Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 51 There Is A Little Turtle

Why did my master punish Qing Cang and Uncle Lu for Mo Xiaowan writing a few words?

Feng Yi glanced at it curiously, and silently complained in his heart, Lord, is there any point?
The point is that Mo Xiaowan called you evil uncle, called you Wang Baye, if you don't punish Mo Xiaowan, what does it mean to punish Qing Cang and Uncle Lu?
"Hmph, little thing, do you still want to escape from the palm of this king?"

Feng Yi silently picked up the paper, and was about to go back to the side room by the stream and put it back where it was. Just as he reached the door, Xuanyuanchen called him: "Continue to guard Mo Xiaowan, and..."

He paused for a moment, with a somewhat uncomfortable expression on his face: "The stupid girl will come to the study for a few days to work as an errand, and ask Qing Dai to send some good cream to wipe her wounds early in the morning."

The cream is very precious, and it is a good medicine from the imperial court. It can not only heal the wound quickly, but also make the woman's skin as soft as snow.

Even the side concubine Feng, who was in charge of the affairs of the palace, had never enjoyed such treatment.

By the way, are you explaining to your subordinates?
Feng Yi was confused, the master said he would catch a pet and come back to make trouble.

But ever since the little pet Mo Xiaowan came into existence, everyone in Yafengyuan has suffered. I was warned by the prince not to mention it, and the majestic eight princes secretly guarded a little girl. Hired!

The master's mind was really weird and unpredictable, Feng Yi thought that as long as it was about Mo Xiaowan, he should be more cautious, so as not to be punished innocently.

Early the next morning, while Mo Xiaowan was still having a date with Zhou, the wooden door outside the small house was knocked loudly.

"Xiaowan, the prince asked you to serve in the study."

Xiuzhu's voice was heard outside the door, Mo Xiaowan heard the knock on the door for a long time, had to struggle to get up, half-closed his eyes in a daze and opened the door.

"Xiu Zhu, you are so loud!"

"My aunt, the prince sent you to serve in the study."

Xiuzhu put the breakfast on the table in a familiar manner, and before leaving, he said earnestly: "Xiaowan, hurry up, the prince will be punished if you are late."

"Alright alright!"

Mo Xiaowan sat on the chair for a long time, and only woke up and fell asleep when he smelled the smell of meat in the breakfast.

She looked down, and besides a bowl of millet porridge and a boiled egg, there was indeed a plate of sauced beef on the table.

This plate of sauced beef gave Mo Xiaowan a lot of motivation. After washing up in a hurry, the wind was blowing away and the clouds were dry. Then he licked the corners of his mouth to pack himself, and walked slowly towards Xuanyuanchen's study.

"Mo Xiaowan, I see that you are getting more and more presumptuous!"

Needless to say, as soon as she entered the door Xuanyuan Chen had a gloomy face: "Go, copy books aside."

"The Art of War"?
Mo Xiaowan was dumbfounded, and asked in a negotiating tone, "How about copying the Book of Songs?"

"Girls are not allowed to watch those love affairs."

Xuanyuanchen's face was gloomy: "I don't want to copy, let me go and kneel."

"Okay, okay, just copy it."

Early in the morning, Mo Xiaowan was inexplicably punished. Every time Mo Xiaowan wrote a word, he scolded Baye Wang, treating the page he wrote as the imaginary enemy Xuanyuan Chen, imagining the scene of drawing a turtle on his face.

After writing all morning, when it was time to pass on lunch, Xuanyuanchen thought it would be a good idea to punish her for copying. Not only would it allow her to practice her calligraphy, but it would also make her feel much quieter.

She didn't mess around like yesterday, and he was able to review the papers with ease.

Strolling up, he took a look at the page she had written on, and the crooked handwriting was finally neater, but from time to time a little turtle jumped out and crawled in the middle, what's the matter?

Xuanyuanchen felt his scalp go numb for a while, and there was a puff of air in his chest that was about to explode.

"Go to the back kitchen to get food!"

(End of this chapter)