Legend of Maple

, Hongyue led the two girls to bow to Mo Qingjue, who was leaning on the bed and looked even more charming.But when her eyes scanned the hall secretly, but she didn't find that person, but touched the little baby in Mo Qingjue's arms, she almost exclaimed in shock but joy.Pingping God, she called out: "My lord."

It turned out that he was not injured, he was not injured... Hongyue was happy in her heart.But at the same time she was shocked.Because, although she can't figure out her master's habits, she clearly remembers how her master hated the baby when it was born, and how ruthlessly deprived the baby of all rights and threw him away. Fend for itself in Fengyuan.If it wasn't for that gentle man trying his best to fight for the baby's life, Hongyue would have guessed the baby's fate without thinking deeply! !Only one word! !die! !

But now, how can Hongyue not be shocked that her master is teasing this baby he hates so much in such a good mood.

Mo Qingjue didn't know that in this instant, countless thoughts had flashed in Hongyue's heart.He smiled bewitchingly, poked Mo Feng's face with his hand, and said lazily: "After packing up, bring him to the front hall."

"Yes." Hongyue didn't dare to make mistakes, she was secretly startled, and responded in awe.

Mo Qingjue narrowed his eyes and smiled at Mo Feng, got up gracefully, and walked out.

After Mo Qingjue went out, Hongyue and the two girls took a breath at the same time, Hongyue said: "Chun'er, go out with escapism, and find clothes for a kid as big as Young Master as soon as possible. Remember, it's better ,do you know?"

The girl called Chun'er responded, turned around, and a white light flashed and disappeared in place.

After Chun'er left, Hongyue took a cautious look at Mo Feng, and said in her heart: Your lord hates this child so much, how could... how could he give him such an important position?Logically speaking, if the lord chooses the young lord, he should also choose the young lord Ziqing...

Hongyue couldn't figure it out, no matter in which respect, that gentle and elegant man Mo Ziqing who quietly stood in her heart was the best choice.But the fact is that this child was indeed given the title of Young Master.When Hongyue looked at Mo Feng, there was more thoughtfulness in her eyes.

Mo Feng knew in his heart that it must be the title of the so-called young lord that made Hongyue think otherwise.But nothing could be seen on Mo Feng's face and eyes, he always looked innocent, like a child, very well-behaved.

After a while, Chun'er's figure suddenly appeared, holding a small light purple dress in her hands.Hongyue restrained her mind, winked at them, and signaled them to do it.

Chun'er and another girl got orders, and started to dress Mo Feng.Because of Mo Feng's noble status, they have been very careful when dressing Mo Feng, and they didn't dare to look at Mo Feng too much.

After dressing Mo Feng, Hongyue picked up Mo Feng and walked out.

In the outer hall, Mo Qingjue sat at the table drinking alone.Because Mo Qing never liked being close to others, so no one served him.

Seeing Hongyue walking over with Mo Feng in her arms.Mo Qingjue put down his wine glass and waved his hands, and under Hongyue's terrified eyes, he rolled Mo Feng into his arms.Hugging Mo Feng well, Mo Qingjue picked up the chopsticks and picked up pieces of attractive meat one by one, handed them to Mo Feng's lips, and said, "Eat."

Mo Feng was stunned.Giving meat to a baby with only one deciduous tooth... This man... How can this man be so cute... However, Mo Feng's expression is still so innocent, there is nothing unusual about it.

Hongyue stared dumbfounded at the piece of meat that was as big as a plum, and couldn't help but secretly said in her heart: The young lord has no teeth, so he can't eat this piece of meat at all. If such a big piece of meat is forced into it by the lord, If the Young Master was choked, he would have to lose half his life if he didn't die.Hongyue knew that these things were wrong, but Hongyue didn't dare to say anything, she could only watch Mo Qingjue stuff the piece of meat into Mo Feng's mouth again.

But Mo Qingjue repeated this four or five times, but Mo Feng just didn't open his mouth.

"Eat, do you want to die of starvation?" The powerful Mo Qingjue had never served others with his cultivation base of more than ten thousand years.Seeing that Mo Feng doesn't eat what he feeds, Mo Qingjue's tone and expression are a little impatient due to his long-standing self-importance.

However, Mo Feng still twisted his neck and glanced to the side, avoiding Mo Qingjue's violence.

Seeing Mo Feng's actions, Mo Qingjue frowned, then he put down the meat, picked up an unknown chicken leg-like meat, and handed it to Mo Feng's mouth, saying: "Eat this if you think it's too small. Eat it."

Mo Qingjue's performance made Hongyue who was standing by the side almost faint.She tried her best to suppress the move of wanting to rush over to hug Mo Feng, took a deep breath, and said in her heart: Your lord is really true, a piece of meat the size of a plum is enough to make your young lord lose half his life.If the young master had his mouth gagged by this black bird leg... he would definitely die.

