Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 785 Finally let go

After finishing these, it's already midnight.

I don't know what time it is?
After a whole night of tossing, it is almost dawn when I think about it.

Alas, it's such an ecstatic wedding night, I don't know what's going on in the Eight Princes' Mansion?

Hearing the sound of uniform footsteps and horseshoes outside the inn, Mo Xiaowan opened the window a crack and looked out secretly.

It's so lively tonight!
Why is this Xuanyuan capital city as lively as the Eight Princes' Mansion? In the middle of the night, people from Jing Zhaoyin patrolled the streets holding torches.

"Ah, it's stolen, it's stolen!"

In the Tianzihao private room next door, a woman's scream sounded.

Mo Xiaowan suddenly felt guilty and closed the window tightly.

But out of curiosity and wanting to hear the movements next door, he opened the window slightly again and listened carefully.

The screaming of the woman seemed to have attracted the companions and the shopkeeper, and then the innkeeper found that only a bag of clothes was missing, and promised double compensation to calm the turmoil.

Before leaving the house, the shopkeeper also instructed: "A lot of spies have entered the capital, which alarmed the eighth prince who is married. The entire capital is arresting spies. It's not peaceful tonight. Your honored guests, please lock the doors and windows!"

To catch a spy?

Could it be that Nangong Liufeng and Qin Xuanyan absconded?

My uncle wouldn't think that she was really captured by Nangong Liufeng, and that's why the city gate was sealed, right?
Mo Xiaowan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, wishing he could fly back to the Eighth Prince's Mansion with his wings.

Finally, amidst her anxiety, there was a sound at the door.

She flew over and opened the door. Gu Moxiao's face was ashen, and she stood at the door with a bowl of bitter medicinal juice.

Mo Xiaowan blinked several times before he recognized that he was Gu Moxiao.

But to a person who is elegant and dusty, Mo Xiaowan is still not sure, so he carefully asks for confirmation.

She blinked and blinked, meaning to ask, is it brother Mo Xiao?

"It's a cold day, there's no one on duty in the back kitchen, so I have to light the fire myself..."

Gu Moxiao finished explaining embarrassingly, and went into the room with the medicine, afraid that she would be hot and blow the cold, so she asked her to drink the medicine.

"Wan'er, drink this bowl of medicine quickly, the effect will be seen immediately, and your throat will be healed soon."

Ok!

To be honest, Mo Xiaowan felt warm in his heart after listening to his explanation and seeing how gentle he was blowing the medicine.

She is most afraid of bitter taste.

But because of the warmth in his heart, no matter how bitter the medicine was, he still gulped it down with his head raised.

"About one stick of incense, your voice will be healed."

Gu Moxiao pushed open the window and saw that the sky had already lightened slightly. There was a trace of nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes. When he turned his head, his eyes became clear again. The nostalgia was not revealed in front of Mo Xiaowan after all. Come out and hide it abruptly.

"Wan'er, it's getting late, the Eighth King is looking for you in a frenzy, brother Mo Xiao will take you back home."

This inn is not far from the Eight Princes Mansion.

Gu Moxiao covered Mo Xiaowan with his robe, hugged him and flew over the roof tiles, and quickly sneaked into Yafeng Garden from a remote courtyard wall.

Presumably, because of the capture of Nangong Liufeng and Qin Xuanyan, the Eight Princes' Palace's hidden guards were mobilized, and Yafengyuan's defense was empty.

Mo Xiaowan followed the maple forest path and ran to the side of the Fengxi Pavilion without seeing a single person.

It was already dawn, and it was not appropriate to stay in the Eight Princes' Mansion for a long time. Gu Moxiao took a deep look at the shadow running by the Xifeng Pavilion, and walked out of the courtyard wall reluctantly.

On the eaves far away from the Eight Princes' Mansion, Ouyang Xu was standing against the wind in the mist of the morning light. When he saw Gu Moxiao appearing, he slowly put away the flute in his hand.

(End of this chapter)