Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 170 I gave it to you for the first time (Tanabata gift)

"Let the wind guards send the paintings in the lectures to Benwang's study, and Benwang will check your homework every day."

Mo Xiaowan's small movements fell into Xuanyuanchen's eyes, he slightly hooked the corner of his lips, and added this sentence slowly, and then Feng Wu pushed him and disappeared on the pebble path.

As soon as he left the Xifeng Pavilion, a few drops of sweat faintly appeared on Feng Wu's forehead.

He is ashamed of his father.

Others didn't know, but he knew what his master was thinking, and he was afraid that Master Xie Wudi would really paint another portrait for Mo Xiaowan, which would definitely replace the muddy little face painted by the prince in his study.

That's why my grandfather came out for a walk, specifically telling Mo Xiaowan to hang his paintings in her room.

In order to prevent Mo Xiaowan from disliking his paintings, he finally came up with a trick, using the excuse of checking his homework, once all the paintings during the lectures were sent to the study room of the main hall.

In this way, the only painting that can be hung in Mo Xiaowan's room is my grandfather's one!

Then, as for Xie Wudi and Mo Xiaowan's paintings in class, they probably disappeared when they entered the study room.

Because according to my grandfather's domineering temperament, he would never send Xie Wudi's painting back to Mo Xiaowan, and let her think about it again.

Feng Wu stared at the master who was pretending to be sick, feeling that his brain was not enough, and looked at him as if he was looking at something alien.

Who would have thought of killing a resolute master and doing ridiculous things for a small ink bowl.

He just wanted to say one thing, he didn't know the Eighth Prince, and Feng Wu was not the secret guard of the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

The day's homework was over, and Mo Xiaowan was extremely depressed.

Master Xie Wudi drew a picture for her again. The sunset was setting and the sunset was reflected in the stream. The back of the painting was a whirling maple forest, and a small and well-behaved person was practicing calligraphy seriously in the maple stream pavilion. study.

The whole painting has a scholarly atmosphere, a beauty that she didn't realize, Mo Xiaowan was overwhelmed with surprise.

"Master, is the girl in the painting really a small bowl?"

"Well, the appearance of Xiaowan studying calligraphy and reading seriously is very beautiful!"

Emperor Xiewu gently stroked her bun head: "It's not inferior to the princess and noble daughter in this capital."

Mo Xiaowan liked the painting very much, before holding it warm in his hand, a shadow flashed, and when Mo Xiaowan came back to his senses, the painting had already fallen into Fengyi's hands.

Mo Xiaowan said angrily, "Guardian Feng, return it to me."

"No, the prince has specifically explained that all the paintings during the lecture must be reviewed by him."

Feng Yi held the scroll tightly: "Miss, don't embarrass me."

Mo Xiaowan is so angry, he really wants to say, Feng Yi, I gave you my first time!
But because of Xie Wudi's presence, Mo Xiaowan had just finished speaking the first three words, and caught a glimpse of him staring at him curiously, so the words that came to his mouth were stuck in his throat, and he swallowed.

In Master's heart, she is the Mo Xiaowan in the portrait, the existence that is not inferior to the princess and noble daughter.

For the first time, Mo Xiaowan didn't want to spoil his good impression in Xie Wudi's heart, so he could only stare at Feng Yi, watching him take the scroll and go to the study.

In the end, she worked hard and obediently to learn and practice calligraphy, but she didn't get anything.

At dinner time, dragging his tired body, he hung the mud-stained portrait listlessly in the room.

Yun Gu didn't understand, so she said, "Little bowl, this painting of my lord is better than the master's painting yesterday, look at your playful appearance, our little bowl is as fresh as a fish in a stream when it falls on the drawing paper Son……"

Mo Xiaowan took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and took another deep breath.

"Yun Gu, cold beef sauce, delicious!"

　Adding more to this chapter is a Tanabata gift for the beauties, so keep it up!I wish the beauties I love, happy Qixi Festival, and find the Prince Charming of your dreams as soon as possible, okay!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)