is common for the palace to design poison, but just now that person ate a piece himself, so it should be fine.

No matter how much Mo Zhen had the city, he was only an eight-year-old child. After all, he couldn't bear the longing in his heart, and put a piece of pastry in his mouth.

The sweet taste fills the mouth instantly, not too sweet and greasy, and the taste is extra soft and glutinous.

Mo Jing only felt that this was the best dim sum he had ever eaten.

The delicious pastries calmed his hungry stomach very well, and made Mo Zhen's whole stomach feel comfortable.