Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 158 Must be a ghost

"I can't die, I can't die, I'm fine!"

Mo Xiaowan tried his best to stuff Yungu's dessert into his mouth, really, Yungu showed her housekeeping skills, the dessert made this time was more delicious than any other time!

She whimpered and smirked at them: "I'm so annoying that even Hades dare not accept me, haha!"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Xiaoxiao burst into laughter.

Zhang Bingqian covered her mouth and snickered: "I heard that the guard Feng said that you are always getting into trouble, and that you pushed a few aunts into the mud and soaked them all morning?"

"Nonsense, how could I do such a thing? The wind guard must be confused!"

Mo Xiaowan took a sip of the tea, and said brazenly, "It's because they think the weather is stuffy, so they jumped into the lotus pond to cool off by themselves, I just watched the excitement..."

Feng [-] and Feng [-] looked at each other, and finally realized what shamelessness is.

It's no wonder that the woman from the Eighth Prince's Mansion tried all kinds of tricks but couldn't get her master's favor.

They now understand that all the women combined are not as thick-skinned as Mo Xiaowan.

Can she just jump up on the master and give a slap?
Can others?

dare?

Although I can't understand what my master means, but I really have nothing to say when I indulge such a troublemaker, I can only look at the sky silently.

"Xiao Wan, let me see that the Eighth Prince is very good."

Lin Xiaoxiao gave a thumbs up: "I dare to make such a fuss, my mother rewarded me dozens of times. Did the Eight Kings punish you?"

penalty?
Not only was he not punished.

I also asked: "Can you hurt your hands?"

Mo Xiaowan remembered for a moment that he was blowing the wind by the Xifeng Pavilion that night, and she began to think that he was out of his mind and behaved uncharacteristically.

But later, he was indeed right.

Although I don't know that night, why did Uncle Xuanyuan look so bad afterwards?
However, when he recalled his words, Mo Xiaowan's nose felt a little sour, and he wanted to shed tears.

Except for mother Feng Zimo, it seems that no one has treated her so well in this life...

Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't stay idle, she took a small silver whip and waved it around. With a flick of the whip, a kingfisher hidden among the lotus leaves was flung into the cabin.

Zhang Bingqian rushed forward, holding the little thing in her palm.

"Stop smoking it..."

Feng Er brought the medicine box, Zhang Bingqian smeared the sore medicine on the injured wing of the bird, Lin Xiaoxiao also felt that her whip technique was too accurate, and it was not good to wave it carelessly.

I had no choice but to pester Mo Xiaowan to chat.

"Xiao Wan, what are you thinking in a daze?"

"Oh, no no no."

Mo Xiaowan also felt like she was possessed by a demon, why did she keep thinking about what happened at the Xifeng Pavilion that night? Damn it, she just felt that Uncle Xuanyuan was very gentle at that moment.

Damn, must be hell!
She shook her head violently a few times before shaking off his swaying shadow.

Curious for a moment, she asked Lin Xiaoxiao: "Uncle Xuanyuan returned home very late recently, what happened in court?"

"Isn't it because of Ouyang Xue's poisoning last time? Doctor Li detoxified her afterwards, but Ouyang Guo didn't give up on this matter. Ouyang Guo's envoys pestered the Eighth Prince's Mansion to explain. The emperor also had a headache and said he was sick. If you don't go to court, you will push a bunch of difficult political affairs to the eight kings."

Lin Xiaoxiao waved the small silver whip in her hand, slammed it heavily on the boat window, and curled her lips in a pompous manner: "If you want me to say, a small Ouyang country, what are you afraid of doing? It's really impossible, let's do it, look at me, Lin Xiaoxiao." Xiaoxiao cut through the thorns and smashed the small country of Ouyang..."

　My Xiaoxiao is mighty!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)