Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 363 With You, I'm No Longer Alone
The brocade quilt with a light mint fragrance was used as a hood, and the Mo Xiaowan was wrapped into a meat dumpling.

Xuanyuanchen's slightly sullen reprimand sounded beside his ears.

"It's such a cold day, why don't you run around without proper clothes?"

In such a winter morning, it was so warm under the quilt, Mo Xiaowan felt that he was pressed against a hot stove, and his face was a little hot.

She buried her head in the brocade quilt, shouting out what was in her heart.

"Uncle Xuanyuan, Happy New Year!"

So reckless, not wearing a good shirt, just wrapping yourself up and running in, just to say a happy new year?
Xuanyuanchen was taken aback for a moment.

After thinking about it for a while, since his concubine passed away, it seems that no one has said a simple happy new year to him in so many years.

Because there is one more little thing by my side, such a simple sentence turns out to be able to warm people's hearts.

"Happy New Year!"

His voice was a little hoarse, and he reached out to caress her hair scattered outside the brocade quilt, and said in a doting tone, "Little Wan, it's Chinese New Year, and you're going to be another year older!"

do not know why?
After saying Happy New Year to each other, the temperature in the brocade quilt seemed to be rising rapidly.

Ascending to Mo Xiaowan, I felt hot all over, and the blood flowed backwards against my petite and soft body, and sweat was seeping on my forehead.

The Eight Princes' Mansion is really a place to raise people. After a winter, the thin wild cats are raised white and tender.

Normally she couldn't see anything in her clothes, but when she was so close, his hands accidentally touched the soft little bun when he was wrapping up the quilt for her.

Although it is really not big, the touch is so clear.

The little thing covered by the brocade quilt had a flushed face, and there was a desire to bite it down.

However, thinking that she was not yet old enough, the half-stretched hand finally forcibly retracted.

"It's getting late, I'm going to take a bath and change clothes!"

As he spoke, a figure in a nightgown flashed out of the gauze tent and entered a bathing ear room in the side room.

"It's such a cold day, why take a bath early in the morning?"

Mo Xiaowan was puzzled by Uncle Xuanyuan's movement of running faster than a rabbit, and she threw off the quilt.

"It's so hot! Why is this quilt so thick?"

Because of practicing lightness kung fu during this period, Mo Xiaowan also imitated Xuanyuanchen's movements and flew back to his bedroom to wash and change clothes.

This can be regarded as the happiest New Year Mo Xiaowan has ever had.

Because it was Chinese New Year, Xuanyuanchen promised Mo Xiaowan that during dinner, they would go to the dining room of the back kitchen to have a reunion dinner together.

Although the scene was somewhat formal, everyone got together anyway, and the joyful atmosphere remained undiminished.

After dinner, Uncle Lu distributed everyone's private bags.

Only there is no ink bowl.

Uncle Lu also teased her: "Little Wan, you are Miss Eighth Prince, and you want to give Uncle Lu and Gu Yun a red seal."

"Yes, that's right!"

Qing Dai laughed at the side and also helped Uncle Lu.

Mo Xiaowan looked at Xuanyuanchen resentfully.

Why do I, a lady of the palace, have no money to spend?

Xuanyuanchen stretched out his big palm to rub her head, and smiled dotingly: "We will watch the new year with this king, and I will give you a big red envelope."

For the big red envelope, Mo Xiaowan frantically poured down a pot of tea.

However, because he got up too early, he was sleepy, so he just fell on Xuanyuan Chen beside the stove and fell asleep.

Looking at the sleeping little guy, Xuanyuanchen smiled happily.

With her, it seems that he doesn't look so lonely, someone is watching the new year with him!

(End of this chapter)