Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 110 Soft, Ugly, Ugly

At the door of the Peony Pavilion, Feng Yuyan watched Xuanyuan Chen disappear, leaning against the door of the pavilion, silent for a long time.

"got windy!"

Hongxiu came over to help her: "Princess, although it is summer night, the lake is very windy, so be careful."

Feng Yuyan was supported by Hongxiu, she didn't move, still looking at the bush where Xuanyuanchen disappeared, Zhengzheng stood.

"Is the princess reluctant to part with the prince?"

Hongxiu said angrily: "Mo Xiaowan is really a scourge. She is so loud that the prince and concubine are having meals, and she has been croaking next to her. If it weren't for her, the prince would definitely stay in the Peony Pavilion tonight."

"Stay overnight? Stop thinking about it!"

Feng Yuyan turned around and stepped into the Peony Pavilion, looking at the flowers in full bloom in the garden, she looked lonely: "Soon, this Peony Pavilion will be renamed Furong Garden, it's a pity for the peonies in this garden."

Hong Xiu interrupted: "They are all small ink bowls..."

"No, he's warning me."

Feng Yuyan smiled lightly: "I always thought of him as aloof, untouchable like a fairy in the sky, it turns out that he also has weaknesses, and there are people who care about him."

Feng Yuyan smiled wryly: "Hongxiu, you said that since my concubine entered the mansion, how many times has he been to this Peony Pavilion?"

"My lord, it's the third time I've been in the mansion for so many years."

Hongxiu snapped her fingers, the more she counted, the more she felt sad for her princess.

"Yes, because of Mo Xiaowan, he came to Peony Pavilion for the third time."

Feng Yuyan spread her hands and smiled: "Whether it's the Peony Pavilion or the Furong Garden, it's a good start if he is willing to step in. I'm afraid that he has no weaknesses and won't look at me..."

Hongxiu called out sadly: "Princess..."

To be honest, sometimes Xuanyuanchen couldn't understand what Mo Xiaowan said.

She cursed him for being incompetent and soft...

Where is that?
What does it mean to be soft?
Listen, it's probably a curse word.

Back in Yafengyuan, Xuanyuanchen watched Mo Xiaowan slam the door of the anteroom by the stream angrily. This was not enough, so he opened the door again, saw him standing outside the door, and slammed it hard again.

He had no doubt that if the girl slammed down again, the door would collapse sooner or later.

The little wild cat's grunting appearance is very interesting.

A certain master stood outside the door, with a beautiful curve on the corner of his mouth, smiling so wantonly in the night that no one else could see.

"Tomorrow, I will ask Uncle Lu to reinforce the wooden door."

After saying this, he turned around, strolling in the maple forest in a good mood, blowing the breeze at night, smiling lightly all the while pursing his lips.

Xuanyuanchen thought, with such a breeze blowing down the maple forest at night, if that little thing walked beside him, and the little mouth stopped for a while, it seemed not bad.

If she insists on breaking her mouth, the wind will cover her voice, which is also very interesting.

For dinner, she wolfed down a whole plate of meat, will she accumulate food?
But obviously it would be impossible to take her out for a walk at this moment, because the little thing hated him for punishing her, so he would lock himself in the room and curse endlessly.

He guessed right.

Mo Xiaowan not only scolded him, but also greeted the eighteen generations of his ancestors.

While cursing, Ku Da Qiushen was writing in his diary. On the diary booklet sewn with thread, a short and fat figure was outlined with simple lines, and three big characters Xuanyuan Chen were written below the figure.

Then he drew several crosses on his face, cursing him while drawing: "Disfigurement, the bottom is soft, the top is ugly, hahaha!"

Feng Yi stood on the roof, looked at his master who was walking in the maple forest under the moonlit night, and leaned over to see what Mo Xiaowan wrote through the cracks in the tiles.

He was confused.

Do you want to steal it and show it to the master?

Mo Xiaowan's ghostly painting talisman will spoil the master's good mood, right?

(End of this chapter)