Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 280 Miss him, miss him very much (recommendation ticket 6)

She first ran to the back kitchen to look for Yun Gu, then she kept asking about the plum cake, and during the day, Feng Yi passed the words of her and Qing Dai to Uncle Lu's ears.

As soon as she mentioned the plum cake, Uncle Lu knew the little Jiujiu in her heart.

Uncle Lu didn't move, but when he made a move, he was actually better than Feng Yi. He felt that carrying this little thing was not a burden, so he handed her a black cloak, and carried her out without touching his feet. Yafeng Court.

"Wow, Uncle Lu, you are so powerful, you can fly in the sky!"

Mo Xiaowan yelled excitedly: "You are so handsome, besides Uncle Xuanyuan, you are the most handsome and coolest I have ever seen."

When Uncle Lu heard her say something about an old man, he was immediately shocked. In fact, he is an old man from the Eighth Prince's Mansion, but he is considered middle-aged when he is under forty.

But when he thought of Yun Gu, who was in his early thirties, and Xiao Wan called him an old man, Uncle Lu suddenly felt that he was really old, and his heart felt a little stuffy.

But then Mo Xiaowan said again, saying that besides the master, he is the most handsome and coolest. Uncle Lu's heart is like riding a roller coaster, ups and downs and then back to balance.

He couldn't help but patted her on the head: "Keep your voice down, everyone will know that we are going to share the half jar of plum petals with you."

Mo Xiaowan wanted to say that he and Uncle Lu were not thieves, they were the ones who won Uncle Xuanyuan's heart the most.

Ok!

But when he remembered the purpose of this trip, he immediately fell silent.

It was late at this time, and the back kitchen of the Wangfu was quiet, except for a small room with a candle, which was the night watchman.

Uncle Lu dropped the Mo Xiaowan to the window and glanced at it. The man had already fallen asleep by the stove.

The acacia tree is easy to find, and the jars are not buried deep. Uncle Lu shakes it with a flint and steel, and there are traces of new digging under the tree. Someone must have taken the petals from the jars in the past few days.

This is also good, the soil has been moved so that no one will find out.

Uncle Lu took out the small plane that he had prepared early in the morning, took out the jar, took the sea bowl that Mo Xiaowan handed over, evened out a bowl, and covered it securely.

Then when the jars were put back, the order of those jars was reversed.

Mo Xiaowan just thought about how to make excuses?

Unexpectedly, Uncle Lu and his old man moved around and adjusted the jar just right.

She concealed her ecstasy, and her two eyes shone like little stars.

Back in the back kitchen of Yafeng Garden, Uncle Lu handed the sea bowl containing the plum blossom honey petals to Yungu. As soon as Yungu opened it, the faint plum fragrance was very refreshing.

Yun Gu dipped a little bit and tasted it, overjoyed: "It's the taste, others can't taste the difference between plum blossom honey petals and peach blossom honey petals, you wait for the small bowl, I will definitely prepare plum blossom cakes for you tomorrow."

The back kitchen in Ya Feng Yuan was alright, and when Uncle Lu escorted her back to the main hall, looking at the empty bedroom, the feeling of emptiness when Mo Xiaowan woke up early came back.

Burying her head into the brocade quilt, she missed the mint breath on Xuanyuanchen.

Lying quietly alone, even though she knew that there must be a hidden guard guarding a place where she could not see, but because she couldn't smell the scent of his incense and lit a candle, she still felt that the night was very dark and eerily quiet.

In the past, she always felt annoyed by Xuanyuan Chen, but when she found out that he had gone far away, it was the first night, Mo Xiaowan's nose was sore, and she had the urge to cry.

As soon as you close your eyes, it's all his fault.

In the Marquis Weiyuan Mansion, he swiped his palm at the guards who blocked her, and rescued her from the hands of the old hag and that bastard Mo Xiaocheng;

After entering the Eighth Prince's Mansion, every time she made trouble, he had a dark face, but he had nothing to do with her, and was finally reluctant to attack her...

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