Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1033
Besides, the bumpy and tiring journey may have something to do with water and soil, and menstruation is all upside down.

It has never been allowed!
If there is no menstrual event, could it be that there is a little bun?
Mo Xiaowan thought, in modern times, she would still be a child at her current age.

Xiao Baozi, that is what you want.

But not so early yet.

Wouldn't it be nice to live a two-person world while in the best years?

What if a small bowl is born and you steal the favor of a certain king from him?
"Is the princess up?"

Just as Mo Xiaowan got up from the bed, Xuanyuanchen put on her robe thoughtfully, when Jin Suo's voice sounded outside the door.

She responded, and Jin Suo and Yinhuan pushed the door open and entered.

"The princess finally got up, and the young masters sent someone to deliver breakfast, and they waited outside the door all morning."

Behind them, there were many maidservants and servants, carrying food baskets and filing in.

Mo Xiaowan was in a daze when the handsome boy who was leading the basket opened the basket.

"This is the bird's nest porridge made by my eldest son himself. The bird's nest is the authentic snow swallow in Xueshanwu. This porridge is best for nourishing yin and moistening dryness, nourishing qi and nourishing the middle, strengthening the spleen and lungs, and it is most suitable for the princess to take."

Eldest brother cook porridge for her by himself?

What are you doing?

Seeing Yan Yu who was acting like a servant in front of him, Mo Xiaowan grabbed him.

"Stinky boy, I haven't settled the account with you when I went to Xueshanwu last time!"

"Your Highness, the porridge is cold, I'll go to the dining room to warm Yinhuan."

Fearing that she would not be able to dodge it, Yan Yu nimbly dodged Mo Xiaowan's little claws, and slipped into the dining room beside her.

"This is the millet and red date porridge that my second son personally cooked early in the morning. Our son asked the servants to tell Her Royal Highness that instead of rectifying the fake ones, we will order some simple ones. This millet and red date porridge is best for strengthening the spleen and stomach, and strengthening the body. Yu took the lead, and the servants also went to make porridge."

"Hey, come back!"

What are you doing?

Speak clearly before leaving!
The third brother sent someone to deliver the porridge, and she was also a pretty maid. When she opened the food basket, Mo Xiaowan saw not only a bowl of finely cooked assorted chicken porridge, but also several plates of delicious snacks.

Mo Xiaowan grabbed her: "Girl, am I terminally ill?"

"What did the princess say? It's a great joy."

The maid smiled and said: "This chicken is the third son and the nine girl. They went hunting in the countryside yesterday afternoon. The son said that the heart is the most precious, and it must be very pleasing when paired with the princess's favorite snack. Alright, The princess is going to wash up quickly, and the slaves are also going to make porridge."

What is this?

Mo Xiaowan couldn't figure it out, why were the brothers so busy being courteous early in the morning?
"and many more."

Seeing that maid was about to leave, Mo Xiaowan grabbed her and said, "Don't tell me that this assorted chicken porridge was cooked by your third son himself."

"No, my son is talking about his husband and his wife."

The maid took it for granted, "So, it's Miss Jiu'er who cooks the porridge, and Young Master San makes the fire."

Mo Xiaowan fell into Xuanyuanchen's arms, and he was suppressing a smile.

This picture is so magical.

This is the rhythm of pampering her to heaven, what are the brothers doing?

Mo Xiaowan was familiar with Ruoli beside Fifth Brother, and saw him walking towards her.

Do it first!

Mo Xiaowan grabbed him: "Ruoli, tell me, what is the reason why your fifth son wants to send porridge to my little princess?"

"Your Highness, the princess, is really smart. She immediately guessed that the basket contained a bowl of porridge. This porridge was made by my five sons who dragged the witch out of the bed in the middle of the night and forced her to cook."

(End of this chapter)