Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 127
A good lotus feast was ruined because of the poisoning incident!

With Li Taiyi and Qing Dai treating her, Ouyang Xue was fine, but Mo Jinluo was severely whipped by Lin Xiaoxiao a few times, and one whip hit her face, causing redness and swelling.

What a daughter's family, almost disfigured!

Lin Xiaoxiao saw Mo Xiaowan being punished, but since the other party was the Eighth Prince, she had no choice but to vent her anger, just when Mo Jinluo rushed in and yelled, chasing her with a whip and beating her fiercely in a rage.

It was Mo Jinluo's misfortune. When he met Lin Xiaoxiao, the little devil, General Lin died in battle. Not to mention the old lady of the Duke's Mansion, the emperor in the palace also loved Lin Xiaoxiao a lot. He said several times that he would wait for her to reach Ji , to recognize Lin Xiaoxiao as a righteous daughter and canonize her as a princess.

Even if the future princess beat someone up, even if she reported it to the palace, the emperor would punish Lin Xiaoxiao not to leave the general's mansion for a month at most.

Mo Jinluo's plan was for nothing!

The guests in the mansion dispersed, apart from Mo Jinluo being unlucky, Feng Yi was also unlucky.

Mo Xiaowan went to the big kitchen to secretly learn how to make dim sum, but Feng Yi didn't report it, Xuanyuanchen rewarded Feng with a cold face.

The night sky was dark, and Feng Yi's howl of being punished floated in the maple forest, it was creepy and especially penetrating.

"Master, even though that stinky brat has some kung fu, he will die if he smokes [-] big boards."

Xuanyuanchen stood on a boulder by the stream, listening to Feng Yi's howling when he was beaten, because the night was too dark, he couldn't see clearly the change of his expression.

Seeing Feng Yi growing up beside his master, Uncle Lu couldn't bear it, so he carefully mentioned a word to the Eight Kings.

"When did Uncle Lu become so soft-hearted?"

The night was too dark, and Uncle Lu couldn't see Xuanyuanchen's face clearly, but his voice was icy cold: "If it wasn't for that night, this king accidentally ran into Little Things chatting with Qingdai, she has already fallen into a trap, she was not imprisoned The firewood room is so simple."

"It's the old slave's talkativeness, so let's punish him!"

Uncle Lu said courteously at the side: "Master, don't worry about Xiao Wan, this old slave has already told Qing Dai to go to the woodshed..."

"Who's worried about her? Benwang sees that Uncle Lu is getting old, so he's just taking care of himself."

Xuanyuanchen turned around with a cold face, and gave Uncle Lu a cold look: "It's troublesome!"

Uncle Lu was stunned for a moment, thinking about the good weather, because his master's gloomy face changed as soon as he said it.

First, a bolt of lightning flashed across the dark night sky, and then a thunderbolt struck down, as if it wanted to blow up Yafengyuan.

Seeing the Eight Kings running towards Ya Feng Garden, Uncle Lu twitched the corner of his mouth, and immediately followed the white shadow that disappeared in Fenglin.

For so many years, Uncle Lu has been by Xuanyuanchen's side, watching him grow up, and he has a clear understanding of his temperament.

Blame him for being troublesome?

In fact, the master is cold-faced and warm-hearted.

He was very nervous, he didn't know how precious that little thing was...

It was Mo Xiaowan who made the gold silk cake, but the master took Concubine Feng and Aunt Yun to the dungeon of the palace, but only took the little girl to the firewood room to lock up.

The lightning flashed just now and shone on Ba Wang's face. Uncle Lu clearly saw a worrying tension on his face.

So the lightning passed, and just as the thunder sounded, he was impatient and rushed out of Yafeng Garden.

Ugh!
Others do not know, he is clear.

The Eighth King Xuanyuanchen was very afraid of lightning and thunder because of two unforgettable memories.

On countless nights of lightning and thunder, he locked himself in his study and shut the door.

But just now, after hearing the sound of thunder, she forgot her fear and fear, left Yafeng Garden, and rushed straight towards the woodshed of the Wangfu.

(End of this chapter)