"Uncle Mo." Ye Junling finally found the opportunity to speak, and Xiuya's eyebrows and eyes were slightly closed, and her posture was particularly respectful. "Uncle Mo is a rare trip, and Junling should be well received-"

"There is no need to entertain you." Mo Hua put the long brocade box in his hand on the table, and gently tapped the brocade box with his slender fingers. "For the first time we met, this is a meeting gift I carefully selected for you, let's see if I like it."

Ye Junling was a little flattered.

Mo Hua didn't look at him all the time, and the words he said to the Queen were thorny, which made him feel very uneasy. He didn't expect that he would speak so gently at this time, and he even brought him a meeting gift.

"Thank you, Uncle Mo." Ye Junling bowed sincerely and thanked him. His respectful attitude and etiquette could not be wrong at all. "According to the rules, it is the younger generation who should take gifts to pay homage to the elders--"

"Don't be polite to me." Mo Hua said in a faint tone, "Open and take a look."

Nan Si's eyes fell on the brocade box, her eyes were subtle and thoughtful.

Ye Junling said yes, then took the long brocade box with both hands and opened it carefully.

The things lying in the brocade box made him stunned, and then he looked at them silently for a while, speechless.

Nan Si also saw it.

The two rattan strips with good texture and toughness are valuable at first glance, the thickness of fingers, and the length of an adult's arms.

"The Mo family is very strict, and I have been familiar with this thing since I was a child." Mo Hua smiled slightly, showing an elegant and unparalleled manner, "I wonder if you like it?"

Ye Junling dares to say he doesn’t like it?

The young man's elegant and elegant eyebrows lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and his tone was still respectful: "Uncle Lao Mo taught me a lesson."

In a simple sentence, I have given up all the excuses.

Wrong is wrong, there is no room for refutation.

If you hurt someone’s most precious daughter, you should bear all the consequences.

Nan Si's eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"Xiao Liu'er, don't frown." Mo Hua ignored Ye Junling and gently pinched Nan Si's face, "This is the task assigned to me by Your Majesty before coming here."

Task?

Nan Si had an unknown premonition in her heart: "What task?"

"Here, that's it." Mo Hua pointed to the brocade box in Ye Junling's hand, "Before your mother saw you, these two intact vines needed to be put into use. They were all delivered, so you can't keep dust, right?"

Nan Si didn't say anything.

"Of course, your mother said that Ruo Xiaoliuer felt distressed, so I could just give him a break." Mo Hua shrugged, "Anyway, the Donglan River is about to collapse, and all princes and ministers, ordinary people, will have only one identity in the end, and the slaves are at the bottom."

This comes from an emperor's punishment of anger.

It is also a feeling of distress from the mother for the harm she suffered from her daughter - even if the harm has passed, her anger remains.

The emperor's wrath is enough to burn this territory into ashes and to turn every life on this territory into dust.

Nan Si was silent for a moment and slowly spoke: "This is the only one?"

"Of course it's impossible." Mo Hua smiled, his warm eyebrows and eyes were as if bathed in spring breeze. "Xiao Liu'er is still a little naive. This is just an appetizer."

Nan Si's heart twisted.

"The most I have been with the rattan since I was a child, and this thing has a special meaning to me." Mo Hua said quietly, "But Xiao Liuer should know that your father and Huang Yu's father are far less kind than me."

Nan Si: "..."

This is true.

Nan Si knew better than anyone else that the most tolerant and gentle among the four fathers was Mo Hua.

In her memory, this father not only has a good temper, but also has a particularly kind heart. Although people often say that there is no businessman, Dad Mo, who is in charge of most of the world's wealth, is a person who does good deeds and accumulates virtues.

Since he took over the power of the Mo family at the age of fourteen, he must be the first person to come forward to solve the problem whenever there are natural disasters and man-made disasters on the Mo family territory.

Because of the inappropriate kindness - in the eyes of his brother, such kindness is indeed an inappropriate and undesirable weakness, so I don’t know how many vines were broken on Mo Hua for this.

But kindness is nature.

After becoming the Queen's husband, the Mohist business expanded year by year because of the protection of the court. Mo Hua did not disappoint the Queen's trust, and wealth was taken from the people for the people. The Dongling Empire was vast and no matter where natural disasters encountered, the Mohist family opened warehouses and released grain at the fastest speed, and no one could match the efficiency of dealing with crises.

Over the years, when the people of the Dongling Empire mentioned the Mo family, who would not say that the Mo family was a great family of kindness that helped the world?

Mo Hua's kindness and soft heart are never disguised.

But Mo Hua, a kind-hearted and kind-hearted, prepared two rattans as a meeting gift.

Nan Si closed her eyes and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Ye Xiaoqi." Mo Hua's eyes fell on his handsome face, and his tone was faint, "Put the rattan in salt water, then go to bathe and change clothes first. It is best to change to a looser and more comfortable but not too expensive clothes."

He paused, "Of course, if you want to refuse, I won't force it."

Ye Junling dared not refuse.

Although Mo Hua did not have a single sentence of reprimand from beginning to end, did not provoke a riot, or even did not explain the reasons and identity to teach him a lesson, these are things that each other knows very well.

It would be boring to pretend to be stupid.

The boy nodded and turned to look at Nan Si: "Si'er, you can talk to Uncle Mo first."

Nan Si nodded.

Ye Junling smiled, bowed to Mo Hua, took the brocade box and turned around and left.

"Dad Mo." Nan Si raised her eyes, her expression obviously wanted to speak but stopped.

"Do you want to plead for him?" Mo Hua sat down in front of the couch and spoke lightly, "Your father was so anxious that he fell off his horse when he learned that something happened to you."

Nan Si's face turned pale: "Father, he..."

"It's okay now." Mo Hua held the teacup, "If you want to plead for Xiaoqi of the Ye family, you might as well think about your mother and our four fathers first."

Nan Si was silent.

Mo Hua looked up at her: "You look a little more emotional than two years ago."

Nan Si was silent for a moment: "The story is long, and the experiences are tortuous and bizarre, ups and downs, and are not worthy of being told by outsiders."

"I'm an outsider?"

Nan Si sighed: "Dad Mo is not an outsider, but it is still not worthy of being told by outsiders."

Mo Hua nodded, not forcing her to force her.

"Dad Mo is going to stay tonight?"

"No." Mo Hua looked at the sky outside and said in a gentle tone, "I'm going to Moji Money House tonight. It's time to return the money that Ling Guoji owes me."

Nan Si was silent for a moment: "I really owe it?"

"The Mo family has always rely on integrity in doing business, and it is always unrestrained." Mo Hua glanced at her, "Do you think we are just fooling people?"

Nan Si silent again: "So Dad Mo came to the palace today just to beat Ye Xiaoqi up?"

"Of course not." Mo Hua denied, "Beating him was ordered by His Majesty. In addition, it was mainly to support you."

Nan Si held her chin and sighed: "Can I take Ye Xiaoqi away all night?"
Chapter completed!