Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 182
"Ayi, it's great that you're here. I bought a lot of things and I have no place to put them."

Mo Xiaowan's frowning brows relaxed, and he stuffed the things in his hands into Murong Yi's hands: "Hold these for me, I still have to buy a lot of things."

God knows how much Murong Yi misses Mo Xiaowan.

He had never seen Mo Xiaowan in women's clothing, before in the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion she was dressed in ragged clothes, and the last time she came to the Duke's Mansion, she was also wearing a book boy's robe.

Today she was wearing a powder blue skirt, when she was flying in front of the stall, the hem of the skirt would move without wind, in Murong Yi's eyes, his little bowl looked like a little fairy.

He didn't care about the Eighth Prince's warning eyes at all, and nodded with a smirk on his face, happily holding Mo Xiaowan.

"Sister Xiaowan, what do you want to buy?"

After finally seeing Mo Xiaowan, Xuanyuan Xing in the carriage disregarded the eunuch's insistence on blocking him, jumped off the carriage and squeezed Murong Yi aside.

"Sister Xiaowan just say whatever you want, brother wakes up to pay."

Xuanyuanchen thought that there was only one Murong Yi passing by, but he didn't expect Xuanyuan to wake up halfway.

Is it refusing to move around the little wild cat?

Xuanyuan Chen's face was as gloomy as it could be, he coughed heavily, reminding Murong Yi and Xuanyuan Xing of his existence.

"I've seen the Eighth Prince!"

Murong Yi's perfunctory Fu Yi Fu was all focused on Mo Xiaowan.

"I heard that the emperor's uncle suffered from heart pain and he was recuperating in the palace. Xing'er told his father, so he called the prince Murong and was going to visit the palace. Unexpectedly, we ran into him in the downtown area."

Only then did Xuanyuan Xing pretend to discover his existence, with a look of shock on his face: "Uncle Huang is going shopping with Xiaowan?"

"The king is out of the mansion to see a doctor."

Visiting a sick person?

Looking at this posture, visiting a sick man is fake, but the little wild cat who covets him is real.

Since the last Lotus Appreciation Banquet, the Crown Prince and Murong Yi handed over name stickers three times, but he ordered Uncle Lu to keep them out of the door.

This is unwilling to give up?

The Eighth Prince looked at His Highness the Crown Prince with sharp eyes: "The doctor said that the king's illness is no longer serious. She is making a fuss and wants to buy things. This king is just reluctant to accompany her."

In fact, Xuanyuan Xing was very afraid of the Eighth Prince's Uncle. In the past, the Eighth King's Lord looked at him with sharp eyes, so he must have found an excuse to hide away.

But this time, he didn't.

He hadn't seen Mo Xiaowan since the last lotus banquet in the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

Visiting Mo Xiaowan in the palace many times, Eight Emperor Uncle also ordered Uncle Lu to refuse to see any visitors.

Hearing that Xiaowan has somehow become the Miss Eighth Prince's Mansion, what kind of relationship will there be between her and the emperor's uncle?
Xuanyuan Xing has a lot to say to Mo Xiaowan.

After finally bumping into each other on North Street, how could you miss this opportunity?

"The emperor's uncle has just recovered from a serious illness, so he should go back to the mansion first to rest."

Xuanyuan Xing smiled brightly: "Xing'er will definitely take good care of little sister Xiao Wan for uncle Huang."

What Xuanyuan Xing meant was that since the uncle of the emperor was reluctant, the nephew of the emperor would be happy to go shopping with sister Xiaowan.

Taking the place out of the way, is this driving him away?

But Mo Xiaowan didn't realize that gunpowder smoke was rising up behind him, his thoughts were all attracted by the dazzling array of goods on the street, he picked a bunch of beards from a small vendor, stuck them playfully under his nose, and smirked at Murong Yi.

"Ayi, is it good-looking? Does it look like Master?"

"Nice and lovely wife!"

Whatever Mo Xiaowan did, Murong Yi felt fresh and cute.

Every time she turned her head to look at him, Murong Yi would have a shy and smirk like he did in Weiyuan Hou Mansion back then.

Xuanyuanchen was very blocked, feeling that Mo Xiaowan, a heartless little thing, would definitely be abducted by a little favor from the emperor's nephew and Murong Yi.

(End of this chapter)