Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 239

"I see!"

Mo Xiaowan walked in front, and he covered his mouth and snickered a bit, thinking that he was right to be coquettish, Uncle Lu had already said that this painting boat was specially built for her birthday.

But the master behind him is pretty good at pretending.

She turned her head, very serious: "Uncle Xuanyuan, why haven't I seen this painting boat in the palace before? It looks like it was newly built."

"Well, it was specially built for Chongyang to climb high and look far."

As long as Mo Xiaowan doesn't talk nonsense, everything is negotiable.

Xuanyuanchen took her little hand and walked towards the lakeshore: "If you like Xiaowan, this boat will be given to you."

"like."

Mo Xiaowan suddenly felt that her things were being taken over by someone she didn't like, and that feeling was very uncomfortable.

She tilted her head and asked in a coquettish tone: "Then give it to the small bowl, is it only the small bowl that can be used?"

"no!"

Xuanyuanchen smiled slightly, and nodded her forehead: "This king can use it."

Mo Xiaowan simply stopped and asked persistently, "What about Uncle Xuanyuan and Xiaowan?"

This little thing has a bit of conscience, she said that, a bit like a family.

Xuanyuanchen was in a good mood, and he also stopped walking, the corners of his mouth curved up, and the smile fainted on his face: "Well, only the king and the little things are allowed."

The breeze blew, and the willow branches swayed gently. Standing in front of the willow forest were two figures, one big and one small. The Eighth King Xuanyuanchen was wearing a brocade white robe, and Mo Xiaowan was wearing a light purple skirt.

From time to time, willow branches were blown by the wind, gently touching his and her shoulders.

This picture looks very beautiful, like a beautiful picture scroll!

During the Double Ninth Festival in previous years, the side concubine and aunt of the palace would accompany the eight kings to take a boat to the small island in the middle of the lake, climb the hill and look far away.

This is also an opportunity for the women in the mansion to get close to the Eight Princes, so the side concubines and aunts of the various gardens woke up early today to seize this rare opportunity.

The Eighth Prince patted the back of Mo Xiaowan's head affectionately. Although he was far away, he could vaguely see him smiling at Mo Xiaowan.

In the eyes of Concubine Feng and the other aunts, this scene was particularly glaring, until the Eighth Prince took Mo Xiaowan's hand again and walked up and down the lakeshore, they hurriedly covered the resentment in their eyes, and rushed to greet each other with smiles.

"Yo, miss, you're also here to swim in the lake?"

Aunt Sun swayed her soft waist and gave Xuanyuan Chen a look.

"My lord, this pedal is wobbly, I'm so scared."

"I remember last year when I went boating on the lake, my concubine mentioned it to my master. Wouldn't it be beautiful if there was a new painting boat to swim around the lake?"

Aunt Feng was wearing thick makeup, pretending to be shy and timid, but unfortunately the makeup was too thick on her face, even though her face was flushed, she still looked pale.

Her sweet voice was a little off-putting.

"My lord treats my concubine so well!"

All the aunts rely on their own abilities, afraid of being robbed of the limelight by Aunt Sun and Aunt Feng, they try their best to squeeze in front, trying to get closer to Xuanyuanchen.

"Noisy, I really don't understand the rules."

The side concubine Feng had stumbled on Mo Xiaowan one after another, and she was punished everywhere because she offended Mo Xiaowan. She knew very well that only by pleasing her can she win the favor of the Eighth Prince.

"Thinking of loved ones every festive season!"

Feng Yuyan, who was standing in front, suddenly looked at Mo Xiaowan, and sighed sadly: "If my sister has a spirit in the sky, knowing that there are relatives accompanying Xiaowan to climb the heights and look far away, she can rest in peace under the nine springs."

She looked a little melancholy, and stretched out a slender hand towards Mo Xiaowan: "Little Wan, come to Auntie."

(End of this chapter)