Chapter 1174 2.610 So Cute
Mo Lian laughed, nodded, and left Qiao Mu alone in the training room, "Then we have an appointment!"
Qiao Mu nodded slightly helplessly.
It's so strange, this man always hinders her practice, why does she just don't want to beat him to death...
"Qiao Qiao." Mo Lian poked her head from outside the training room and narrowed her eyes at her with a smile, "See you tomorrow."
Qiao Mu raised his little hand and shook his little paw subconsciously.
Mo Lian endured it, and then she restrained herself from rushing towards her, and hugged her again and rubbed her.
The little guy is so cute!
I really want to hold her like this, even if I don't do anything, just chatting all night.
I don’t want to let go at all!
What kind of training are you doing? This kid, as if he has joined a cult, keeps talking about training all day long.
Prince Mo left the secret room with a melancholy look on his face and returned to the dormitory, but his eyes kept looking in the direction of the secret room involuntarily.
His JoJo is back, so good!
His poor heart, which was hanging high in confusion, seemed to have settled down and stabilized his mind.
——The dividing line of my lotus——
Annan Palace in Mojing City
The plaque with black background and gilding shines in the twilight light, showing majesty and solemnity.
The grand doors rumbled open in both directions.
A group of people walked out, supporting a woman with slightly bulging cheeks, a fleshless face, and an unusually thin figure.
The woman was about fifty years old, and her harsh and cunning face was now filled with a happy smile.
The two nuns supporting the woman, one on the left and the other on the right, had their hair tied up and were dressed in blue-shirted servant uniforms.
Standing next to him was a man in his fifties, wearing a purple and gold robe, with black hair and a black beard that was several inches long. He was the old King Annan and his princess Wu Xingmo.
The couple looked at each other, nodded with smiles, and looked forward with a look of hope on their faces.
"Come, come, prince and concubine, the prince is back, he is back." A servant in Tsing Yi quickly ran towards the door of the mansion, shouting happily.
"Quick, quick, help me over." Wu Xianmo couldn't help but shouted, holding the hands of the two nuns.
"Princess, don't worry, the prince will come to see you soon." A nun smiled and held her hand.
Three fast horses galloped in from far and near under the expectant eyes of everyone.
A black shadow in the middle fell off the horse and threw the spear in his hand to the soldiers behind him. Prince Annan's son Qiu Fu hurriedly stepped forward and prostrated himself upright in front of the old Prince Annan and the princess. "How virtuous and capable is this child? He bothered his father." Mother greets her right out of the house."
"Fu'er, get up, get up quickly." Princess Annan excitedly walked down a few stairs and hurriedly helped him up. In her excitement, she touched her son's handsome face with trembling hands and smiled very happily, " Fu'er, my mother has been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally she is looking forward to your return home. Fu'er is thinner, but stronger."
"Mother." Prince Annan's son Qiu Fu smiled and supported Princess Annan. In a blink of an eye, he looked at Prince Annan who was smiling, "Fu'er has met dad."
"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back." Old King Annan stroked his beard and chuckled.
Princess Annan nodded and looked at her son tenderly, "Fu'er, you have been traveling all the way. Thank you for your hard work. Let's talk about it when we get back."
"Well, your mother is right. Fu'er, let's go home first. I'll catch the wind for you today and cook a lot of your favorite dishes. Come in." King Annan also stroked his beard and chuckled.