In a dormitory in Zichuan Pavilion, Baoer still hugged the world like an octopus, and she didn't let go all night.

With this emperor's grandfather, even his own father Chu Xuanchi and his father Mu Chu were completely abandoned. Especially the emperor's grandfather doesn't like to run around. Basically, others sit there for a long time, and Baoer can play for a long time. Baoer doesn't know how much he likes this.

Relatively speaking, Grandpa Emperor is more fun.

Qiqi and Chu Xuan Chi Muchu were helpless when they saw this, but they were about to go out for battle soon, so their father could not be with them. It would be a good thing to let Baoer and his father stay here together after they became familiar with each other.

At least, the Queen of Father can have more fun.

"Are all the things tomorrow ready?" Mu Chu looked at Qiqi and asked, ignoring the grandfather and grandson who were still playing on the bench.

"I have asked Tiesheng to help get the generator. I will go back later and ask them to help clean up the guest room in the west wing. I'm going to arrange it. You will come and help disinfect it for the last time tomorrow morning." After Qiqi finished speaking, he looked at Chu Xuanchi again: "The five city lords will definitely ask the mother emperor to discuss the battle..."

"I'll deal with it." Before she could finish her words, Chu Xuanchi said calmly.

Qiqi nodded and wanted to say something, but there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

She kept her words and after Mu Fan entered the door with a tray, she suddenly looked at Mu Chu and said, "A Chu, how about you looking at Boy Mu Fan?"

Mu Chu's eyes fell on Mu Fan. The little bit of people's behavior and speech were quite good. They were even more comfortable than ordinary teenagers. This made him subconsciously think of Wushang, who was still outside and had not yet come back.

"A little spiritual." He said, but he was not bad. He was as good as Wushang in temperament, and even if he stood together, he would not look inferior.

But he was very quiet, without the domineering aura that Wushang was born with... Wushang's child was exactly the same as Chu Xuanchi. In fact, Mu Chu didn't know why he compared Mu Fan and Wushang, but he just couldn't help but compare.

Perhaps because Qiqi chose Chu Xuanchi, subconsciously, he still felt that he was not as good as this Xuan King in many aspects.

Although he never cared about this, only he knew whether he really didn't care.

It’s not that Mu Fan is not as good as Wu Shang, but that he does not have the temperament of Chu Xuanchi, and Mu Chu will always feel a little overwhelmed.

It’s not that Qiqi couldn’t see Mu Chu’s regret, but she didn’t understand what he was always staring at other people’s disciples.

Although Wushang is really good, Wushang is not the only one in the world who can catch his eyes, right? I don’t know what he likes Wushang, but the rest of the people could not see it at all in his eyes.

Mu Fan just nodded at Mu Chu, and then continued to hold the tray indifferently, return to the bench, and put the things inside on the coffee table.

It was not that he didn't care about Mr. Mu's opinion of him, but in fact he was very nervous. When he came back, he had already greeted Mr. Mu and obeyed His Highness, and kept trying to find a way to sway in front of him.

However, Mr. Mu didn't care much about him, and he could see this clearly, so he didn't force him.

Although he still doesn't understand many things, he still knows that the matter of becoming a disciple pays attention to opportunities. Without fate, he can't even ask for anything.

"Baoer should be hungry, come and have something to eat first." He looked at Baoer, who was still lying on Sihai Bugui, holding his long hair and braiding his hair.

The four seas were not returning and lowered their eyes and smiled at Baoer, "Go quickly, it's so heavy, it's about to crush Grandpa the Emperor."

"It's heavy after eating, it's so heavy." When Baoer saw the delicious food, his eyes suddenly shone. He smiled and slid down from Sihai Bugui, sat down beside him, waiting for Mu Fan to feed him snacks and meat porridge.

Mu Fan was originally focused on feeding Baoer to drink meat porridge, but Qiqi said so scared that he almost couldn't even handle the bowl.

Staring at Mu Chu, Qiqi smiled and said, "I think Fan'er is particularly interested in medical knowledge. Why don't you accept him as your disciple?"

Just a few words, Mu Fan shook his fingers and almost threw away the bowl in his hand.

"Concentrate." Sihai Bugui looked down at him, his eyes were bright and soft.

It turned out that this child liked Mu Chu and wanted to be his disciple, but he always acted so calmly, which made people look at him with admiration. The eight or nine-year-old child looked a little calmer.

However, children are always children, and after hearing Qiqi tell her thoughts, she still feels panicked.

But Mu Chu said lightly: "I haven't thought about accepting a disciple yet. If Mu Fan is happy, he can learn the medicinal materials from his master. What I learned from his master must be more than I learned from me. My medical skills were also taught by his master."

Mu Fan took the bowl, looked back at him, and hurriedly said softly: "Yes, Mu Fan knows. I will follow Mr. Nian to know more about herbs and will not think about it."

Even though he said so, no one could tell the bitterness in his eyes.

Qiqi frowned and looked at Mu Chu, wanting to speak, but he still didn't say it.

It is his own business to accept disciples. If it was because he said that Mu Chu recognized a disciple like Mu Fan, both of them would blame her in the future.

