Chapter 833: Onset, three small milk bags

She found that Jing Tianyi didn't look like her at all, following Ye Yunjin's temperament. Playing will be dedicated to girls, make girls happy.
The most important thing is that this little guy can't move without seeing the girl.
A look of sadness flashed in his eyes, watching the three children chasing in the garden, playing so happily, the corner of his mouth evoked a happy smile.
Jing Baiyao looked at Jing Tianyi and said to Mo Yi: "Hey, my son seems to have followed me. He has been so lively since childhood."
Mo Yan looked at Jing Baiyao and couldn't help laughing, "Which of these three children does not follow you?"
Jing Baguio froze, think about it too. Maybe three children grew up together. He nodded comfortably, hoping that the children would always grow up as simple and happy as they are now.
The three were chatting happily, and the figures of the demon and Jing Muhan appeared.
The moment Jing Tianyi saw Jing Muhan, his bright eyes looked at Jing Tianyi and shouted, "Father King!"
Jing Muhan saw a small black figure rushing over here, leaning back slightly, without intending to catch him.
Sedum Chan also guessed that would be the case. The thin pink lips evoked a beautiful arc, the dark hair fell on the back, and the pretty face was as delicate as a girl.
His light-filled eyes glanced at Mo Yan, and suddenly changed direction and flew towards Mo Yan's arms!


He didn't believe it, and the father and king would still be indifferent to seeing him dig into his mother's arms!
Nice brows raised slightly, just as Sedum 珏 was about to fall into Mo 莜 莜 's arms, sure enough! An ink-colored shadow suddenly flashed, and disappeared in front of Mo Yi together with Jing Tianyi.
Mo Yan frowned, looking at the figures of Jing Muhan and Jing Tianyi, not far away.
Large and small, standing together, one indifferent like ice, the appearance of a strict father, the other with some pink on his face, a nice smile on the corner of his mouth.
Jingmuhan said to Jing Tianzhang, "Hey, the king said, don't let your mother-in-law hold you! You are not too young!"
Jing Tianyi gave a cold hum, and gave a dismissive glance at Jing Muhan: "Huh! My son is only five years old. Both sisters can let their mother kiss her, why can't I!"
"You are a boy! Men and women do not accept each other!"
Mo Yan heard Jing Muhan's serious explanation, gave Jing Muhan a grimace, got up and walked over, and took Jing Tianshou's hand and said to him, "Dear son, don't listen to your father Wang!
Jing Muhan stood aside, watching all this indifferently.


In the gazebo, Jing Baiyao and Lan Linlin looked at the two and couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing. Seeing Jing Mu's cold eyes sweeping, he got up quickly and retreated with the excuse of his daughter.
In the garden, there were only three members of Mo's family. Jing Tianyi looked up at Jing Muhan and suddenly asked, "Father, are you ill?"
Jing Muhan's eyes fluttered strangely, and his eyes glanced at Mo Yan, and he hurriedly covered Jing Tian's mouth, begging him not to talk nonsense.
Jing Tianyan frowned and raised his eyes, looking at Jing Muhan's face that had not changed for thousands of years. His eyes were full of doubts.
Mo Yan watched the father and son see a little panic from Jing Muhan's eyes, and she asked: "Are you and your son hiding something from me?" After looking at Jing Muhan, "Jin, are you sick?"
Why didn't she know?
Jing Muhan froze, and said with a smile on his lips: "Don't listen to the nonsense, when did the king get sick? It is really sick, and it will be fine soon."
Mo Yan stared at Jing Muhan tightly, trying to see something from his eyes. It was just that Jing Muhan was hiding too deeply, she couldn't see through. Forget it, when he avoids Jing Muhan and asks his son, he will tell himself.
Thinking so, I won't say more.
At night, Mo Yanwo fell asleep in Jing Muhan's arms. Jing Muhan suddenly opened his eyes, and those deep eyes were filled with scarlet blood, and there was a strange flash in his eyes. He looked at the little woman in his arms and reached out. Pointed at her sleeping spot, carefully covered her for the quilt, and stumbled out, covering her heart.


In the study, the candlelight flickered, and the night's Sedum passed, and he took a curious glance at the familiar and slightly embarrassed figure in the study. Curiously blinked, "Did the Emperor's disease relapse again?" He muttered in his mouth, and approached the study cautiously.
Jing Muhan was covering her chest with one hand and supporting the table with one hand, and her whole body was a little unstable.
There was a dazzling bright red in his mouth. He hurriedly took out the parchment and wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth.
Deep eyes looked at the blood on the parchment.
Unexpectedly, the ten-year life span has passed halfway. Since last winter, his body suddenly seemed to be drained of divine power. His offensive power is weakening every day, and even when he is at night, he vomits blood and angina pectoris. !! Today Xu is suddenly so serious because he has moved his divine power to stop Muer!
Jun Mei's face was as pale as paper. Jing Muhan coughed a few times and walked to the desk to sit down. His appearance at this moment must not be seen by the little woman!
Jingmu was crying out, and a strange change came from outside, Jing Mu asked coldly, "Who!"
Sedum's small body hid under the windowsill and did not dare to say a word. Thinking that Jing Muhan hadn't found him, when he stood up to find his mother and concubine to talk about his father's situation, the whole body was lifted up.
His feet kicked in the air for a while, and his eyes fell on Jing Muhan, "Father, you have something to hide from your mother-in-law! I'm going to tell my mother-in-law that you are sick! You are very sick!"
"My King is okay, it just caused the cold. Hey, don't make a fool!"


"I didn't make a fool! The father king lied! I just saw the father king vomiting blood ..."
Before the words were finished, Mo Yanqing's voice came from outside the door, "Jin, Xier, are you in the study?"
Jing Muhan suddenly covered Jing Tianyi's mouth and shook his head at Jing Tianyi, "Don't tell your mother-in-law, she knows, and will worry. Tomorrow, tomorrow, the king will tell you everything!"
When Jing Tianyi saw this, he nodded, and agreed to Jing Muhan's words.
Jing Muhan was relieved instantly, adjusted his breath, and walked to the door with his discomfort, opened the door, and saw Mo Yan frowning suspiciously, saying, "How did you wake up?"
Mo Yan asked inquisitively: "Jin, Ma'er, what are you doing here if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" The father and son were weird during the day, and so mysterious tonight. The more I feel wrong.
Seeing Jing Muhan's face was not right, she looked at Jing Muhan. "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with your body?"
Jing Muhan shook his head, "No, don't think about it. The king's body has always been tough, don't you feel it?"
The meaning in the words was that Mo Yan naturally understood that his face suddenly became crimson, and he could not help but glanced at Jing Muhan: "Where is the child! Dare to say anything!"
Jing Muhanrao looked at Mo Yan with an interest, and laughed, "Xie Er is still young and doesn't understand what we say."
Who knows that Jing Tianyi said, the immature voice said, "Father, I'm not young anymore, I still know a little about those things between men and women."