The empress was still a pitiful little child and was adopted by me

Chapter 195

"This is our thousand-year-old young master, hey, the thousand-year-old young master is the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, the first day of the human race!"

"At the beginning, when the thousand-year-old young master hadn't awakened yet, it was the first day of our Great Chu Empire..."

And the countless people below echoed it one after another, with a look of adoration.

"Yes, the thousand-year-old prince, it is really extraordinary, and he will definitely ascend to the throne of the Great Emperor in the future!"

"Back then, when the millennium young master was only six years old, I saw that he would be great in the future!"

"That's our thousand-year-old young master, but he has the posture of the Emperor of Heaven!"

Countless people around were talking about it, looking excited, and they seemed extremely excited.

Xiaoxue stood beside Mo Qianqian, listening to these words, she lowered her eyes and said, "Brother, now everyone thinks that you are the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven.

Mo Qianqian shook his head lightly and said, "Xue'er, you don't have to think so much, I am Mo Qianqian, your brother, not the Emperor of Heaven."

Mo Qianqian's tone was resolute, as if he was afraid that Xiaoxue would misunderstand something.

Xiaoxue smiled slightly, and said playfully: "I know, brother, Xue'er won't think much about it!" The two of

them walked through the countless streams of people in the courtyard and walked into the closed room where Mo Qianqian once lived.

In the room, the tables and chairs are placed in an orderly manner, the beds are stacked neatly, and the counter is a collection of various books and martial arts.

However, the layout in this room is very different from when Mo Qianqian left ten years ago.

Obviously, after Mo Qianqian left, the layout of the room was changed, and he wanted to change it back, but he didn't know the original appearance anymore.

"It's a strange place."

Looking at the room where she had lived with her brother for a month, Xiaoxue muttered softly.

She looked at a few places, and her eyes flashed back to the scene of ten years ago.

"Brother... Brother, it's a little... Itchy. "

In that place, my brother used to apply ointment to her frostbitten little feet.

"Brother, Xiaoxue wants to sleep with her brother, and when Xiaoxue wants to open her eyes, she can see her brother for the first time, is it okay?"

In this place, my brother once hugged herself to sleep, it was the first time she slept so soundly, and the first time she felt so warm.

"Brother, can you comb Xiaoxue's hair?"

.......

Xiaoxue watched quietly, although the layout of the room was completely messed up, but in her eyes, it had returned to its original appearance.

"Brother, can you comb your hair again for Xue'er?"

Xiaoxue said suddenly, her beautiful eyes looking at Mo Qianqian.

Hearing this, Mo Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and then showed a bright smile and said, "Okay."

Xiaoxue walked to the mirror and sat down quietly, Mo Qianqian picked up a wooden comb and combed it carefully.

Mo Qianqian's movements are very slow, but every movement is full of love and cherishment.

At this moment, both of them seemed to be immersed in it, enjoying a quiet time that belonged to the two of them.

I don't know when, the room has been filled with a faint fragrance.

Ten years ago, Xiaoxue, who was still six years old, once pestered Mo Qianqian to comb her hair.

It's just that at that time, Xiaoxue still had short hair, and now, sixteen-year-old Xiaoxue has long hair to her waist.

"Alright, Cher."

I don't know how long it took, but Mo Qianqian finally stopped moving.

"Brother, thank you!"

Xiaoxue said softly, but in her heart, there was a trace of warmth.

"It's so pretty."

Looking at Xiaoxue's long hair in the mirror, Mo Qianqian's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but admire.

Xiaoxue's cheeks flushed slightly, and she leaned her head on Mo Qianqian's arms.

Ten years ago, Xiaoxue was six years old and he was sixteen.

Ten years later, Xiaoxue was sixteen years old and he was twenty-six.

"Hey, you say, will the millennium master come back?"

"Probably not, I heard that the millennium young master fell out with the old man back then..."

Be quiet, we must not let others know about this matter, otherwise the master will kill us. When

Mo Qianqian and Xiaoxue were warm, the voices of two maids came from outside the room.

