Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 115 You Eat Me Many Times

"Xiao Mian, fight with me?"

Mo Xiaowan put his hands on Xiaoman's waist and laughed wildly.

With this method of dealing with Feng Yi, Mo Xiaowan slipped to the kitchen to learn how to make dim sum, much more smoothly.

"Wind Guard, you ate my first time."

"Guardian Feng, you have eaten me many, many times..."

"Feng Weiwei, you are so handsome, I seem to like you more and more..."

"Ahhh!"

Feng Yi was so mad that he almost cried on his knees and begged to be let go.

I used to hear people say that licking honey with a knife edge is delicious at first, but it will cut your tongue later.

The sweetness at the beginning must be repaid by the pain afterwards.

He has a deep understanding that ever since he couldn't resist the temptation of the scent and ate the golden silk cake made by Mo Xiaowan for the first time, he has fallen into the trap of this little witch.

Every time he wanted to climb up, Mo Xiaowan stood on the top with his waist propped up and called out to the wind guard, and he slipped and sank even deeper.

The tragedy caused by a piece of gold silk cake, Feng Yi deceived the prince for the first time, saying that Mo Xiaowan was obediently practicing calligraphy in the study and did not go to the mansion to cause trouble.

Recently, the palace is busy with affairs, every time the Eighth Prince returns home, it is in the middle of the afternoon, or at night, Mo Xiaowan can obediently present the copied books every time.

In the past, the words written by this little thing were like a bunch of crazy demons dancing on the paper, but recently, it was much better. This bunch of dancing crazy demons began to line up and stand in their own positions.

Having trained Mo Xiaowan, the trouble-maker, to be a little obedient, Eighth King Xuanyuanchen felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

When he is happy, he will let Uncle Lu allow Qingdai to come to Yafengyuan at night, and chat with Mo Xiaowan.

On the banks of the Fenglin River, the moonlight is hazy, so it is best to enjoy the cool air.

Mo Xiaowan sat on a low wooden bridge by the stream. This wooden bridge was a big maple tree cut down earlier. Uncle Lu ordered people to pick out trunks of even thickness and size, and tied them in a row with ropes. It became a wooden bridge over the stream.

He heard from the prince that Mo Xiaowan likes to jump into the stream to cool his little feet, he is afraid that she will come to enjoy the cool at night, when the moonlight is dim, sharp stones will hurt her feet.

So Uncle Lu was ordered by his master to build this small wooden bridge uniquely.

The height of the small bridge and the stream is just right, just enough for her to stretch her feet and sway in the stream, which is very cool and comfortable.

There are still three days before the Lotus Appreciation Banquet, and when enjoying the cool night, Mo Xiaowan was a little anxious.

"Baby Qingdai, has the medicine been developed yet?"

"Okay, okay!"

Qingdai hesitantly took out a paper bag from her bosom, and handed it to Mo Xiaowan: "Xiaowan, I can only help you. Recently, no one is sick in Shaoyao Garden. Auntie's bowl."

"This is a trivial matter!"

Mo Xiaowan turned her head and looked around, she could only hear the sound of the wind blowing on the maple leaves, she clung to Qingdai's ear and lowered her voice.

"To tell you the truth, I've been learning how to make dim sum in the kitchen these days. Isn't the lotus feast coming soon? Concubine Feng ordered the kitchen to make more gold silk cakes and bring them to the aunts in various courts to entertain guests."

Mo Xiaowan said with a smirk: "Baby, it's rare to eat golden silk cake, I still don't believe it, take it to Shaoyaoyuan, Aunt Feng must try it first."

"Bad little bowl, this medicine has a long-lasting effect, this time she's out of embarrassment."

Qing Dai tapped her forehead, and said worriedly: "In case the prince knows..."

Mo Xiaowan had the expression of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water: "What do you know? You know this and I know it."

"But Xiao Wan, if you learn cooking in secret, the prince will punish you if he finds out."

Qing Dai thought that what Mo Xiaowan asked her to develop was not poison, it was nothing, the problem was that the prince asked her to practice calligraphy, and she secretly went to learn cooking skills...

(End of this chapter)