Fuxing Mengfei
Chapter 1289 One stutter wiped clean
Chapter 1289
"The people that the princess puts in the Prince's Mansion should come in handy. Besides, Bing'er and You Qi are childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts."
"The old slave understands!"
Nanny Yu also smirked, and blessed Qin Moxue: "The princess rests earlier, and the old slave is guarding outside."
Mo Xiaowan did not freeze to death in the woodshed like Binger said.
The firewood room in Piaoxueyuan is very large, it is only a few dozen steps away from the kitchen, and it is an independent side room.
Because the emperor dotes on Xuanyuan Chen very much, every brick and tile in the prince's mansion is made of the best materials.
Even if it is a firewood house, the floor is covered with blue bricks, except for the firewood scum all over the floor, there are bundles of firewood houses in the corners. .
Mo Xiaowan lit the lamp, picked up the broom and swept all the firewood to a corner, and suddenly found that the house where the firewood was piled up was much more spacious than the side room where she lived!
Because she had touched the warm clouds in the Goddess Temple, she was not afraid of the cold, and she was still warm after sweeping the woodshed.
You prayed to do what he said, and quickly avoided the palace guards guarding outside Piaoxue Garden. Not to mention the heater, he got quilts and pillows from Climbing Dog Cave.
I don't know if Xuanyuanchen agreed to move the simple soft couch in the study.
There is also a small square table and stools, which are used by the kitchen lady to eat, and You Qi quietly moved them for her to use.
Not to mention, as soon as the lights were lit, the firewood room miraculously revealed a trace of warmth.
There is also a big window in the firewood house in Piaoxueyuan. When you open the window, you can touch the snowflakes falling from the sky with your hands through the railing.
This surprised her inexplicably, and she felt that she must be the person who enjoyed being imprisoned in the firewood room the most in history.
Because there is nothing missing!
The night is long, and the small ink bowl takes out the inkstone and dips it in water to grind the ink slowly. After the ink is grinded, he starts to draw on the rice paper.
This is the third painting she made after she came to the Prince's Mansion.
It was the same girl who was beaten with blood all over her body, but this time she was hugged with one arm by that handsome heroic man who made people's eyes bubbling.
His other palm waved towards the guard who blocked him.
With one slap, the nursing yard beside the old witch fell to the ground.
After Mo Xiaowan finished painting that painting, he felt that the man in the painting was mighty and heroic, and with a wave of his palm, he seemed to be holding the universe.
Also hold her little fate!
She is a poor little girl who was once protected in the palm of her hand like that.
It was an unstoppable momentum, blatantly guarding, she shed tears of emotion, and completed the painting.
After looking at it carefully, how stupid I was at that time, I didn't realize the love for someone.
For a long time, she thought that he blamed herself for bumping into him in the clean room and splashing water, so she had to carry the Eighth Prince's Mansion and toss her.
It's also a toss!
Raise her, and then eat and wipe it off.
Turning off the lights, thinking of all the past, from the body to the heart, there is a warm current surging, with the most beautiful sweet smile, just like falling into a dream.
There are more than one benefits of being locked up in a firewood room.
Apart from being a little worried about Xuanyuanchen's condition, Mo Xiaowan found that she could sleep until she woke up naturally.
Early the next morning, the aunt was outside tapping on the window lightly.
"Little bowl, little bowl, I'll bring you something to eat."
Mo Xiaowan was sleeping in a daze, when he heard the persistent knocking on the window, he hurriedly got up and moved over to open the window.
Aunt Li smiled brightly: "This is the noodles cooked by the aunt. It is not as good as your cooking skills. You are wronged to eat it. It is important to fill your stomach."
(End of this chapter)
"The people that the princess puts in the Prince's Mansion should come in handy. Besides, Bing'er and You Qi are childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts."
"The old slave understands!"
Nanny Yu also smirked, and blessed Qin Moxue: "The princess rests earlier, and the old slave is guarding outside."
Mo Xiaowan did not freeze to death in the woodshed like Binger said.
The firewood room in Piaoxueyuan is very large, it is only a few dozen steps away from the kitchen, and it is an independent side room.
Because the emperor dotes on Xuanyuan Chen very much, every brick and tile in the prince's mansion is made of the best materials.
Even if it is a firewood house, the floor is covered with blue bricks, except for the firewood scum all over the floor, there are bundles of firewood houses in the corners. .
Mo Xiaowan lit the lamp, picked up the broom and swept all the firewood to a corner, and suddenly found that the house where the firewood was piled up was much more spacious than the side room where she lived!
Because she had touched the warm clouds in the Goddess Temple, she was not afraid of the cold, and she was still warm after sweeping the woodshed.
You prayed to do what he said, and quickly avoided the palace guards guarding outside Piaoxue Garden. Not to mention the heater, he got quilts and pillows from Climbing Dog Cave.
I don't know if Xuanyuanchen agreed to move the simple soft couch in the study.
There is also a small square table and stools, which are used by the kitchen lady to eat, and You Qi quietly moved them for her to use.
Not to mention, as soon as the lights were lit, the firewood room miraculously revealed a trace of warmth.
There is also a big window in the firewood house in Piaoxueyuan. When you open the window, you can touch the snowflakes falling from the sky with your hands through the railing.
This surprised her inexplicably, and she felt that she must be the person who enjoyed being imprisoned in the firewood room the most in history.
Because there is nothing missing!
The night is long, and the small ink bowl takes out the inkstone and dips it in water to grind the ink slowly. After the ink is grinded, he starts to draw on the rice paper.
This is the third painting she made after she came to the Prince's Mansion.
It was the same girl who was beaten with blood all over her body, but this time she was hugged with one arm by that handsome heroic man who made people's eyes bubbling.
His other palm waved towards the guard who blocked him.
With one slap, the nursing yard beside the old witch fell to the ground.
After Mo Xiaowan finished painting that painting, he felt that the man in the painting was mighty and heroic, and with a wave of his palm, he seemed to be holding the universe.
Also hold her little fate!
She is a poor little girl who was once protected in the palm of her hand like that.
It was an unstoppable momentum, blatantly guarding, she shed tears of emotion, and completed the painting.
After looking at it carefully, how stupid I was at that time, I didn't realize the love for someone.
For a long time, she thought that he blamed herself for bumping into him in the clean room and splashing water, so she had to carry the Eighth Prince's Mansion and toss her.
It's also a toss!
Raise her, and then eat and wipe it off.
Turning off the lights, thinking of all the past, from the body to the heart, there is a warm current surging, with the most beautiful sweet smile, just like falling into a dream.
There are more than one benefits of being locked up in a firewood room.
Apart from being a little worried about Xuanyuanchen's condition, Mo Xiaowan found that she could sleep until she woke up naturally.
Early the next morning, the aunt was outside tapping on the window lightly.
"Little bowl, little bowl, I'll bring you something to eat."
Mo Xiaowan was sleeping in a daze, when he heard the persistent knocking on the window, he hurriedly got up and moved over to open the window.
Aunt Li smiled brightly: "This is the noodles cooked by the aunt. It is not as good as your cooking skills. You are wronged to eat it. It is important to fill your stomach."
(End of this chapter)
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