Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 735

As soon as the carriage set off, Madam Duan, who was hidden in the dark, jumped up to the roof, followed all the way to the street, and then jumped, picked a remote road, and walked towards the palace.

Nanny Duan sneaked into the Changchun Palace all the way. The queen mother has been very angry recently, so she announced to the public that she had suffered another illness, so as to save the concubines from the morning and night.

So he got up late, Leng Luo was hairpinning the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother saw the black shadow sneaking into the room through the bronze mirror, and sent Leng Luo away.

"Go to the imperial dining room to see if the lotus seed porridge is ready."

"Yes, Queen Mother!"

As soon as Leng Luo went out, the Queen Mother asked in a deep voice to the black shadow in the corner: "How is the Eighth Prince's Mansion?"

"Empress Dowager, after hearing Feng Yuyan's words, that little bastard is really stuck in his heart!"

Madam Duan reported: "I guess I had a falling out with the Eighth Prince, and rushed out of the mansion in a rage early in the morning. I didn't bring the guards of the Eighth Prince's Mansion with me, and let Mo Qianlang take him out of the mansion."

"Oh!"

A look of surprise flashed across the Queen Mother's eyes, and she tremblingly said: "This is a good opportunity."

"The empress dowager forgives the sin. The servants followed me on the street. They were too conspicuous and afraid of being discovered, so I came back to report first."

"It's okay!"

The Empress Dowager smiled meaningfully: "There is an imperial city under the emperor's feet. It is not easy to find someone in the capital. I will leave this matter to Yu'er in secret."

"Yes!"

Nanny Duan murmured, "That's over there at the Eighth Prince's Mansion."

"She knows too many secrets, so she can't be kept."

The smile on the Empress Dowager's face suddenly became vicious: "Isn't the Eighth Prince's Mansion trying to get married? A waste must be worth as much as a waste, and make the best use of everything. She is the concubine bestowed by the imperial concubine. For her death, put the blame on the Eighth Prince."

"Yes!"

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Gu Moxiao had to deal with the affairs of the Tianwu Chamber of Commerce and Tianjiange, and when he heard the news that Mo Xiaowan was living back in the villa, he hurried back to the villa just as the sun was setting in the distant mountains.

"Ling'er, what are you doing with the food basket?"

Just about to go to Mo Qianxie's yard to see her, Ling'er carried a food basket and turned out of the verandah in the back kitchen.

"Brother Mo Xiao is back!"

Ling'er smiled sweetly, and said in a natural tone: "Sister Wan'er has a cold, and I am like this, so naturally I went to deliver food to her."

Ling'er put the food basket on the jade table, and opened it layer by layer to show him.

"Brother Mo Xiao, look, these sauced beef, sauced pork knuckles, braised fish... are all Wan'er's favorite food, and I specially asked the kitchen to prepare them and send them to you."

Gu Moxiao was a little speechless. People who have been caught by the wind and cold are weak all over. They should use some green porridge and side dishes.

This big fish and big meat, really caught the wind and cold?
Gu Moxiao thought about going to see what happened to Mo Xiaowan first, and if it was really cold, he would ask someone to prepare some porridge and side dishes.

He snatched Ling'er's food basket: "I'll run this trip for you."

"Okay, brother Mo Xiao is here."

Ling'er readily handed the basket to him: "I'll go to the dining room to accompany Brother Lang."

After Mo Xiaowan arrived at the villa, he stayed in Mo Qianxie's room and kept the door closed.

Because all the way from the Eighth Prince's Mansion to the villa, Mo Qianlang saw that she was dressed strangely, and asked, "Stinky girl, what's wrong with your neck?"

"cold!"

Mo Xiaowan rolled his eyes guiltily: "I've been caught in the wind and cold for the past two days, and my body is cold, so I need to cover it up."

Fortunately, although Mo Qianlang is fine, he likes to sit on the roof to make fun of Linger, but he just shakes his little hands, kisses his little cheeks, and at most bites his ears or something.

So he was still a pure person, and he didn't think deeply at all.

Seeing that she was silent all the way, I thought she really caught the cold.

(End of this chapter)