Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 205 Falling out of favor, fight for favor (reward plus update)

After realizing the first step of a great cause, Mo Xiaowan was in a very happy mood all day long.

You know, as long as you find a chance to grab Uncle Xuanyuan's hand and press a mud mark when the big leopard is taking a nap, her Mo Xiaowan will completely turn around.

How majestic and majestic it is to have a servant of the Eight Kings.

With this beautiful thought in mind, Mo Xiaowan completely changed his temperament, finished his schoolwork early for the day, and obediently squatted at the gate of the house, waiting for Uncle Xuanyuan to come back.

"Look, why is she here?"

"Yes, yes, she has changed her temper."

Tired of squatting, Mo Xiaowan climbed up on the stone lion at the gate of the mansion and sat down, laying his head on the lion's head, propping his forehead with his small hands, staring at the empty avenue longing to see.

She didn't bother to answer when she heard a bunch of women chattering behind her.

Because she knew that when Uncle Xuanyuan pressed the mud print on the deed, these annoying sparrows would be nothing more than a bunch of cannon fodder, so she didn't bother to look at them.

However, she ignored them, these ignorant women had bad memories and wanted to provoke her.

Every word he said was worse than one sentence.

"What is she waiting at the gate of the house?"

"Compete for favor!"

"It must have fallen out of favor!"

"The prince looks fresh, but he has only played for a while, after a long time, he must be tired of it!"

So noisy, a flock of sparrows!

"Dead motherfucker!"

Mo Xiaowan was tired of hearing it, so he threw the small stone he picked up at the gate of the house just now, and threw it at the most annoying sparrow.

Right on the forehead, smashing a hole.

The blood dripped down his forehead and the bridge of his nose as if he didn't want money.

There was no sound at the gate of the mansion. The woman who won the lottery screamed sharply because of the pain, but her face was wet when she touched it.

Seeing the blood-stained hands, he howled like killing a pig.

"what happened?"

At this time, Hongxiu supported Concubine Feng and stepped out of the gate of the palace.

The terrified aunts started yelling.

"Miss committed a murder, and the side concubine must make the decision for Sister Zhao."

"With a disagreement, she threw such a big stone down and punched a hole in Sister Zhao's head."

"She's a little devil..."

"Both of you, help Aunt Zhao go back to rest, and take my imperial concubine's token to invite Doctor Li."

As expected, Concubine Feng is used to storms, after dismissing Aunt Zhao, she turned her head and lightly scolded Mo Xiaowan: "Xiaowan, you are too naughty, how can you throw a stone down when you disagree with me?"

When Ouyang Xue was poisoned last time, Mo Xiaowan thought about it, and felt that going to the back kitchen to learn how to make dim sum was the idea of ​​Feng side concubine.

And specifically asked her not to tell the prince about this matter.

Later, after Yun Gu escaped from danger, she reminded her again and again that Concubine Feng was unfathomable.

In fact, she knows all this.

But, do you want to follow her clue to find out about your mother?

Is it Renren and continue to make friends with her?

Or just tear your face off?

Mo Xiaowan thought for a while, she is now the Miss Eighth Prince's Mansion, and if she doesn't follow her clues, she can find out about the murder of her mother.

Aunt Su said before that she had an aunt named Feng Yuyan, who was a close friend of her mother's boudoir. She ate and slept together in the Grand Master's residence, but her so-called aunt, it is said that she had a falling out with her mother before she got married. up.

At the beginning, she was kind to herself, so it was worth investigating!
However, Feng Yuyan was the only clue to find out about her mother's marriage to the Marquis of Weiyuan...

"Aunt Feng side concubine, you are so kind to me, just like Uncle Xuanyuan, you protect me no matter what I do."

In fact, she also knows how to play the white lotus.

Just never bothered to play.

But now, it's better to go with the flow.

"These aunts are too talkative, making people upset."

Mo Xiaowan's brows and eyes were crooked with a smile: "I threw a stone, just to remember them. Besides, Uncle Xuanyuan doesn't look at them, he dresses up every day, and it's useless to wait at the gate of the mansion. Why bother?" Take that effort?"

　This chapter is updated, thank you for being Brother Bin, Jingxin Suya, Xiaowu, and the rewards of the wind and clouds, okay?

　　
　
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