Lin Jiuqing glanced at Mo Chengqing in Mo Xiao's arms. The little guy was looking at Mo Xiao with his eyes open, his eyes were bulging, without any trace of tears, and he didn't look like he had been crying at all.

"It's true." Lin Jiuqing said with some curiosity.

Mo Chengning snorted: "You are so young, but you have so many tricks up your sleeve, and you use them all on me. How ridiculous."

"Wait until he grows up, and then you'll see how I deal with him."

Lin Jiuqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pulled Mo Chengning over to sit next to him and said with a smile, "Why are you angry with him? Wait until he's older, and then you can slowly deal with him."

Mo Chengning was just joking. He loved this brother who looked so much like his mother from the bottom of his heart and was reluctant to punish him.

Hearing his mother say this, Mo Chengning just found it funny and actually laughed out loud.

Sitting next to Lin Jiuqing and taking a look at the food on the table, all of which were his favorites, Mo Chengning's heart felt even warmer.

No matter how tired he is, coming back here always makes him relax.

No matter whether it was his father who bickered with him, or his mother who loved him deeply, or even Mo Chengqing's crying...all of these made up a home and formed Mo Chengning's harbor.

Mo Xiao also came over with Mo Chengqing in his arms, and sat next to Lin Jiuqing, muttering softly, "Why does he cry when Ningning hugs him? And he has no tears, it looks like he's pretending."

Lin Jiuqing looked at him, then at Mo Chengning, and then guessed: "Brother is weak, is he uncomfortable when I hold him?"

Mo Xiao: "When he held the second child in his arms before, the second child loved it very much."

The second one that Mo Xiao mentioned is the second prince Mo Cheng'an.

Mo Chengning snorted: "He doesn't like me as a brother."

Lin Jiuqing immediately said, "I don't think he looks like he doesn't like his brother... Forget it, why talk about this now? He can't tell at this age. He will know when he grows up."

"However, I haven't seen An An for a long time. Let's bring him here next time."

While eating, Mo Chengning said, "He has been very busy recently. He has to learn calligraphy, martial arts, and reading memorials. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to come here."

Lin Jiuqing frowned: "He is still so young, why is he pushing himself so hard?"

Mo Chengning smiled and said, "I guess he wants to use his achievements to ask for grace from his father."

Lin Jiuqing: “Hmm?”

"It will be Concubine Xian's birthday in a while, and he wants to go to Huguo Temple to celebrate her birthday." Mo Chengning said softly.

Mo Xiao and Lin Jiuqing looked at each other. Lin Jiuqing was silent for a moment and said softly, "It's hard for him."

"When the time comes, let him go."

Mo Xiao frowned and didn't like Lin Qingqing.

Mo Chengan has a special status. On the surface, he is the second prince, but in fact he is not. He is afraid that Mo Chengan and Lin Qingqing will have too much contact and will inevitably have second thoughts in their hearts.

Mo Chengning glanced at Mo Xiao's face and then advised: "Concubine Xian treated him well, he remembers it in his heart, this is a good thing, let him go."

Mo Xiao rolled his eyes: "You and your son have spoken, how can I object?"

Mo Chengning grinned at him, turned to look at Lin Jiuqing, and they both laughed.

Mo Xiao is someone else's Majesty, the king of all the people in the world, but he is just their family member.

No matter whether he is a saint or a tyrant in public, he is just a husband and a father at home.

After a happy meal, Mo Xiao suddenly asked, "Why don't you see Mr. Mu?"