A moment later, the door to the room was opened, and two maids came in with basin rags.

The room was empty, but there was a faint fragrance wafting from the void.

The fragrance was very strong, and the two maids couldn't help but take a deep breath when they smelled it, and suddenly their spirits were shocked, revealing an intoxicated expression.

"What does this smell like, why is it so fragrant?"

"Who left this scent, it smells so good."

Both maids will be surprised, the door of this room is locked, and no one usually comes in, how can there be a fragrance?

And in the void, Xiaoxue and Mo Qianqian stood together, looking down.

After a long time, Xiaoxue said softly, "Brother, let's go." "

Well, there is nothing worth remembering in the Mo family anymore, but Yancheng, my brother still has a place to go."

"Hmm!"

Xiaoxue nodded obediently, followed Mo Qianqian step by step, and disappeared directly.

In the back mountain of Mofu, in a cemetery, Mo Qianqian and Xiaoxue appeared in front of a tomb.

"He adopted me when I was six years old and gave me a warm home, I thought I would have the opportunity to fulfill filial piety in this life, but I didn't expect that when I was eight years old, he left me."

Mo Qian said in a young voice, his eyes falling on the tomb, with grief and longing.

He reached out and stroked the grave, his eyes misty, caught in some kind of memory.

On the stele, there are several lines of font depicted.

"The Tomb of Mo Fan, the Old Housekeeper of the Mo Family"

Mo Fan, the old housekeeper of the Mo family, is the old man who adopted Mo for thousands of years.

"Child, if you are homeless, stay here, this place is safe!"

Mo Qianqian remembered what he said twenty years ago, when he was six years old, when he was adopted by the old housekeeper of the Mo family.

In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed!

At this time, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with Xiaoxue's demeanor.

I saw Xiaoxue staring at a yellowish portrait on the tombstone, her eyes were slightly moist, and tears slowly flowed down her beautiful cheeks.

"Cher, what's wrong?"

Mo Qianqian asked with concern.

Xiao Xue covered and choked up: "Brother, he is the grandfather who once adopted Xue'er." When

the words fell, Mo Qianqian stayed directly in place, and at this time, Xiaoxue also reacted, and the two glanced at each other, and they both saw a touch of shock in each other's eyes.

This old housekeeper died when Mo Qianqian was eight years old, and at that time, Xiaoxue had not yet been born!

How could he possibly adopt Xiaoxue in the back?

"Cher, you didn't... Admit your mistake, right?

Mo Qianqian said with difficulty, he would rather believe that the two of them are just similar!

"Brother, the appearance can be similar, but I won't forget this look from my grandfather."

Xiaoxue shook her head, her tone extremely firm.

Mo Qianqian was dumbfounded, and Xiaoxue was also a little dazed, they only found out about this problem today.

Why, the one who adopted her brother and her would be the same person?

Moreover, this person obviously died eighteen years ago, why did he appear in the world again sixteen years ago and adopt Xiaoxue?

"Brother, inside... It's empty, no, and there's a note.

Xiaoxue said suddenly, stretched out her hand, and pointed to the tomb.

"Grandpa, offended."

Hearing this, Mo Qianqian bowed to the tombstone, and then probed the divine thoughts, and sure enough, the tomb was empty!

He also found a note inside, and even after eighteen years, the note was still as good as new.

And Mo Qianqian also saw the words on the note, which was a sentence that Mo Qianqian was very familiar with.

"If you don't have the strength, you can only be bullied."

At this moment, Mo Qianqian and Xiaoxue's hearts were flooded with turbulent waves.

Will it be the same person who adopted them?

What is the purpose of adopting the two?

What kind of identity will the old housekeeper of the Mo family named Mo Fan be?

This question has become the thing that Mo Qianqian and Xiaoxue want to know most in their hearts at this moment!

They want to know whether this is a senior master who plays the world as he wants, or an unimaginable existence, carefully prepared!

If it's the former, it's fine, if it's the latter....

PS: Four chapters should be promised, thank you again for your birthday wishes, the author has received it (*^_^*).