Mo Feng also knew that if he ate these things without using his true energy, he would definitely die.But the cruel reality prevented him from revealing his own strength.He clenched his little hands, wanting to use the true energy in his body to shake Mo Qingjue away, so that he would no longer suffer from such tea poison.But he knew he couldn't.

But he couldn't let Mo Qingjue play like this, just when he was about to use Hongyue to get out of the predicament, an old voice came from outside.

"My lord, the person you invited has arrived and is waiting in the Qinghe Hall."

The voice came in time and saved Mo Feng.Mo Qingjue threw Mo Feng into Hongyue's arms, got up and walked out.When he was about to go out, he said another sentence: "Send the young master back to Fengyuan." After speaking, he walked out.

Red Moon responded.About half a quarter of an hour after Mo Qingjue went out, she just left.

it is finally over……

The brief reunion made Mo Feng feel as if it had been a long time.

Think of the two catastrophes I suffered in just one day.She was fed a spirit fruit by Mo Ziqing once, and almost exploded to death.Being forced to eat meat by Mo Qingjue this time, he almost lost his life.

You have to grow up quickly... Otherwise... you are really under the control of others everywhere.Mo Feng couldn't help thinking secretly in his heart.

Fortunately, I can go back to Fengyuan again, and I can calm down... Mo Feng said again.

On the way to Fengyuan with Mo Feng in her arms, a faint pink appeared on Hongyue's pretty face.

To see him again...

His elegant and gentle smile appeared in his mind, and a little shyness appeared in Hongyue's eyes.

Ziqing, the young master, the person I like, the shyness in Hongyue's eyes is getting worse...

When Hongyue came to Fengyuan, night had already come, Fengyuan had already lit up red lights, and the red and blue maple trees were covered with a layer of dreamlike colors under the light of the moonlight. The whole Maple Garden is so beautiful, elegant and clean, just like a paradise.

lightly warm and happy

Tingfeng Pavilion, the room where Mo Ziqing and Mo Feng lived.At this moment, Mo Ziqing was leaning on the head of the bed blankly, holding a book in his hand, but he hadn't turned the pages for a long time.

I don't know if Feng'er has eaten yet, with his father's moody temperament, will he hit Feng'er?

No, no, Feng'er is so cute and cute, and so quiet, she shouldn't make her father unhappy.Feng'er will be fine, will be fine.

The body is in Cao Ying, the heart is in Han.Mo Ziqing was in Fengyuan, but his heart had gone to Fenglin Hall.He was very worried, but he didn't dare to enter and leave Fenglin Hall at will.Because he knew that Mo Qingjue hated and loathed himself.He knew even more that if he hadn't been obedient all the time, stayed quietly in Fengyuan, never caused trouble, and his cultivation was considered average, Mo Qingjue would have kicked him out of the Demon Realm Hall to practice.

To be honest, Mo Ziqing really didn't like the indifferent and heartless place that only desires power, Moyudian, he even avoided it, he wanted to go out even in his dreams.Go to practice in a leisurely way, and understand the laws of heaven and earth.Seek your own path.

If it was before, he would definitely do it.But now...he no longer has such thoughts.No, it should be said that he had such an idea, but was severely suppressed in his heart.Because, he is no longer alone, facing the darkness and indifference alone.He has a baby.A baby named Mo Feng who makes him warm, makes him happy, makes him happy.

Recalling the happy scenes of being together with Mo Feng over and over again in his mind, and thinking of Mo Feng's cute appearance, Mo Ziqing suddenly felt a little relieved.The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and a gentle smile flickered in his clear and beautiful eyes.

"Feng'er..." Mo Ziqing called out involuntarily.

Just when Mo Ziqing lost his mind, Hongyue's voice came from outside.

"Young master, are you there?"

Mo Ziqing suddenly woke up, got off the bed, and replied, "Come in."

Being gentle and easy-going does not mean condescending to oneself and abandoning one's identity.This point, Mo Ziqing has always been clear.

Hongyue responded softly, pushed open the door with Mo Feng in her arms, and walked into the room.

At this moment, Mo Ziqing had already come out of the room and was sitting in the living room.

Without waiting for Hongyue to speak, the moment he saw Mo Feng, Mo Ziqing's elegant face was stained with an intoxicating smile of joy. He walked straight in front of Hongyue and hugged Mo Feng in his arms. , disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Looking at the empty room, the elegant man who was still smiling warmly just a moment ago was nowhere to be seen, Hong Yue's eyes showed a little bitterness, she smiled self-deprecatingly, turned around, closed the door and walked out.When she reached the gate of Fengyuan, Hongyue looked back at Mo Ziqing's room again.

The master is the master, the slave is the slave, Hongyue, this is fate, even if you are unwilling, you have to accept your fate!That is as gentle as jade, clear