Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 106 Giving rain and dew, reconciling yin and yang

"Okay, okay, life is precious, I'm just talking about it, who is going to die?"

Mo Xiaowan sat down angrily, and picked up the brush: "Isn't it just copying books? If you copy it, you can copy it, and it won't work."

One afternoon, the study was quiet.

Because of the perverted Uncle Xuanyuan staring at him, Mo Xiaowan had no choice but to copy the Tao Te Ching honestly.

She is so cute.

Don't plan to chatter away?

After Xuanyuanchen's complexion gradually improved, he felt that the study room was eerily quiet.

"Little thing, stay away from Feng Yuyan from now on."

"Why?"

While burying her head in practicing calligraphy, Mo Xiaowan retorted: "I feel like she is my mother, I like her."

As early as he had just returned, Feng Yi had already come to the study and reported what he did to Mo Xiaowan.

Seeing her ungratefulness, Xuanyuanchen was very angry: "Don't look at people with your eyes, use your heart."

"I'm working hard!"

Mo Xiaowan felt that he had been writing all afternoon, and it didn't seem so bad. He wrote it smoothly, but his hands were a little sore.

"She is very kind to me. Aunt Feng made things difficult for me in the garden today, but she was the one who solved it."

Forget it, she is still young.

Tell her too much, and she doesn't understand.

Xuanyuanchen was too lazy to quarrel with Mo Xiaowan, and took a deep look at her little appearance of practicing calligraphy seriously, thinking about letting Feng Yi stare at her more in the future.

"So that Uncle Lu doesn't have to prepare my king's dinner."

Because Xuanyuanchen wanted to punish Mo Xiaowan to practice calligraphy, so he passed on Xiuzhu to sort out the documents.

The afterglow of the setting sun seeped in through the window, Xuanyuanchen glanced out of the window and then at Mo Xiaowan, so he ordered Xiuzhu like this.

"Yes, my lord."

In fact, Xiuzhu is also very strange.

It is said that Mo Xiaowan is a book boy, but his master has never asked her to do any work as a book boy except for punishing and torturing her all day long.

When Xiuzhu went to the back kitchen to spread the word, Xuanyuanchen got up from the desk and stretched his muscles.

"Write these first today."

Xuanyuanchen's meaningful eyes fell on Mo Xiaowan, who was quietly practicing calligraphy, and after a while, he suddenly said: "Follow me."

"what!"

Mo Xiaowan lightened and was carried out of the study by him.

Chasing him all the way with short feet, seeing that he was about to leave Yafengyuan, Mo Xiaowan tugged at his robe like a curious baby and asked, "Hey, Uncle Xuanyuan, where are we going?"

"Peony Pavilion!"

Xuanyuanchen turned his head suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The Peony Pavilion lacks the moisture of rain and dew, this king is here to reconcile yin and yang..."

"boom!"

Mo Xiaowan bumped into his solid back and took a deep breath.

"cough!"

Why tell such a thing to her as a book boy?

This is a flower bone that will ruin the future of the motherland!

His breath was full of the peppermint scent on his body, Mo Xiaowan turned around silently, and walked towards Yafeng Garden without saying a word.

Xuanyuanchen was puzzled and grabbed her: "Aren't you going?"

"Uncle Xuanyuan, there is a saying that says "do not look at evil."

Mo Xiaowan was dragged forward by him, and said in a weak voice: "You old man is going to donate rain and dew, and plant some seeds by the way. It's not good for me to be a book boy, isn't it?"

The point is, her book boy is still a woman.

Although the body is small and 12 years old, there is still a mature soul living in the body, um, it's not so good to peek at Uncle Xuanyuan giving rain and dew?
"I'll let Xiu Zhu or Qing Cang take care of me later."

Xuanyuanchen's head is full of black lines, who on earth taught this little girl to be bad?
Give rain and dew, and sow seeds?

Especially when he heard that old man, his mood was not so beautiful, he turned his head and snorted coldly.

"Little thing, who said that there is a lack of rain and dew in the gardens of the palace?"

(End of this chapter)