Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 39
Just as Qing Cang wanted to explain that he was not Qing Dai, the little aunt Mo Xiaowan finally pushed him away, and then patted him on the shoulder strangely.

"No need to explain, I understand, I understand in seconds!"

She winked at Qing Cang with a strange smile: "Hey, Feng Yi also said that the evil uncle is not close to women. So he likes to play with women and disguise himself as men?"

"Hey, there is a young girl from the Qing family, she is such a beautiful flower."

Mo Xiaowan circled around him and lowered his voice: "You are so beautiful, you have to be careful, stay away from that perverted uncle, and be careful not to be eaten up."

Qingcang felt that there was a faint murderous aura coming from the upper layer of the pavilion, making people breathless.

what did she say?
uncle color?
Uncle Evil?

How can you call Master Uncle with such a fresh prefix?

Qingcang's head was about to explode, and based on his understanding of the master, the new bookboy next to him might lose his life.

What's even more tragic is that he did nothing but study for his master in the gazebo.

Who provoked whom?
It seems that today is destined to be implicated by this reckless book boy.

He guessed right, Xuanyuanchen wanted to strangle Mo Xiaowan to death.

When not in court, every morning, Xuanyuanchen likes to sit in this gazebo by the Fenglin River, let the breeze from the window gently brush his cheeks, or pick bamboos, or green grass, and let them stand on the steps of the gazebo Read the book.

He enjoyed it very much, the feeling of the sound of reading aloud in the breeze, listening to it has a kind of cowardly beauty, there is no betrayal, no blood, and there is only a sense of tranquility.

At this time, he felt that he was so clean, just like when he was young...

He was leaning against the window of the gazebo in Taishi Mansion, blowing the morning breeze, she stood under the pavilion and recited a poem, her voice was so clean and clear, as beautiful and refreshing as her person.

Mo Xiaowan's sudden appearance and strange cry made Xuanyuanchen's phantom floating in his heart instantly disappear, Xuanyuanchen wanted to strangle Mo Xiaowan to death just because of this.

Ever since Quan came to court, even the emperor's elder brother has looked at him three-pointedly, and no one has ever dared to say a disobedient word in front of him.

That bastard in Weiyuan Hou Mansion was enough to make her die a thousand or ten thousand times.

That uncle is even more unforgivable.

Now that we are making progress, the uncle added two such unique prefixes in front of it.

uncle color?
Uncle Evil?

He stood up, pinching the palms of his hands, his fingertips were a little white, from where he was standing, he could just see Mo Xiaowan through the wooden boards of the stairs.

She stood on the steps next to Qing Cang, looking carefree, especially when she said that "Uncle Seductive", her eyes were full of innocent and romantic smiles.

With just a slight movement of a finger, the maple leaves falling with the wind can turn into blades under the wind of his palm, breaking Mo Xiaowan's weak neck blindly.

Do not know why?

His eyes fell on her smiling face, and his ready-to-go palm was pulled away at once.

The killing intent on his body turned into nothingness in an instant, he stepped on the stairs with one foot, and then walked down step by step.

"Your Highness, forgive me!"

Qing Cang heard the footsteps behind her, her face turned pale, and she knelt down with a plop.

Seeing Qing Cang's huge formation, Mo Xiaowan suddenly realized that there was another person above the gazebo, turned around and saw the eighth prince standing behind him with a gloomy face, and opened his mouth wide in shock.

She hated the big maple tree at the door to death.

What are you doing next to the gazebo?

Not to mention blocking the scenery, it also blocks the shadow of someone leaning against the window...

Amitabha!
Bless Wang Baye who is hard of hearing, can't hear, can't hear.

　Xuanyuan Chen: Mo Xiaowan, I think you are itchy?
　　Mo Xiaowan: Uncle Xuanyuan, I am so itchy, I am eagerly looking forward to the ticket, collection or something, please favor me
　　
　
(End of this chapter)