Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 433 She Is The Most Noble Existence

"Well, stupid girl, it's up to you to beat or scold me."

Mo Qianlang dodged her gaze, hating himself for not holding back and hiding what was on his mind, so he had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Before grandma's birthday, I used a trick to stop the Eighth Prince's carriage..."

"Okay, Mo Qianlang."

This brat, how can he be so young?
how come?
Mo Xiaowan couldn't understand that Xuanyuanchen, anyone who came within three feet of him would be sent flying by his palm.

Who would have thought that Mo Qianlang would have the guts to stop his carriage?

The mist that had been covering his eyes suddenly dissipated.

Regarding what Mo Qianlang had done, Mo Xiaowan was speechless and scared, and also completely moved.

She is ashamed to be a sister and cannot protect him.

On the contrary, at his young age, not only is he able to get along like a fish in water in the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, but he is also able to plan for her behind the scenes.

Thousands of words were stuck in his throat, and the hoarse voice finally broke through the obstacles.

"Brat, well done!"

Mo Xiaowan had tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and gave him a look.

With a cry of "Wow!", she couldn't bear it anymore, hugged him and cried for a while, and patted his back lightly with her hand.

"Stinky boy, dare to plot against the old lady? I can't beat you to death..."

In the woods far away, Mo Qianxie handed Xie Wuya a handkerchief.

"Uncle, your eyes are watering, wipe them off!"

Xie Wuya took the veil, turned his back, stood silently for a few breaths, and then turned around.

"This deity owes Zi Mo too much, and I'm even more sorry for Wan'er..."

"If it wasn't for my father's retreat and urgently calling my uncle back to Xueshanwu, there would be no such joys and sorrows."

Mo Qianxie looked at the brothers and sisters hugging their heads in front of the grave in the distance: "It is Xueshanwu who owes my sister and her mother too much. From now on, she will be the most honorable princess of our Xueshanwu, uncle, and the man of our Xueshanwu Let's pamper her together."

"Ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I never forget it... Does Mo'er sound familiar?"

Xie Wuya's eyes were covered with mist, and he looked thoughtfully at the two siblings who were hugging in front of the grave.

Mo Qianxie was shocked by Xie Wuya's reminder.

""Secret History of Snow Mountain"? Uncle, could it be that my sister was reincarnated with memories? It is the legendary Phoenix bloodline, the most noble existence in our Snow Flower Village..."

"The aura of Tianjian Pavilion, it seems that this forest is really lively today."

Xie Wuya nodded slightly, then raised his eyebrows suddenly: "Mo'er, did you bring it?"

"Uncle, no!"

Mo Qianxie smiled meaningfully: "Someone offered 15 taels of silver to buy my sister's head, so Mo'er played cat and mouse with them."

"Northwest corner of the forest?"

Xie Wuya rolled his eyes at him: "With your temperament, you can play with Wan'er, okay, I'm rushing back to Xuehuawu, so I won't join in the fun."

"Protect your sister!"

The white shadow flitted past and disappeared into the woods, leaving Mo Wuxie alone who was watching the play, and jumped onto the big tree in a flash.

He held a leaf in the corner of his mouth, looked very leisurely, looked at the two shadows hiding behind the tree in the northwest corner, and listened intently, even hearing their murmurs without missing a word.

Ouyang Xue asked Mo Jinluo: "Where are the people from Tianjiange? Mo Xiaowan is almost done worshiping, and there is no ghost. Don't tell this princess, the money is wasted?"

"Sister Xue, how come?"

Mo Jinluo didn't know what to do in his heart, but he had come to this point, so he simply put his heart on the line and was very determined.

"Although the Tianjiange raises assassins, if they can afford the money, there is no one who cannot succeed."

(End of this chapter)