Fuxing Mengfei
Chapter 296 You Just Crap
Chapter 296 You Just Crap (Recommendation Ticket 2)
The brat framed her with a pot of pork belly and chicken, and sent her to the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
Could it be that her life experience is really the same as the gossip of the servants of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, the illegitimate daughter of the Eighth Prince's family?
No, no!
How could it be so bloody?
Mo Xiaowan thought carefully about Uncle Xuanyuan's kindness and love for her.
Why is he so nice to her?
And why do you spoil her so much?
Thinking of the subtle changes in her relationship with the person I have been thinking about these days without sleep, Mo Xiaowan finds it hard to accept, and even does not know why, and feels a little aching in her heart.
She rushed out of the pavilion and yelled at the empty door of Hehu Xiaozhu: "Mo Qianlang, you are lying, right?"
Her shout echoed in the wind and snow, and then spun back...
"Small bowl, it's snowing outside, be careful to get your shoes and socks wet."
Xie Wudi stretched out his big warm palm and led the foolish her into the hall. In one day, she wet her shoes and socks twice in a row.
He had no choice but to take it off for her and put it on the stove to bake.
No matter what Xie Wudi does, his movements are so focused, even if it is baking shoes and socks.
The room was very quiet, only the sound of boiling water and the creaking of the fire.
It took Mo Xiaowan a long time to come back to her senses, staring at Xie Wudi who was baking her shoes and socks.
"Master, why didn't you ask Xiaowan what Langer told me when he left?"
"Why ask?"
Xie Wudi raised his head slightly from the stove, the firelight reflected on his face, staining his face with a layer of fatal softness.
"My teacher thought that if Xiaowan wanted to talk, he would definitely say it. If he didn't want to say it, he wouldn't say it even if he asked."
"That's true."
Mo Xiaowan always felt that Xie Wudi was very good at soothing people's hearts. His guesses that were enough to make her flustered made her uneasy. His understatement of a word made her feel that no matter what happened, the sky would not fall down.
She felt a little more at ease, tilted her head and asked, "Master, is it true what the servants of the Eighth Prince's Mansion gossip about?"
Emperor Xiewu asked warmly, "Which ones?"
"Oh, yes, yes."
Mo Xiaowan closed his eyes and made up his mind: "What is Xiaowan's background?"
Emperor Xie Wu was also obviously taken aback by what she asked, and after a long time, a smile spread across his face: "Xiaowan thinks what they said is true?"
"if not!"
Mo Xiaowan curled his lips: "Why is Uncle Xuanyuan being kind to me for no reason?"
Emperor Xiewu asked: "Then how about serving Xiaowan as a teacher?"
"Master treats me very well."
Mo Xiaowan didn't understand, what did her complex relationship with Uncle Xuanyuan have to do with Master Xie Wudi?
"That's right!"
Xie Wudi smiled indifferently: "Besides the Eighth Prince, there are other teachers who are kind to Xiao Wan for no reason! If Xiao Wan has to find a reason, I heard that Xiao Wan's grandfather Feng Taishi used to be the mentor of the Eighth Prince. "
He half-jokingly said: "Perhaps my teacher treats Xiao Wan well because of the relationship between Xiao Wan's father and being a teacher."
When my mother married into the Marquis of Weiyuan, Uncle Xuanyuan was at most thirteen or fourteen years old, and she really had no bounds.
"Master, just talk nonsense!"
Mo Xiaowan let out a long breath: "However, Xiaowan's heart is much more at ease after listening to the master's mess. It's so strange to have a father like Uncle Xuanyuan. Mo Xiao is not as good as a beast. If a father looks like him, I would rather not have a father in this life, and finally meet Uncle Xuanyuan who treats me well..."
Xie Wudi originally wanted to say, if what he said about being a teacher is true?
I don't know how Mo Xiaocheng treats their mother and daughter, making Xiaowan think that everyone with the title of father is a bad person.
She seems to have a deep resentment towards the word father...
(Writing this, another girl is going to jump out and guess wildly. Let me clarify first, this is just Xiaowan's wild imagination. In fact, when Xiaowan's mother married into Weiyuanhou's mansion, the prince was not yet an adult, so this problem did not exist. Don't Guessing randomly, the author Jiang will be very troublesome, and Mo Xiaowan's real father will appear soon.)
This week's recommendation ticket plus 2, let me explain first, the author Jiang has already said that the prince and Feng Zimo are five or six years apart, it is absolutely impossible to have a complicated relationship, she is just the senior sister of the eighth prince.If you make random guesses and write book reviews, the author will delete them, because your irresponsible comments will affect others
(End of this chapter)
The brat framed her with a pot of pork belly and chicken, and sent her to the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
Could it be that her life experience is really the same as the gossip of the servants of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, the illegitimate daughter of the Eighth Prince's family?
