Fuxing Mengfei
Chapter 136 Don't Care What Others Say
Chapter 136 Don't Care What Others Say
Xuanyuanchen was stunned for a moment, it seemed that the little finger carried the weight of thousands of gold, and suddenly felt that it was not bad to reach a tacit understanding and agreement with each other in this unique way.
So he also cooperated with her, imitating her appearance meticulously, hooking the two little fingers, one big and one small, tightly together, completing this sacred ceremony.
"Uncle Xuanyuan, please take care of me in the future."
The smile in Mo Xiaowan's brows and eyes was rippling, and he stuck out his little tongue mischievously: "Cough, remember to be nice to me in the future."
"Ah."
Xuanyuanchen responded coldly, which was considered a response.
There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she took her little hand and walked to the dining room of the study: "Let's have breakfast together."
His hands are very warm, because they practice swords and hold brushes too much, they have many calluses, although they are a little burnt, but they seem to be able to support everything, let him hold it, there is an inexplicable sense of stability and warmth.
She smiled sweetly and sighed: "Uncle Xuanyuan, we will be relatives from now on!"
"Dear?"
Her smile is like a crystal-clear stream, and when she speaks of the word "family", she naturally reveals a kind of trust from the inside out.
Xuanyuan Chen murmured those two words carefully, then nodded his head slightly, acquiescing to her sudden extra relative.
After entering the dining hall, Mo Xiaowan drank the millet pumpkin porridge prepared by Uncle Lu, but his mind was immersed in joy.
Don't be too sour, thinking that one day I can use Uncle Xuanyuan to clean up the old witch and Mo Xiaocheng's scum. When she appears in front of them as the lady of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, they will surely turn pale with fright.
So I kept smirking and bowing my head to drink porridge, not chatting aside like before.
So quiet!
This made Xuanyuanchen a little uncomfortable, and stretched out his big palm, sticking it on her small head.
"Is the fever still going away? After breakfast in a while, ask Uncle Lu to ask Qing Dai to come over and feel your pulse."
"No no."
Mo Xiaowan wanted to explain that she was so happy, but she was afraid that Uncle Xuanyuan would laugh at her.
So she made a playful face at him, stuck out her tongue, and took a bite of the polenta he handed over.
"Qingcang, did you hear that? Mo Xiaowan flew up to a branch and became a phoenix, and suddenly became the lady of the Eighth Prince's Mansion. Uncle Lu announced the news early in the morning, and the whole palace is about to explode?"
Because the dining room is next to the study room, the door of the study room was pushed open by Xiu Zhu, and the chatter with Qing Cang was transmitted to the ears of Mo Xiaowan and Bawang who were eating.
The study room was empty, and Xiuzhu thought there was no one there, so he could hear it very clearly.
"Perhaps Mo Xiaowan is our master's lost daughter."
Qing Cang asked Xiu Zhu: "Think about it carefully? When did you treat someone so nicely? With your quick temper, how could you choose someone who got into trouble and entered the peaceful Yafeng Garden? Also, every time Mo Xiaowan We are the ones who suffer the disaster, but she is alive and well, and she is not taboo in front of the master, and she will say anything. If it were us, she would have died no less than ten thousand times..."
Well, is it really good to talk about people behind their backs like this?
Mo Xiaowan looked at Uncle Xuanyuan's dark face, and silently prayed for Qingcang and Xiuzhu. This time, he might really die ten thousand times.
Seeing that she had caused Qing Cang to suffer from the board, Mo Xiaowan stretched out his small hand, and patted the back of Uncle Xuanyuan's hand lightly across the table.
It seems that she doesn't care what others say.
Starting from the conclusion of this contract, she had already planned the gossip she would bear.
Xuanyuan Chen met her watery eyes, and sure enough the anger in them receded.
(End of this chapter)
Xuanyuanchen was stunned for a moment, it seemed that the little finger carried the weight of thousands of gold, and suddenly felt that it was not bad to reach a tacit understanding and agreement with each other in this unique way.
So he also cooperated with her, imitating her appearance meticulously, hooking the two little fingers, one big and one small, tightly together, completing this sacred ceremony.
"Uncle Xuanyuan, please take care of me in the future."
The smile in Mo Xiaowan's brows and eyes was rippling, and he stuck out his little tongue mischievously: "Cough, remember to be nice to me in the future."
"Ah."
Xuanyuanchen responded coldly, which was considered a response.
There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she took her little hand and walked to the dining room of the study: "Let's have breakfast together."
His hands are very warm, because they practice swords and hold brushes too much, they have many calluses, although they are a little burnt, but they seem to be able to support everything, let him hold it, there is an inexplicable sense of stability and warmth.
She smiled sweetly and sighed: "Uncle Xuanyuan, we will be relatives from now on!"
"Dear?"
Her smile is like a crystal-clear stream, and when she speaks of the word "family", she naturally reveals a kind of trust from the inside out.
Xuanyuan Chen murmured those two words carefully, then nodded his head slightly, acquiescing to her sudden extra relative.
After entering the dining hall, Mo Xiaowan drank the millet pumpkin porridge prepared by Uncle Lu, but his mind was immersed in joy.
Don't be too sour, thinking that one day I can use Uncle Xuanyuan to clean up the old witch and Mo Xiaocheng's scum. When she appears in front of them as the lady of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, they will surely turn pale with fright.
So I kept smirking and bowing my head to drink porridge, not chatting aside like before.
So quiet!
This made Xuanyuanchen a little uncomfortable, and stretched out his big palm, sticking it on her small head.
"Is the fever still going away? After breakfast in a while, ask Uncle Lu to ask Qing Dai to come over and feel your pulse."
"No no."
Mo Xiaowan wanted to explain that she was so happy, but she was afraid that Uncle Xuanyuan would laugh at her.
So she made a playful face at him, stuck out her tongue, and took a bite of the polenta he handed over.
"Qingcang, did you hear that? Mo Xiaowan flew up to a branch and became a phoenix, and suddenly became the lady of the Eighth Prince's Mansion. Uncle Lu announced the news early in the morning, and the whole palace is about to explode?"
Because the dining room is next to the study room, the door of the study room was pushed open by Xiu Zhu, and the chatter with Qing Cang was transmitted to the ears of Mo Xiaowan and Bawang who were eating.
The study room was empty, and Xiuzhu thought there was no one there, so he could hear it very clearly.
"Perhaps Mo Xiaowan is our master's lost daughter."
Qing Cang asked Xiu Zhu: "Think about it carefully? When did you treat someone so nicely? With your quick temper, how could you choose someone who got into trouble and entered the peaceful Yafeng Garden? Also, every time Mo Xiaowan We are the ones who suffer the disaster, but she is alive and well, and she is not taboo in front of the master, and she will say anything. If it were us, she would have died no less than ten thousand times..."
Well, is it really good to talk about people behind their backs like this?
Mo Xiaowan looked at Uncle Xuanyuan's dark face, and silently prayed for Qingcang and Xiuzhu. This time, he might really die ten thousand times.
Seeing that she had caused Qing Cang to suffer from the board, Mo Xiaowan stretched out his small hand, and patted the back of Uncle Xuanyuan's hand lightly across the table.
It seems that she doesn't care what others say.
Starting from the conclusion of this contract, she had already planned the gossip she would bear.
Xuanyuan Chen met her watery eyes, and sure enough the anger in them receded.
(End of this chapter)
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