Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 94 Hate You, Hate You
"Uncle Xuanyuan, bastard, stinky thief, let me go."

Mo Xiaowan was supported on his shoulder, and when his hand landed on the little butt, a strange pain spread along his buttocks.

She was so ashamed that she kicked, punched, and beat Xuanyuan Chen with all the dirty words she could think of.

Uncle Xuanyuan, the Eighth Prince?

Return bastard, stinky thief?
The young masters of the aristocratic family and Zhang Bingqian were dumbfounded together, not caring about the majesty of the Eighth Prince, they raised their heads in horror.

Mo Xiaowan was slapped, Xuanyuanchen ignored her nonsense, but still carried her forward.

In desperation, she had no choice but to turn to the foolish prince Xuanyuan Xing for help: "Brother Xing, save me, save me quickly!"

"Uncle, wait a moment."

Only then did Xuanyuan Xing recover from his shock, he dared to scold his Eighth Emperor Uncle like this, it is estimated that Xiao Wan's younger sister would return to the Eighth Prince's Mansion without a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots.

Even if he is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he still has some fear in the face of the Eighth Emperor Uncle who dares to challenge his father.

He was three points weaker in momentum: "Where is Uncle Huang taking Little Sister Xiaowan?"

"This king reminds the prince that Mo Xiaowan has voluntarily signed the contract of selling himself. He will be born as a member of the Eighth Prince's House and will die as a ghost of the Eighth Prince's House."

Xuanyuan Chen stood still, turned his head, and looked at Xuanyuan Xing with a bad expression: "Where does this king carry Mo Xiaowan, His Royal Highness wants to take care of it?"

"This……"

How did Xiao Wan sign the deed of sale?

It must be the eight emperors who forced it, right?
If there is a contract of sale, then Xiaowan is considered a servant of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, and as the prince, he really doesn't care about this matter.

With his dazed effort, the corner of the Eighth Prince Xuanyuanchen's mouth curled into a sneer, and he disappeared into the bushes with the Mo Xiaowan kicking and shouting.

"Hey, Uncle Wang Ba, how did I ever sign the deed of sale? Let me down quickly, let me down!"

When Xuanyuan Chen strutted out of the Duke's Mansion, Mo Xiaowan became even more anxious, thinking of the snacks that Ayi promised to bring her back to the Eight Princes' Mansion, his heart ached.

Mo Xiaowan wailed: "Uncle Xuanyuan, I swear against you, my dim sum, my dim sum!"

Xuanyuanchen had a cold face, because there were birthday guests chasing after him to watch, he didn't care about what Mo Xiaowan was yelling, and threw her into the carriage.

"Go home!"

As soon as he gave an order, the coachman waved his whip and drove towards the Eight Princes' Mansion.

Mo Xiaowan climbed up the leg that was blocked by him, stretched out his small hand and opened a corner of the curtain, seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from the Duke's mansion, he couldn't help being discouraged for a while, and sat down on the carpet of the carriage.

She muttered, angrily turned her head away, unwilling to speak.

Mo Xiaowan was always busy with dishes, but this little sparrow didn't chatter or swear, and the carriage was eerily quiet.

After a while, Xuanyuanchen couldn't help kicking her: "Sit up."

"No!"

Mo Xiaowan hated him to death, and stared at him with hatred: "Come to the birthday banquet, and go back before you have eaten something delicious, I hate you."

This little thing knows what's the point?

Could it be that she was angry because it was delicious?
The corner of Xuanyuanchen's mouth twitched violently, and he was speechless for a while!

Mo Xiaowan was very aggrieved: "Ayi also said that you were the one who left me without saying goodbye for packing those snacks for me, hmph..."

The corner of Xuanyuanchen's mouth twitched even more.

After holding back for a long time, I couldn't help asking: "What snack?"

What kind of snack is it, so delicious that it took her away from the Duke's mansion and made him hate himself?
Do you know that she got into big trouble?
He didn't want her to be mobbed by a bunch of noisy wives from aristocratic families.

After being chased and beaten by Lin Xiaoxiao, his stomach was empty, and Mo Xiaowan felt a little hungry again.

While swallowing, she counted the treasures: "Golden crisp, plum cake, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, sesame crisp..."

(End of this chapter)