"Did you learn?" Mo Yan asked him, and Mo Zhiyu nodded. Then Mo Yan picked up the brocade box, handed it to Mo Zhiyu's hand, and said, "Remember, this thing is yours...... Ahem...... When you are twenty years old, after you have been crowned...... Ahem......"

Mo Zhiyu opened the brocade bag, and from the inside of the brocade pa, the word "marriage book" was written on the head of the brocade pa, and he immediately remembered that the remnant soul had told him that he still had a fiancée.

"Son." Mo Yan held Mo Zhiyu's shoulder, "When the day comes, I will officially give you this thing, and you can go to the Yun family with the dowry to propose." ”

Mo Zhiyu looked down the "marriage book", first saw his name, and then saw another name: Yun Shi.

"Is she ......?"

Mo Yan said: "Brother Yun's daughter, the current head of the Yun family. ”

Mo Zhiyu's eyes widened suddenly, and even the most exaggerated expression could not express his surprise now. He remembered what he had heard from Hu Hansan before, what he heard from Wuyan, what he heard from Cheng Qixue, and the "Mo Zheng No. 1" who was still on his body.

It's not that he didn't think about who his fiancée was, but he never thought that he would be a member of the Yun family, or the head of the Yun family who was so mysterious by them, the number one god stick in the world, and a ten-year-old formation cultivation genius!

He subconsciously said, "What if she doesn't marry?" ”

Mo Yan watched his son's expression change, but he didn't expect Mo Zhiyu to ask this sentence after being surprised and excited, he coughed a few times and patted Mo Zhiyu's shoulder hard: "I will definitely marry!" ”

He pointed to the two things on Mo Zhiyu's body and said, "The gossip jade coin, which Yun Shang personally wore on you, is the only treasure in the world, and it is also a token of your marriage contract!" This marriage book is written by Yun Shang himself, and there is a defensive circle laid by Yun Shang himself, which is the evidence of your marriage contract! ”

Mo Zhi responded in a daze, then put the wedding book back in the brocade bag, put the brocade bag back in the brocade box, and then put the brocade box back under the bed, and restored the couch.

Mo Yan was already extremely weak when he said this, but he still didn't forget to instruct: "Son, you are my son!" Don't worry, you're the only one in the world who is qualified to marry her! ”

Mo Zhiyu saw that his old father was about to cough again, so he quickly smoothed his back, helped him lie down, and nodded in response: "I know, Dad." ”

Hearing the word "Dad", Mo Yan's old face, which was still a little excited, instantly softened, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Mo Zhiyu helped Mo Yan cover the quilt, and then left the room lightly, he knew too many things today, he needed to digest them.

As soon as he went out, he saw the old man who had been waiting here, and Mo Zhiyu said, "Old man, ......"

The old man immediately said: "Old slave Mohe, don't be so polite, just call me Mohe." ”

Mo Zhiyu remembered the previous title of the family Ding, so he said, "In this way, I'll call you 'Heber', okay?" ”

"The old slave can't afford to kill, so he can't help it!"

Mo He immediately wanted to bow down again, but Mo Zhiyu lifted him, and then said, "I am grateful that you have taken care of my father for so many years. If you don't even accept my gratitude, do you want me to feel guilty for the rest of my life? ”

Mo He hurriedly said: "The old slave doesn't dare. ”

Mo Zhi sent him away with a smile, then walked to the courtyard and said, "Did Dad's illness start sixteen years ago?" ”

"No, my son, it's none of your business." Mo He followed up and said, "Grandpa participated in the 'Battle of the East China Sea' one hundred and sixty years ago, and was seriously injured.

It's just that after the death of the lady, the disease worsened. Over the years, it has become heavier and heavier, and my grandfather can't even hold the pen steadily. Grandpa is afraid that you will be worried, and the family letters in the past few years were written by Grandpa asked the old slave to imitate his handwriting. ”

Mo Zhiyu exhaled slightly, and then bowed deeply to Mo He: "Thank you!" ”

"Don't do this, this is what an old slave should do!"

Mo He was about to kneel again, but Mo Zhiyu lifted him again and said, "If you kneel like this again, I will be angry." ”

Mo He looked at Mo Zhi in a daze, he should have been a slave for so many years, and he had never met a master who was not allowed to kneel, and then said with tears in his eyes: "Okay! ”

This made Mo Zhiyu not know what to do, so he could only say embarrassedly: "Herb, don't get excited, don't get excited." ”

Mo He wiped his tears, and then said, "I don't know how long Gongzi will stay when he comes back this time?" ”

Mo Zhiyu said, "Ten days at most." In a few days, the people of the Xianhua League will come, and then we will set off to explore the Imperial Tomb together. ”

"Imperial Tomb?" Mo He was surprised, "You want to go to the Emperor's Tomb?" ”

"Yes." Mo Zhiyu didn't understand Mo He's reaction very well, so he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Mo He shook his head slightly and sighed, and said, "The current Xianhua Alliance has no last awe for the Chentian Emperor?" Then he looked at Mo Zhiyu and said, "Prince, do you know that our Mo family is the tomb keeper of Emperor Chentian!" Don't let your grandfather know about this, he won't agree! ”

Mo Zhiyu nodded, he understood, their Mo family had guarded the emperor's tomb for generations, but now, he wanted to take outsiders to disturb the emperor's rest.

Then Mo Zhiyu left the courtyard and strolled on the mountain road with a heavy heart, he asked Xiang Remnant: "I asked you about the 'fiancée' before, and you always said that you forgot, and now that the name of the real person is available, do you have any impression?" ”

The remnant said, "No." ”

For the remnant soul's "key memory deficit syndrome" Mo Zhiyu is no longer strange, he still has to work hard to restore the soul of the remnant soul as soon as possible.

However, the remnant soul opened another topic: "I didn't feel the bloodline aura of the Divine Descent from Mo Yan's body. ”

Mo Zhiyu paused, and then continued to walk forward, responding to the remnant soul in his mind: "Since I entered the Mo family, I haven't felt anything familiar. So...... Is my godborn bloodline from my mother? ”

The remnant soul said: "In the information I know, your mother is a very mysterious existence, and her birth and how she met Mo Yan are all blank. ”

"That's not the only thing you have in your memory." Mo Zhiyu teased her, "Then ask Herb by the way when you come over tomorrow." ”

The remnant asked, "Why didn't you ask your father directly?" ”

He said to her lightly: "The old man needs to rest, there is no need to dwell on some things from the past." ”

Mo Zhiyu walked on the mountain road like this, and he didn't pay attention to the path and stepped into a small path, and the bamboo forest next to the road was lush. Suddenly, he heard the laughter of children, and when he walked out of the bamboo forest, a little girl who was only eight or nine years old crashed directly into his arms.

However, in the midst of this surprise, the sword of the man in black pierced Mo Zhiyu's chest, and blood flew out and scattered all over the ground. - The next chapter, "Assassination"/This chapter is still dedicated to the old meowball.

(End of chapter)