No, no!
How could it be so bloody?
Mo Xiaowan thought carefully about Uncle Xuanyuan's kindness and love for her.
Why is he so nice to her?
And why do you spoil her so much?
Thinking of the subtle changes in her relationship with the person I have been thinking about these days without sleep, Mo Xiaowan finds it hard to accept, and even does not know why, and feels a little aching in her heart.
She rushed out of the pavilion and yelled at the empty door of Hehu Xiaozhu: "Mo Qianlang, you are lying, right?"
Her shout echoed in the wind and snow, and then spun back...
"Small bowl, it's snowing outside, be careful to get your shoes and socks wet."
Xie Wudi stretched out his big warm palm and led the foolish her into the hall. In one day, she wet her shoes and socks twice in a row.
He had no choice but to take it off for her and put it on the stove to bake.
No matter what Xie Wudi does, his movements are so focused, even if it is baking shoes and socks.
The room was very quiet, only the sound of boiling water and the creaking of the fire.
It took Mo Xiaowan a long time to come back to her senses, staring at Xie Wudi who was baking her shoes and socks.
"Master, why didn't you ask Xiaowan what Langer told me when he left?"
"Why ask?"
Xie Wudi raised his head slightly from the stove, the firelight reflected on his face, staining his face with a layer of fatal softness.
"My teacher thought that if Xiaowan wanted to talk, he would definitely say it. If he didn't want to say it, he wouldn't say it even if he asked."
"That's true."
Mo Xiaowan always felt that Xie Wudi was very good at soothing people's hearts. His guesses that were enough to make her flustered made her uneasy. His understatement of a word made her feel that no matter what happened, the sky would not fall down.
She felt a little more at ease, tilted her head and asked, "Master, is it true what the servants of the Eighth Prince's Mansion gossip about?"
Emperor Xiewu asked warmly, "Which ones?"
"Oh, yes, yes."
Mo Xiaowan closed his eyes and made up his mind: "What is Xiaowan's background?"
Emperor Xie Wu was also obviously taken aback by what she asked, and after a long time, a smile spread across his face: "Xiaowan thinks what they said is true?"
"if not!"
Mo Xiaowan curled his lips: "Why is Uncle Xuanyuan being kind to me for no reason?"
Emperor Xiewu asked: "Then how about serving Xiaowan as a teacher?"
"Master treats me very well."
Mo Xiaowan didn't understand, what did her complex relationship with Uncle Xuanyuan have to do with Master Xie Wudi?
"That's right!"
Xie Wudi smiled indifferently: "Besides the Eighth Prince, there are other teachers who are kind to Xiao Wan for no reason! If Xiao Wan has to find a reason, I heard that Xiao Wan's grandfather Feng Taishi used to be the mentor of the Eighth Prince. "
He half-jokingly said: "Perhaps my teacher treats Xiao Wan well because of the relationship between Xiao Wan's father and being a teacher."
When my mother married into the Marquis of Weiyuan, Uncle Xuanyuan was at most thirteen or fourteen years old, and she really had no bounds.
"Master, just talk nonsense!"
Mo Xiaowan let out a long breath: "However, Xiaowan's heart is much more at ease after listening to the master's mess. It's so strange to have a father like Uncle Xuanyuan. Mo Xiao is not as good as a beast. If a father looks like him, I would rather not have a father in this life, and finally meet Uncle Xuanyuan who treats me well..."
Xie Wudi originally wanted to say, if what he said about being a teacher is true?
I don't know how Mo Xiaocheng treats their mother and daughter, making Xiaowan think that everyone with the title of father is a bad person.
She seems to have a deep resentment towards the word father...
(Writing this, another girl is going to jump out and guess wildly. Let me clarify first, this is just Xiaowan's wild imagination. In fact, when Xiaowan's mother married into Weiyuanhou's mansion, the prince was not yet an adult, so this problem did not exist. Don't Guessing randomly, the author Jiang will be very troublesome, and Mo Xiaowan's real father will appear soon.)
This week's recommendation ticket plus 2, let me explain first, the author Jiang has already said that the prince and Feng Zimo are five or six years apart, it is absolutely impossible to have a complicated relationship, she is just the senior sister of the eighth prince.If you make random guesses and write book reviews, the author will delete them, because your irresponsible comments will affect others
(End of this chapter)
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