Wear the villain quickly, I’ll grab this queen

Yu Guangming was probably drunk, or he felt that Mo Zhaoran was doing well now, so he was anxious to provide his newborn daughter Lianyin with a well-off husband's family.

Mo Zhaoran held a large cup of wine, knocked the wine bowl in Yu Guangming's hand hard, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then he laughed loudly:"Senior brother, I, Mo Zhaoran, keep my word. When Zhuo Jing and my sister-in-law were pregnant, we agreed that if they were both boys, we would let them become brothers of the opposite sex, both girls, that is Sisters. If there is a boy and a girl, they will naturally decide to kiss each other! Now that the senior brother has a daughter, Zhao Ran is still worried that the senior brother will regret it!"

"Why! When Brother Mo talks like this, he is looking down on me, senior brother! Yu

Guangming's face was already red from drinking, and he pretended to be angry:"Do you think your senior brother is this kind of person? I'm still thinking that brother, you have a bright future, and your family will move to the capital soon. I don't look down on us country bumpkins." It’s over!

Mo Zhaoran laughed loudly:"Senior brother is drunk, otherwise he would not look at Zhaoran like this." The master passed away early. Zhaoran's skills were all taught by his senior brother. Speaking of which, the senior brother can be regarded as half a master. Is Zhaoran that kind of ungrateful person?!"

It turns out that the two of them are brothers, and their martial arts were both taught by the same master.

"Hahaha……"

Yu Guangming smiled very wildly, as if he was not standing next to a young sergeant, but a big shot like the three gongs and nine ministers of the dynasty.

"I know you won’t go back on your word, so let’s do this, our two families have decided on this marriage today!"

Our two families will exchange tokens now and decide on this marriage. By the way, senior brother, I look rough. If your daughter-in-law looks like me in the future, brother Mo, don't dislike it!"

Although Yu Guangming is rough, but They are all shapes forced by life.

Although he is handsome and noble, Shu Shusheng, who has to deal with wild beasts every day and has no strength to restrain a chicken, cannot survive in the Nanlu area.

Mo Zhaoran was probably drunk too, and he laughed:"Senior brother is joking, my sister-in-law is so beautiful, naturally my daughter-in-law is as beautiful as a flower like my sister-in-law!"

Yu Guangming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said:"The word"beautiful as a flower" should be used. That's the right way to describe my younger siblings!"

Indeed, when it comes to being as beautiful as a flower, Mrs. Mo Wei Duoxi is the one who deserves it!

I haven't tested whether it can be a moon-shy flower. Anyway, all normal men will inevitably linger after seeing it.

Therefore, Mo Zhaoran never allowed his wife to leave Wangzhuang, let alone take her to the military camp to"disrupt the morale of the army."

Mo Zhaoran and Yu Guangming immediately exchanged their"love tokens". Mo Zhaoran took out a wolf fang pendant, and Yu Guangming took out a two-inch dagger that he carved out of jade.

Mo Zhaoran spread the jade sword in the palm of his hand, and suddenly his face became solemn.

"Senior brother, you are still thinking about the Dragon Divine Sword……"

If you think the voice is a little louder, shut up quickly.

Yu Guangming's face also dimmed, he shook his head, got up and left.

The two came to a remote place, and Yu Guangming said sternly:"Brother! The Jianlong Divine Sword has been extinct for many years. Without this token, I don't even know who the leader of the camp is."

Mo Zhaoran couldn't help but sigh:"Yes.! Although the Han Dynasty is fine now, I always feel that a storm is coming. We must quickly find the Jianlong Divine Sword, contact the battalion leader, and fulfill our sacred duty to defend the Han Dynasty."

Yu Guangming said:"Brother, you are pregnant He is a son, and he will have a lot of responsibilities in the future! If we can't find the Jianlong Divine Sword, he will have to carry on this important task.……"

Mo Zhaoran closed his eyes in pain:"Brother, I just want the children to live a normal life.……"

"well……"

Yu Guangming sighed:"Who doesn't want to live an ordinary life, but our ancestors were dead soldiers, and our descendants will be dead soldiers for generations. This is fate and responsibility! Brother, the world today seems to be calm. , In fact, there are undercurrents, internal and external troubles, and precarious conditions! Officials are busy fighting for power and profit. Who will care about the survival of the Han Dynasty? We are the only ones who do not forget the late emperor's will. We have a heavy responsibility!"

Mo Zhaoran nodded solemnly, as if he was parting from life or death. His posture:"Senior brother is right, there is an order from the superior. Brother, I will go to the Western Regions to quell the rebellion soon. Zhuojing and Quanzi have to ask senior brother to take care of them!"

