Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 83
The sweet candied fruit made Mo Xiaowan lose his vigilance, and completely forgot that there was a big leopard sitting beside him.

She said "Ayi" on the left and "Ayi" on the right. A certain leopard's face was so dark that it wanted to jump over and bite her to death.

"Little thing, listen, this king brought you to the Duke's Mansion to ask you to ask Murong Yi to please Chu."

"I know you're not that kind."

Mo Xiaowan pursed his lips, his mind was all on those exquisite and delicious candied fruit, and he didn't realize that the leopard beside him was going crazy.

"Ah, explain what?"

Xuanyuanchen gritted his teeth: "Make it clear, you are a wild cat for this king to relieve boredom, and you will not marry the Duke's mansion."

On the day of Weiyuan Hou's old lady's birthday banquet, the eldest princess said that three days later, she would go to the Hou's mansion for an appointment to marry Mo Xiaowan as the son's side concubine.

But three days later, the eldest princess sent someone to carry the generous dowry to the Marquis of Weiyuan, but the Marquis couldn't hand it over, saying that Mo Xiaowan was brought back to the Eight Princes' Mansion earlier by Xuanyuanchen.

Perhaps because of Murong Yi's insistence, the eldest princess really brought this matter to the palace in a rage.

On the side of the emperor, one is his aunt, and the other is the emperor's younger brother whom he relies heavily on. They are not easy to vent their anger on the left and right, so they vent their anger on the Marquis of Weiyuan.

Hou Yuanhou was called into the palace by the emperor, so he didn't scold him, and even the mother Mo Guifei who brought Xuanyuan Xing was also implicated. Not only was he reprimanded, the emperor did not come to Ranyun Garden for several days.

After the emperor angered the Marquis of Weiyuan, the eldest princess and Xuanyuanchen couldn't bother with this matter anymore.

Had to reach a silent tacit agreement.

Who will win, each according to his means?
The Eighth King Xuanyuanchen is a black-bellied person, and it is only because of Murong Yi that the eldest princess insists on Namo Xiaowan as the son's side concubine.

According to Feng Yi's investigation in the Mo Mansion, Murong Yi had been hiding in the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion for two years, and he was obedient to Mo Xiaowan.

If it was Mo Xiaowan who told Murong Yi that he voluntarily stayed in the Eight Princes' Mansion and was unwilling to marry into the Duke's Mansion, then Murong Yi would definitely accommodate her and not pester the eldest princess to go to the palace to make trouble.

Mo Xiaowan was shocked when he heard Uncle Xuanyuan's words clearly.

"Who is going to marry the Duke?"

She's only 12 years old!
Strictly speaking, although there is a fairly mature soul living in her Mo Xiaowan's body, in fact, this small body can be regarded as a child at best.

On the day of the old hag's birthday, Ayi wanted to help her get out of trouble, to help her escape from Weiyuanhou's mansion smoothly.

Now he has left the tiger's den and entered the leopard's den in the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

Why bother to delay Ayi's life?

Seeing her overreaction, Xuanyuan Chen licked his lips in satisfaction: "It's best if you understand."

"What don't you understand?"

Mo Xiaowan felt that Uncle Xuanyuan was acting weird today.

Also, why didn't Concubine Feng be in the same carriage as them?

This luxury car is very spacious, it can seat ten or eight people without any problem!

Her heart of gossip was blazing, and she poked Ba Wang's thigh with the finger that had squeezed the candied fruit.

"Hey, why doesn't side concubine Feng take the same carriage with us?"

Mo Xiaowan spoke convincingly: "How much money does the Eighth Prince's Mansion have? You don't spend money like this, you're self-willed!"

Seeing Mo Xiaowan jumping up and down beside him, poking back and forth, and dishing dishes endlessly, Xuanyuanchen felt his head was about to explode.

Last time she was lying in the carriage like a dead dog.

It's only been a few days since she entered the Eighth Prince's Mansion, who gave her the guts?
Mo Xiaowan was probably tired of talking, so he picked up his teacup and poured down a cup of tea without hesitation.

Xuanyuanchen's face was covered with clouds, and he uttered a word coldly.

"dirty!"

(End of this chapter)