Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 248 The Baby Is So Kind
Be a thief at night, wake up early in the morning, the sun is already high.

Opening his eyes, the sun shines on the bed through the window, Mo Xiaowan narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this hour, Uncle Xuanyuan must have gone early!
She recalled the exciting scene last night, touched the contract in her sleeve, luckily it was still there.

Always hiding this thing in the wide sleeves, not only is it annoying when bathing and changing clothes, if one day one accidentally falls into the bathtub, wouldn't her hard work be in vain?

And if you walk too much at night, there will always be times when you will see a ghost.

Just in case this deed falls on the ground one day, and Uncle Xuanyuan sees it.

One palm ruined it?

Mo Xiaowan suddenly felt a sense of crisis, rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the bedroom, he almost didn't dig the walls and floor tiles, and felt unsafe wherever he hid.

By the way, by the way, digging floor tiles is a bit troublesome, and there is too much movement.

But what about cutting the wall?

Can't go wrong with this.

I picked a pair of iron-cutting knives that Uncle Lu gave me, and I was prying, chopping, and digging on the wall. After doing this for a long time, I finally managed to pry open a brick.

I wrapped the deed with oiled paper, found a chic wooden box to put it in, stuck it in the cracks of the bricks, and put it away.

After finishing this, the broken ash and dregs were cleaned up with a handkerchief, and the bricks were put back, and the brocade tent was put down.

Just Jiang Zi, without anyone noticing, finally hid her treasure and amulet in the secret base.

This time, Mo Xiaowan was very satisfied.

"When the sun shines in the sky, the flowers smile at me..."

After washing the first thing, I washed the dregs in the handkerchief by the stream, and then I walked into the study room humming a song.

"Xiu Zhu, good morning, you look refreshed!"

"Qingcang, you are so handsome today!"

Xiu Zhu looked away in embarrassment, Qing Cang's head was full of black lines, and he yelled at her: "Mo Xiaowan, you laugh so weirdly, and you want to punish me?"

"Ah, there is nothing there."

She couldn't hide the joy in her heart, and she smiled brightly: "I am such a kind baby, how can my swelling hurt people?"

"Hmph, are you still kind?"

Qingcang said with a grimace: "Don't call me handsome from now on, go ahead, you have reserved breakfast for you in the dining room, and you don't even look at it, what time is it, Master has been waiting for you at Xifengting for a long time."

"Don't be so fierce."

Xiu Zhu went to pull Qing Cang, and said gently to Mo Xiaowan: "It's getting late, finish your breakfast quickly, and go to Xifengting for class!"

Mo Xiaowan entered the dining room, and heard Xiu Zhu muttering to Qing Cang.

"You want to be punished by the master? Xiao Wan is now Miss Eighth Prince's Mansion."

Qing Cang replied to him: "It doesn't matter who she is? Qing Dai and I only think of her as Mo Xiaowan."

Mo Xiaowan swallowed a mouthful of millet porridge, and Qing Cang suddenly had the urge to cry with such a simple sentence.

Yeah, whoever she is?

Regardless of whether Xuanyuanchen's love for her is still there, at least in the hearts of Qing Cang and Qing Dai, she will always be that Mo Xiaowan.

Qing Dai will always be her friend, and Qing Cang's cold and poisonous mouth will actually protect her behind her back.

After hastily eating breakfast, she hurried to the Xifeng Pavilion.

Thinking about being late again, I don't know how to face my master?

Listening to the sound of the piano, she slowly came out of the red maple forest, standing behind Xie Wudi, feeling a little timid in her heart.

"Hee hee, good morning, Master..."

"It's getting late, Xiaowan."

Xie Wudi turned his head and looked at her.

Mo Xiaowan always felt that his clear and penetrating eyes seemed to be able to see through him at a glance.

He stammered for a while: "Well, I'm sorry, I'm late again..."

"Well, I'm used to waiting for my teacher!"

Xie Wudi pressed the strings with his fingers: "If Xiao Wan feels sorry, just stand and listen to the teacher explain the skill of playing the piano."

(End of this chapter)