Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 237 Proper Tyrant (Recommendation Ticket [-])

On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, Uncle Lu said that there is a chrysanthemum appreciation banquet in the palace, and there is even a small boat rowing to the small island in the middle of the lake in the Wangfu to climb up and look far away.

Lian and Xuanyuanchen were sulking for a few days, Mo Xiaowan heard what Uncle Lu said, and happily asked Master Xie Wudi to climb high and look far away, coincident with such a festive season, Xie Wudi accepted Mo Xiaowan with a smile.

After eating breakfast, Mo Xiaowan went all the way out of Yafeng Garden, the palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and there were many red silk hanging on the trees.

This Eight Princes Mansion is really exaggerated.

But it was the Double Ninth Festival, which made it more lively than New Year's Eve.

Mo Xiaowan went all the way to Hehu Xiaozhu to find Xie Wudi, passing through the willow forest, he saw Uncle Lu and Steward Sun leading a group of servants to carry things on a painting boat.

"Lu Guanshi, this Double Ninth Festival is also a hasty formality in previous years."

Steward Sun was puzzled: "Why do you want to make it more lively than the Chinese New Year?"

"You don't understand that, do you?"

Uncle Lu was quite proud: "Aside from the Double Ninth Festival, today is Miss's birthday. This is Xiaowan's first birthday in the Eighth Prince's Mansion. The prince said that it must be grand and lively."

As soon as Uncle Lu opened his mouth, he was a little eloquent, showing off to Steward Sun.

"Have you seen this painted boat?"

"The lord spent a lot of money to make this specially by the Navy Superintendent's Workshop. Look at this carver, this paint color, it's the first boat in the capital, just for the purpose of letting the young lady go to the small island in the middle of the lake that day. Climb high and look far."

The Eight Kings have always distinguished between public and private, and even for a small ink bowl, they used the navy to supervise the construction of a painting boat.

This is incredible!

Thinking of him and his sister offending Mo Xiaowan, he suddenly felt sad: "The prince is too fond of the young lady..."

"It's good to know."

Uncle Lu fell into trouble and stomped on him: "This man, it is important to have self-knowledge, whether it is a phoenix or a pheasant, you have to see clearly, don't be blinded..."

Mo Xiaowan hidden in the willow bushes was shocked!
She touched the necklace around her neck. She was angry with Xuanyuan Chen these days, so she wanted to take off the chain and throw it away several times.

But every time with the dim lights, watching the lifelike phoenix spreading its wings and the lustrous luster released by the purple jade, I can't bear to part with it.

Touching this jade has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.

Throw away old?

Stupid!

Just throw away Uncle Xuanyuan, such a good purple jade can't be thrown away.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Xuanyuan looked cold-headed and cold-faced, but secretly busy with this painting boat. It seems that Ziyu is really a side dish of porridge, and such a beautifully carved painting boat is her birthday feast.

Hiding among the willow bushes for a while and looking at his own painting boat, the only bit of anger left in Mo Xiaowan's heart also dissipated.

It was a painting boat as a birthday gift, Uncle Xuanyuan is a proper local tyrant.

Her ruined painting is not worth mentioning!

Seeing the small pavilion built in Hehu Lake that he had agreed upon, Mo Xiaowan stood among the willow bushes and took a few glances at the open door, and suddenly felt an inexplicable warmth welling up in his heart.

In such autumn weather, my heart is warm.

She turned around, took two short legs, and ran towards Yafengyuan like flying, passing through the pavilions of Hehu Lake, bumping into Concubine Feng and a group of concubines head-on.

Concubine Feng wanted to repair her relationship with Mo Xiaowan, she smiled and said, "Xiaowan, what are you doing running so fast? Be careful not to fall."

"I……"

Mo Xiaowan's lips trembled, and he wanted to speak, but found himself swallowing hard, unable to utter a word.

He simply bypassed the concubine Feng and the other aunts, and rushed towards Yafengyuan with the wind blowing under his feet.

　This is this week's recommendation ticket plus [-], thank you all the beautiful girls for dropping the ticket, you are Jiang Zimei, y'all!
　　


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