Gold Medal Hunter: The Charming Concubine and the King's Heart

Mo Zixuan stepped out of the room, but saw Xiao Baozi standing in front of the hall gate with his erect hips, with his mouth slightly raised...

Xiao Baozi looked at Mo Zixuan coming out, stretched out his fleshy little hand and pointed at Mo Zixuan: "You are lying! Where are the little brothers and sisters? You are still occupying my mother!"

"Little bun..." Mo Zixuan frowned slightly, and was about to explain, but Yun Wange's voice came from behind.

"Little lady, why are you getting up too?" Could it be that I wasn't tired enough to toss last night? It seems that Mo Zixuan has to work harder tonight...

"Well, I'm getting up, little buns are so early?" Yun Wange looked at the little buns with anger and red face, and smiled with a pursed lips and suddenly thought of something.

"Zixuan."

"Call husband."

"..." Call you sister.

Yun Wange was speechless. Seeing Xiao Baozi looking at Mo Zixuan's expression with a disgusting face, she burst into laughter.

I'm almost used to Mo Zixuan's rogue...

"Little Baozi has been appointed as a prince. Should we marry him a legitimate name? Last time you issued an imperial edict saying that Xiao Baozi was named the prince of the current dynasty. All the civil and military officials below are laughing at you." Yun

Elegy was serious, but this is indeed the truth.

There is no name for the prince, it is called Xiao Baozi...

Mo Zixuan glanced at the little boy who had already rubbed into Yun Wange's arms at some point and frowned slightly. Don't this five-year-old boy be so tight with his queen, right?

Mo Zixuan coughed and said seriously: "What the little lady said is, but according to the little lady's meaning, has the name of the little bun been thought of?"

Yun Wange gave Mo Zixuan a blank look. If she had thought about it, would she have to ask him?

Xiao Baozi was excitedly laughing in Yun Wange's arms: "Okay, okay, I want a new name, I want a new name! Is it okay for my mother to give me a name? My mother to give me a nice name

OK?"

"But my mother's knowledge is really limited. If your father gives you one, it will definitely be a good name." Yun Wange had a headache. Talking a name is really not what she is good at.

"Little guy, you are now from my Mo family..." Mo Zixuan smiled sinister and cunningly.

"No! I don't want my surname Mo! I want my surname... By the way, mom, what's your surname?"

The two of them sweated wildly...

Mo Zixuan resisted his smile.

Yun Wange's face turned slightly dark, rubbed the head of the bun and said, "Yun"

"Okay, Xiao Baozi also wants the surname Yun, does Yun Baozi?" Xiao Baozi blinked his big eyes, looked at Yun Wange, and then looked at Mo Zixuan who had been beside him.

The guards standing next to the gate of the hall held back their smiles and looked very uncomfortable.

Mo Zixuan added oil and vinegar, and looked like a deep-shaped folding fan that he often held to knock on the head of the bun, saying, "Yun Baozi, a good name, good, but I think the name Yun Baozi is more suitable for you.

Mother..."

It's more suitable for your mother, haha!

"Mo Zixuan, say it again, huh? I didn't hear it very clearly what you said."

"Uh, I mean, the weather is very good today, I should go to court immediately. The little lady first think about the name of the bun, and I will talk about other things when I come back..."

After saying that, Mo Zixuan disappeared like a wind.

Xiao Baozi looked at Mo Zixuan's back as he quickly left, raised his innocent head, looked at Yun Wange, who also had a baby face, and said calmly: "Mom, he said you are Baozi."

"You say it again?"

"..." Xiao Baozi immediately covered his mouth.