The stunning beauty is spoiled by the fast-wearing bosses

Chapter 235: The Fierce Female Bandit and the Young Commander Yan Wang (30)

On the other side, Madam Mo returned to her room and sat there sighing, "Mrs. Wu, what do you think we should do?"

Mrs. Wu was thoughtful, "Madam, why do I feel that those four children look a lot like the Fourth Young Master?"

When Mrs. Mo heard this, she raised her head. She had not looked carefully just now. "Really?"

Mrs. Wu took out the photo that the lady looked at every day. The photo was taken when Mo Qingcang was five years old. The eldest and second young masters were still there.

Madam Mo took the photo, looked at it carefully, thought for a while and stood up again, "No, I have to go and take another look. Do you think it was possible that the fourth brother raped the girl from the Yan family and she ran away with the baby?"

"Madam, it is very possible. I just saw him and he really looks like the Fourth Young Master when he was a child."

Mrs. Mo was delighted, "Of course it is. Who is as handsome as our fourth son? How could the girl from the Yan family fall in love with others and not our fourth son?" She walked towards the front hall with high spirits.

At this time, Yan Xue also got up. When she heard that someone was looking for her outside the door, she was happy, thinking that it must be Dashan. But then she thought again, oh no, she didn’t have time to tell Mo Qingcang yesterday!

She hurried to the front hall and heard laughter from afar. She walked over in surprise and saw her good father-in-law holding the first and second babies on his left and right, and her mother-in-law holding the third and fourth babies on her left and right.

She walked in awkwardly, looked at Mo Qingcang's dark face, and smiled awkwardly, "Dad and Mom."

When Mo's mother saw her daughter-in-law coming, she greeted her happily, "Hey, Xiaoxue is here, why didn't you tell me at the beginning?

If you knew, I would have skinned that kid alive and brought you back home early, and raised you well in my house. It was really hard for you to wander around outside for several years."

Yan Xue smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, I'm fine."

Mo Qingcang pulled Yan Xue away, "Hey, I haven't finished talking yet, why are you leaving? Hey... Hey..."

He took Yan Xue back to their small building and glared at the dishonest little woman, "Tell the truth."

Yan Xue pouted, but still honestly told the story of the past few years.

"Well, back then, you were chasing me everywhere, and I had to hide from you. Later, I found out that I was pregnant, but I didn't dare to come back..."

Mo Qingcang sighed and hugged the girl tightly in his arms. In addition to being thankful, he was more afraid. It must have been so difficult for her to raise four children alone.

His eyes became sinister again, because that woman had poisoned him. But it didn't matter, her son was still alive, and he would make him regret being born into this world.

In the evening, the whole family sat together again. Mo Qingcang looked at the four little ones, feeling the blood ties and kinship, and felt quite subtle.

After the meal, Zhang Zuo looked at the young commander and said hesitantly, "Young commander, there is something I don't know..."

Mo Qingcang looked at Zhang Zuo impatiently, "Speak."

"It's rumored outside...it's rumored...that the young lady's lover came to visit with his four children."

When Mo Qingcang heard this, his face darkened.

"understood."

......

Three days later, a piece of news swept the entire An City again. It turned out that it was the young marshal who forced the eldest daughter of the Yan family. She ran away with the baby and gave birth to four children at once.

Suddenly, the entire three provinces were in an uproar again, and the versions that were choreographed were even more diverse.

But there were also some other voices, "It can't be fake, is it that the young marshal's wife gave birth to a child outside, and young marshal Mo can't just accept it?"

"Tsk, do you believe what you said? Who is Young Marshal Mo? How could he recognize everyone? Don't you know about the few young masters who were driven away some time ago?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's because I love him so much that I love his dog."

At the same time, the soldiers of the Mo family army felt extremely excited and encouraged. They finally had a little marshal, which made them see hope for the future.

After all, the young marshal was the only male left in the Mo family, and they were really a little worried.

After a while, the Mo family held a grand banquet and once again invited celebrities from all walks of life in the three provinces to attend.

At the banquet, the four little ones of the Mo family made their official appearance. They were dressed in gorgeous dresses and had lovely faces, attracting the attention of everyone present.

However, some people still have doubts about the origins of these four children. However, when these people see what the children look like, their doubts immediately disappear.

Because these four children look very similar to Mo Shaoshuai, especially the eldest one, his serious little face is simply a replica of Mo Shaoshuai.

At this moment, Marshal Mo stood up and announced loudly,

"These are my grandchildren!" Everyone fell silent, looking forward to Marshal Mo's next words.

Marshal Mo continued, "They are Mo Ziyuan, Mo Zicheng, Mo Zishan, and Mo Zitong."

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out in the banquet hall.

People congratulated Marshal Mo and welcomed the four little guys, and the four little guys became the focus of attention. They were surrounded by everyone and received various blessings and gifts.

The children are less than five years old, but they are not shy at all. Yan Xue was very pleased when she saw their performance. She felt that all the years of education were not in vain.

More than two months later, Mo Qingcang unexpectedly took over Sichuan Province, and the pattern of the entire Zhongzhou region was refreshed.

There were a lot of things going on with the Three People's Government, and the revolutionary party was becoming more and more aggressive.

Yan Xue returned to Jincheng again, in the conference room,

"Commander, there is a severe drought this year, and I'm afraid we don't have enough rations."

"Commander, the military factory has built 50 cannons, but the ammunition is still insufficient."

"Commander, the Mo family army has been too rampant recently. Sichuan Province has also been occupied by them. Now the Mo family army alone has occupied four provinces.

We currently only have over 100,000 troops in Jin Province. If they attack us, compared to their 500,000-strong army, Jin Province will be in danger!"

Yan Xue nodded.

"Commander, Commander Xue is right. To prevent trouble before it happens, why don't we shake hands and make peace with the Mo family army?"

Another person said, "Why should they shake hands with you? They have tens of thousands of troops, and we have tens of thousands of troops. I think it's better not to have any dealings with them."

Several people were arguing, and Yan Xue felt her ears hurt. She coughed lightly, and the meeting room immediately became quiet.

"Don't worry about food, I have prepared some. Don't worry about ammunition, there is enough. As for the Mo family army, don't worry about it."

Yan Xue looked at the group of veterans staring at her, feeling a little embarrassed, "Well, I got married to Marshal Mo a few days ago."

"What......"

A group of people stared at her with eyes as big as copper bulls, their faces full of disbelief.

"What's wrong? Your commander is as beautiful as a flower, and she is a perfect match for Marshal Mo."

Several people coughed a few times after hearing this. It was true, but... but...

Xue Chun was suddenly startled. "Where did you ask Deputy Commander Yan to take the young masters and young ladies some time ago? You didn't..."

Yan Xue's eyes widened, "What are you thinking, that's Mo Qingcang's child."

Xue Chun held his chest and was shocked. It's ok as long as he's okay. No, what? It's Mo Qingcang's child! !