Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 851 Eight Kings Dote On Me
"Girl, wait for the king to come back."

Xuanyuanchen kissed her forehead lightly, and pressed Mo Xiaowan on the bed, preventing her from getting up.

Mo Xiaowan refused to obey, and coquettishly grabbed his neck and got up.

"I'm going to change your clothes for you."

After getting up, she put on a fox fur coat to keep out the cold, first put on a sweater for him, and then put on a coat for him with her flushed face.

After fastening her belt, she reluctantly touched the opal lightly.

"Husband, remember to miss me."

"Um"

Xuanyuanchen hummed lightly.

There was a soft light in Mo Xiaowan's eyes, as if he had poured all his thoughts into that opal.

It gave him the illusion that the stone had absorbed her soul, and he had already tied the little girl to his belt.

Afraid that if he said provocative words, it would add to his sorrow, he hugged her and stuffed her back into the brocade quilt, and left the bedroom without looking back.

Uncle Lu had already arranged for the carriage to enter Yafengyuan. Mo Xiaowan jumped up from the bed and lay down in the crack of the door. Watching Xuanyuanchen climb up in front of the carriage, he took a deep look at the bedroom with nostalgia.

He boarded the carriage, and the carriage disappeared into the depths of the maple forest, drifting away.

There was a hint of complacency in her eyes, telling you not to take this chick, I miss you to death.

When she turned her head, there was a person behind her silently, which shocked her greatly.

"Devil, you can't make any noise when you walk, you scared the baby to death."

"Make some noise, the Eighth Prince has already noticed."

Although Ling'er could go through fire and water for Mo Qianlang, but after being frozen for most of the night, she still felt a little wronged: "Brother Mo Xiao was afraid that he might miss your business, so he let me sneak into Yafeng Garden in the middle of the night."

"Okay, okay, you've worked hard, I'll ask Xiao Lang to make it up to you later."

Mo Xiaowan has an evil face, Linger little elk, cough, turn around and let Xiao Lang warm up your body.

"It's getting late. Taking advantage of this meeting, the guards of Ya Feng Yuan will focus their attention on the carriage that the prince is leaving the mansion. Speed ​​up."

Ling'er threw the cloth bag she was carrying on the bed, took out the maid's shirt, and hurriedly put it on her.

After she was fully dressed, regardless of her disheveled hair, she pushed open the window and was about to jump out of the window holding Mo Xiaowan.

"Slow down."

Mo Xiaowan stuffed a pillow into the brocade quilt, pretending that she was sleeping soundly, and then put down the gauze curtain.

Then he followed Ling'er out of the window and slipped to the rockery guarding the emptiness.

On a winter morning, before the sky was bright, Ling'er pulled Mo Xiaowan, avoiding the sight of the palace's dark guards, and sneaked out of the Eight Princes' Mansion smoothly.

Mo Qianlang drove the carriage and met him in the alley.

"Why so slow?"

"The Eighth Prince just left, and I let Sister Wan'er out."

Chu Wanling pulled Mo Xiaowan into the carriage, and said worriedly, "I hope that before the Eight Kings leave the city, Yafengyuan won't find out that their little concubine is missing."

"Don't worry a hundred times."

Ling'er and Mo Qianlang were extremely nervous, but Mo Xiaowan was dangling in the carriage, quite comfortable.

"The Eight Kings dote on me. They always dare to enter the bedroom when I sleep until I wake up naturally."

"Smelly girl, you are married, can you show some face?"

Mo Qianlang could hear the indescribable pride in her tone, and was chilled by Mo Xiaowan's show of affection early in the morning.

"It's too cold today, my young master has goosebumps all over his body."

Ling'er was very distressed: "Ah, brother Lang must have been frozen!"

(End of this chapter)