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Mo Jinglei's position was placed next to Li Hui, and after the two generals greeted each other, Mo Jinglei sat down.

"It's been many years since I last saw Thunder, and he still looks so energetic."

"Your majesty is too kind, I'm afraid of thunder." Mo Jinglei bowed his head and replied with a cupped fist. He looked very humble and respectful, as if he was not used to it.

"When you left the capital that year, you had just left Ruan Niang. I wonder if you ever married and had a few children. Why didn't you bring them to the palace for me to see?"

The young officials were all extremely curious, but none of them dared to act rashly. They could only use their gazes to communicate their curiosity. As for the old officials, they all sat properly with their nose to the mouth and their mouth to focus on the dishes on the tables, trying to discern a flower from within.

"When I was stationed at the Southwest border, I married Chen Xianzi, the daughter of the Assassin Shi's daughter, but she didn't appear. Now, I have three sons and two daughters, all given to me by my concubine, with vulgar aptitudes, afraid of scaring the Emperor, so I didn't dare bring them into the palace. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"From what you're saying, it seems like you don't have children yet?"

After Mo Jinglei married Ruan Rou, he found out that the Crown Prince Nangong Kai Ran had once asked Ruan Rou to marry him. Ruan Rou was the daughter of the Imperial Tutor, and she had frequently entered the palace since she was young. After their marriage, their relationship had once been sweet. Afterwards, Ruan Rou entered the palace with the orders of the empress but didn't come out for the entire night. When he saw her again on the next day, he seemed to have become much more haggard and frightened. Mo Jinglei was a military general, and was very suspicious of his character. Seeing the situation, he was sure that Ruan Rou must have had something to do with the Nangong Kai Ran who had talked about marriage. Ever since then, his attitude towards Ruan Rou had changed drastically. After marrying into a few rooms, he even had the attitude of wanting to spoil his concubine and exterminate his wife, finally forcing Ruan Rou to stay and leave on her own. After Nangong Kai Ran ascended to the throne, he sent a letter to order Mo Jinglei to be stationed in the southwest. Even his father-in-law had been sent away from the capital to Lu Prefecture for disturbing His Holiness for no apparent reason.

As Mo Jinglei recalled the events of the past, he still held a grudge against Nangong Kai Ran. However, no matter how angry he was, he didn't dare to show it. Since ancient times, even if the emperor wanted his subjects to die, they had to do so, not just because they had a crush on their own wives. Instead of finding a reason to kill him, they transferred him to the southwest. He should be grateful.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Your subject has yet to have any children."

"In that case, how about I give you a son as the first in line?" He pretended to be calm as he looked at Nangong Kairan, only to see the Emperor turning his head to look at someone behind him, "Qingfeng, come greet your father."

Mo Jinglei was shocked, he followed the gaze of the emperor, only to see a young man dressed in elegant white robes standing up and clasping his hands towards him, his expression was extremely indifferent: "Fourth rank imperial bodyguard Mo Qingfeng greets the general."

Clang! "Mo Jinglei accidentally knocked over the wine cup beside him, and the wine flowed down the side of the table onto his clothes, but he did not notice it. He only pointed at Mo Qingfeng, and looked at him in shock:" You! Is your mother Ruan Rou? "

"My mother's name is indeed Ruan Rou. Master Mo has a good memory!" At this moment, Mo Qingfeng had already straightened his body and was staring straight at Mo Jinglei. His face was still unperturbed, and only a hint of unease could be seen in his eyes.

"When were you born?" Mo Jinglei asked.

"September, twenty-four years."

Mo Jinglei went silent. Bao Kang was in the 23rd year, which was also the day Ruan Rou left the Mo family. Looking at the time, this young man in front of him might really be his son.

"How is it, does General Mo like this surprise?" The corners of Nangong Kai Ran's mouth curled up in a smile.

Mo Jinglei raised his head to look at the Emperor, this was the first time he seriously looked at Nangong Kai Ran, he had always thought that Nangong Kai Ran was only a prince born with good fortune, but now he realised that this man truly had the ability to ascend to the throne, and was the leader of the Great Evolution Empire. At the very least, Mo Jinglei couldn't learn his ability to toy with people in his hands.

"This humble subject's family matters actually need His Majesty to worry about this humble subject. This humble subject is terrified." Mo Jinglei lowered his head, his lips tightly pursed to show his displeasure.

"How about this, I'll permit you two to leave the banquet early so that you won't say that I'm ungrateful." Nangong Kai Ran was in a good mood, raising his hand to release him.

"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty." Mo Jinglei and Mo Qingfeng stood up at the same time and bowed, then they left the hall one after the other. The surprise of the reunion between father and son didn't lessen the coldness in Mo Jinglei's heart. He was a man, a guardian of a land, a hero in the eyes of the people during those years. But today, it was just a joke in the eyes of the crowd, a useless trash who didn't care about making a sound even if his back was crushed. Some of the old officials who were familiar with each other did not have the heart to look at his leaving figure and secretly sighed.

"The Emperor really sings well in this drama." Huifei covered her mouth and laughed, "General Mo's expression has turned black!"

"The eyes of a beloved concubine are really good. I didn't even notice it." Nangong Kai Ran laughed as he took a bite out of his dish. In terms of posturing, he was unrivaled.

Mo Jinglei and Mo Qingfeng walked in a line, Mo Jinglei's hands were clenched into fists while Mo Qingfeng had his hands folded in front of his chest, holding onto the silver white ancient blade. He lowered his head to think of something.

"How has your mother been all these years?" In a secluded corner of the palace, Mo Jinglei stopped in his tracks. He was not an idiot, ever since Nangong Kai Ran introduced Mo Qingfeng to him, he already knew that what happened that year might not be what he had guessed.

"Good or bad. You should ask her about this." Speaking of which, he had not seen his own mother for a long time, and every time he met her, she would repeat the words for him to take the martial arts exam. However, when he was young, he was rebellious, and always disliked his life being controlled by his elders.

"I know, I've not taken care of you two for so many years, so I feel guilty in my heart as well. What happened that year was Father's fault. "

"Forget it, I'm not sure if I'm your son until I find out." Mo Qingfeng raised his head and looked at Mo Jinglei, "In a few days, when my mansion is built, I will bring my mother here. If you're interested, come and see me often, I see that the king has transferred you back, so he won't let you go back, right?"

"Yes." Mo Jinglei nodded. Although he still felt sad for Mo Qingfeng's attitude, he felt that since he was allowed to visit Ruan Niang, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to recognize her. He was already old, so old that he no longer had any dignity. He only wanted his son to call him father, and that would be enough.

Mo Qingfeng had left the Imperial Palace and rode his horse back to the Dragon Sword Villa the entire night. While drinking with Laifu in the room, Qin Xiaoliu was also standing at the side, minding his own business and making jokes that were funny or not that were funny. Mo Qingfeng stood at the entrance to the courtyard and gazed at the warm yellow light from afar.

No matter what happens in the future, he knew that his elder brother would always be here and that his home would always be here. As long as he returned home, he would be stopped in his tracks and not be disturbed.