Yu Guangming didn't want to think deeper, he didn't have any intention. He said with his lungs:"Don't worry, your son is also my son-in-law, that is, half of my son! If the senior brother has something to eat, they will not be hungry, hahaha!""

……

Mo Zhaoran returned home at 3:00 pm, put the jade sword on the baby, and with a loving look on his face, said to his wife:"Let's call him Yimu."……"

As soon as my ears flickered, I heard unusual movement in the dark corner of a room outside.

"who!"

Mo Zhaoran shouted and jumped out.

Just as he was about to take action, a man in black emerged from the big bamboo basket in the corner of the room.

He was holding a ball of rags in his arms.

How amazing is this man's kung fu? When did he disappear quietly? Just sneak into Mo Zhaoran's house without making a sound?

"Zhaoran Brothers……"

As soon as the man in black opened his mouth, a cry of"wow" came from the rag in his arms.

It turned out that what he was holding was a swaddle with a baby wrapped in it.

Mo Zhaoran looked at the man carefully and was shocked:"Brother, what are you doing?……"

The man in black didn't say much, and he didn't avoid suspicion. He directly carried the swaddle in his arms into Mrs. Mo's bedroom and carefully placed it next to the Mo family's baby.

Then he said to Mo Zhaoran and his wife with a solemn expression:"This child has a hard life. Don't ask about anything else. Just remember that he was just born today. From now on, you will raise him as your own, even better than your own." You are treated with precious wealth! Brother, please remember!"

Mrs. Mo Wei Duoxi was immediately confused: Why? Who are you?! Who is this baby?!Why should I treat him as my own?

Mo Zhaoran shivered, feeling that the matter was of great importance.

He immediately bowed to the man in black and said,"Do everything according to brother's instructions. There will be absolutely no mistakes!"

The leader spoke, and Wei Duoxi had no choice but to swallow his anger.

Looking sideways at the crying baby, it turns out that he is also a big fat boy, very cute.

Three days later, Mo Zhaoran returned to the military camp. After that, he went to the north and south to fight. He didn't know where he went, and he didn't come back with any news.

Mrs. Mo Wei Duoxi followed her husband's instructions and named the boy sent by the man in black Ermu, treating him as her own.

I don’t know whether the first tree or the second tree is bigger, but no one is investigating.

The two looked almost identical. If one of them had not had a special birthmark on the back of his neck, Mrs. Mo would not have been able to tell who was her biological child.

Except for Yu Guangming, everyone thought that Mrs. Mo gave birth to twins, and Mrs. Mo also admitted it.

One tree and two trees are like twin brothers.

Now, Yu Guangming was in a bit of a dilemma. One tree and two trees looked exactly the same. What if his precious daughter married the wrong person in the future?

The love token around Mo Yimu's neck must not be snatched away by that Ermu one day.

Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and there was no news from Mo Zhaoran, as if he had disappeared from the world.

In these days without Mo Zhaoran, Yu Guangming really regarded the Mo family as his in-laws. Not only did he take great care of Mrs. Mo and the two children in daily life, he also kept the three children by his side and taught them martial arts.

"Sister Liaoyin, why are the kung fu you practice different from ours?"

I don't know if the speaker is Yimu or Ermu.

"I am a sister, why do you call me sister!"

Yu Lianyin doesn't care whether he is a genius or not, but treats them all the same as his younger brothers.

This girl is indeed a beauty. She has shown her beauty at a young age, with long eyelashes and big eyes. She is a genius and a genius. The soul was taken away

"Ermu, you are the only one who is troublesome, Liaoyin is a girl, and we are boys, so the kung fu taught by the master is naturally different."

Although Ichimu and Ermu are exactly the same, it is not difficult to tell them apart. You can get a rough idea by listening to the conversation between the two and looking at their behavior.

Ichimu seems calmer, more cautious in his speech and behavior, and has the posture of the elder brother.

And Ermu looks more calm. Mu Ke is free and unruly, unruly in words and deeds, and has no sense of propriety in what he says or does. He can only be a little brother.

"Okay, okay, we are practicing men's Kung Fu, which can overwhelm mountains and seas, and defeat thousands of troops, with great force; Sister Lianyin practices feminine Kung Fu, cutting off water with a knife, killing people quietly and invisible. From now on, I will marry sister Lianyin. We will be strong and soft, and we will be invincible in the world. The beauties of the country are all mine……"

After a pause, he seemed to say reluctantly,"Mo Ermu... master it with one hand!""

"presumptuous!"

Yu Guangming suddenly appeared, just in time to hear these arrogant words uttered by a three-year-old child. If it weren't for the heavy worries hanging over his head, his hair would have stood up long ago.

"Kneel down!"