However, after taking a sip of porridge, Baoer suddenly looked at Qiqi, looked at Mu Chu again, and said with a smile: "Dad, Baoer is going to marry Brother Mu Fan when he grows up."

What!

Some people's hearts tightened, and as the eyes quickly cooled down, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

Mu Fan's heart trembled even more, and cold sweat immediately oozed out from his forehead. Countless gazes behind him fell straight on him, just like countless sharp swords piercing his body. This feeling was really bad.

"Baoer, little girl can't talk nonsense, eat yours quickly." Chu Xuanchi, who was sitting next to Qiqi, had already sunk, looked at her and said coldly.

Although Wuming didn't speak, he glared at Mu Fan fiercely. Although Baoer was not his daughter, he still called him "The Hero Dad". If this kid dared to lie to her, he would cut off his ungrateful head without raising his sword.

It’s so irresistible to have a chance to attack Baoer at such a young age.

But after a moment of anger, Mu Chu suddenly felt a bright spot in his heart.

Ignoring the anger of others, he looked at Baoer and said, "Baoer is still young, so how can he know the question of whether to marry or not? Who taught you how to say such things?"

Baoer still ignored him with a smile, opened his mouth and drank the porridge that Mu Fan had trembling his fingertips, and then continued to smile and said, "The porridge made by Brother Mu Fan is delicious, Baoer likes Brother Mu Fan."

"Boy, where are you from?" Mu Chu suddenly asked. Although his words were still as light as ever, he could not hide the little excitement inside.

Mu Fan's whole body was stiff, and he was so nervous that his sweat broke out. He quickly turned around and looked at Mu Chu and said seriously: "I was originally a child of a family in Mengdu. My parents died tragically during the war. I wandered and wandered to the dark city. Mr. Nian saw that I was pitiful, so he brought me back."

"How can Master be so kind? How did you let Master bring you back among the thousands of children who are wandering on the street?" Mu Chu asked again.

Mu Fan was sweating coldly and had to tell the truth: "That day, Mr. Nian's medicinal materials were sprinkled all over the floor, and I picked them up for him. Perhaps because I saw that I knew how to sort the medicinal materials, I brought me back. After that, I followed Mr. Nian and sorted the medicinal materials for him."

"Is Mu Fan your name? His real name?" Mu Chu asked again.

Mu Fan was still very nervous, and his cold sweat kept spreading. He shook his head and said, "My family used to do medicinal products business. It is said that my father used to be the first surname Meng, but after Her Majesty the Queen issued a notice, civilians are not allowed to use this surname. Therefore, my father has no surname, only a name. Because I cannot use my original surname, I have not changed my name in the future. Everyone called me a boy. Mu Fan changed the name Mu Fan after coming to the Mu family, and has been using it until now."

Mu Chu didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about something.

Mu Fan is an ordinary name, but fortunately it is easy to remember.

"Brother Mu Fan, I'm hungry." Baoer, who hadn't eaten for a long time, couldn't help but complain.

Mu Fan leaned towards Mu Chu again, then immediately turned around and continued to feed Baoer.

Mu Chu didn't say anything, but Qiqi kept staring at them.

It was not until Mu Fan completely fed Baoer and got up to pack up his things that Mu Chu suddenly said, "Do you really like Brother Mu Fan? What do you like him?"

Although he was looking at Mu Fan, this was clearly said to Baoer.

Baoer just wrinkled his nose at him, and then became less interested in the topic. He returned to Sihai Bugui, continued to hold a strand of his hair and slowly braided it.

The world was looking down at her with her eyes down, and the grandfather and grandson were in a state of joy, not sure how happy they were.

"The little guy knows what he likes or not. He is shameless to mislead her?" Chu Xuanchi, who had not spoken much, suddenly said coldly. The voice was covered with chill, which could be heard by anyone.

Although Mu Fan was young, he could still understand it, so he just took it calmly and pretended that he had never heard of it. When Chu Xuanchi said, he nodded respectfully to him, just pretending that he had listened to it.

Mu Chu disagreed and said, "What is childlike innocence? At least what the child said is true. It is also true that Baoer likes Mu Fan. It is not only that boy Wushang can win her favor."

He snorted coldly and said, "What's more, now we pay attention to freedom of love..."

"Who cares about it?" Sihai Bugui suddenly made a sentence, his eyes still soft, he looked down at Baoer, and he had never raised his eyelids.

Qiqi coughed lightly and bit her lower lip: "My Queen... thinks so too."

The world is not returning to speak anymore. Of course, I have paid special attention to this because I have heard it from Meng Cangyun. In fact, his words are meaningless.

Everyone stopped talking, and there was a little silence in the room. Only Baoer and Sihai Bugui were having fun, and the occasional laughter came out.

After Mu Fan packed up his things, he stood up and was about to go out, but Qiqi said, "Sit down and chat with everyone, and naturally, some servants can do these things."

Mu Fan hesitated for a while before putting down the tray. Just when he was not sure where he was sitting, Qiqi said again: "There is still an empty seat on Achu, go and pour him a cup of tea."
Chapter completed!