Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 191 Lord, You Are Too Bad

Xuanyuan Chen put on airs and looked cold, but only Feng Yi, who was hiding in the dark, knew that the corners of his master's mouth twitched violently.

Last time Mo Xiaowan scolded the wind for being boring!

Feng Yi has never been able to comprehend Little Demon King Mo's two-character mantra, but now he finally understands that his master is just being coquettish at this very moment.

Being kissed and praised by Mo Xiaowan, I was so happy that I went crazy, and I had to pretend to be cold and cold.

As the saying goes, extreme joy begets sorrow!

Just as Xuanyuan Chen thought about this little thing, he finally knew what was going on, Mo Xiaowan said, a smile froze on his face.

She finally remembered that before getting into the carriage, Xuanyuan Xing chased after what the princess was reading with her.

Mo Xiaowan shook his arm: "Uncle Xuanyuan, what happened to the contract you showed Brother Xing?"

"The deed is fake, right?"

How can anyone carry the deed of painting with him all day long?

It must be that Uncle Xuanyuan didn't want her to enter the palace, so he took a random page and asked His Highness the Crown Prince.

Since entering the Eighth Prince's Mansion, she has practiced a lot of characters, but she has never written anything about being born as a person of the Eighth Prince's Mansion and dying as a ghost of the Eighth Prince's Mansion. She has never written such a contract.

"You deceived your nephew with a fake deed. Uncle Xuanyuan, you are too bad!"

Mo Xiaowan shook his head and blinked his eyes: "There must be more rules in the palace than in the Eight Princes' Mansion. If I was thrown in, I wouldn't survive for two days. I am the lady of the Eight Princes' Mansion, and I have the right to personal freedom, right?"

Xuanyuanchen glanced sideways at her silently. Indeed, with her trouble-making nature, she really entered the palace and could not live for a few days.

The little thing didn't want to enter the palace, but he planned to go to Ouyang Kingdom with Emperor Xiewu.

After entering the Eight Princes' Mansion, what more personal freedom do you want?
This statement is new!
This little thing beside him is so wild, but luckily he was already prepared after the last banquet at the Duke's Mansion.

Want to go to Ouyang country?
He must cut off her thoughts in the bud, and let her die completely.

Xuanyuanchen took out the document from the sleeve cage and threw it to Mo Xiaowan.

"This deed is real."

He held back a smile and waited to see her jumping in a hurry, leaned over and breathed in her ear: "Take a good look, the deed is written by you yourself, with your fingerprints on it."

"Uncle Xuanyuan, you are so humorous, you are so good at joking..."

Even if Mo Xiaowan was killed, she couldn't remember that she had personally written a contract of sale... She picked up the page and read it over and over again, the more horrifying it became.

wrong!

It must be the wrong posture for reading the contract.

She leaned on the table and looked sideways. Those crooked characters were indeed written by herself.

In the entire Yafeng Garden, only her, Mo Xiaowan, could write such ugly characters.

A thunderbolt on a sunny day!
She still didn't give up, it must be the wrong light to read the deed.

He tried to hide in a dark place in the corner of the carriage, he also tried to go to a place with sufficient light from the window, and even asked Xuanyuanchen to open the curtain of the car.

God, she did write it right.

Seeing that the date was the night she came back from the Duke's Mansion, her head was buzzing, she really couldn't understand, how could she write this contract that day?
She lost her memory?

Temporary amnesia!
She really can't think of anything.

Mo Xiaowan was jumping up and down with the deed, Xuanyuanchen had been watching with great interest, watching her stomp her feet anxiously, her face flushed red in anxiety, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently when he saw the wonderful thing.

"Even if it's my handwriting."

Mo Xiaowan let out a sigh of relief, and threw the contract on him: "The fingerprints must be fake, it must not be real, the contract is invalid."

(End of this chapter)