Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 150 She is the only one who can cheat on her eldest son
Mu Xici originally climbed to the roof full of resentment and anger.

She sleeps lightly and has trouble falling asleep. Even after being reborn in this world, because of those past events, it is difficult for her to get a peaceful sleep.

Today, it was so easy to catch up with her that she was in a good mood before going to bed, and she didn't think too much about it. It was a good time to dream of meeting Duke Zhou, so she went to bed early, but she didn't expect that not long after she fell asleep, she would be killed by that old man Mo Junli. Suddenly interrupted.

How can this work?

The teachers and students of Mu Daguo, who didn't get enough sleep, were suffocated, and even the bronze blade sealed with the cinnabar rune was invited out by her. When she turned over the window, she made up her mind to give that Take a look at the old guy and teach him a lesson.

So she forcibly closed Shang's dazed eyes, released the murderous aura that had been suppressed by her for a long time, honed in the battlefield for 11 years in her previous life, grabbed the knife, and jumped onto the roof.

She gathered her strength to ensure that she could stab the knife the moment she saw Mo Junli, but she knew that Xin Jin, like a bronze blade, soaked in the tomb for an unknown number of years would do great harm to the human body. Then he never stored up too much energy.

She was angry in her heart, but her mind was still clear. She just wanted to let Mo Junli have a long memory, and she didn't want to really hurt her own people.

As a result, her strength was neither light nor heavy, and her speed of raising her hand was not too fast or slow. She thought she could swing the knife steadily, but unexpectedly, Mo Junli's reaction was one step faster than her.

As soon as she was about to make a move, someone smacked a piece of sweet and slag-free, still warm snack into her mouth.

Mu Xici was stunned for a moment, and this moment made her let out a hostility that dissipated in an instant, and the tip of her tongue tasted the sweetness of a line of pastry.

As soon as the anger in her eyes dissipated, the confusion and daze hidden in the bottom of the little girl's eyes emerged. She chewed subconsciously, and the taste of the snack immediately filled her entire mouth.

It seems to be some kind of improved lotus flower cake. Although it is not deliberately made into the shape of a lotus flower, it smells like a lotus flower from the inside out.

Mixed with dried lotus leaf powder and a little bit of crushed petals, the outer skin is crispy but not greasy, and the inner filling is white lotus seed paste mixed with pistils. The whole dim sum is refreshing and sweet, even if it is not served with tea, it does not appear dry and choking people.

Still delicious.

Mu Xici blinked, put away the knife and sat down quietly, her eyes lit up and she tilted her head: "Why did you bring some snacks when you went out?"

"Gu——" Mo Jun swallowed his saliva, looking at the little girl's obedient and cute appearance, he felt trembling. He could see clearly that the dagger in her hand was painted with dense cinnabar runes. When I saw it, I felt extremely cruel.

Where did this little girl get the murder weapon from?
Mo Jun's liver trembled, and the corners of his lips forcibly curled up: "Isn't this a temporary idea, for fear that you will kill me if you get angry, so prepare something in advance... something to flatter you."

To be honest, even he was taken aback by Mu Xici's hostility before.

The young man quietly reached out and stroked his chest. Although he had also been on the battlefield in his previous life, he had led soldiers and fought in battles, but he was not like Mu Xici, who was tortured by the wind and snow at the border for 11 years.

There is also a murderous intent hidden in his heart, and a hostility is buried in his bones, but after all, it is mainly violence and grief, which is not comparable to the pure but sympathetic evil spirit of the little national teacher who has waded through blood and climbed over mountains of corpses and seas of bones.

"Oh." Mu Xici nodded, the dim sum was indeed delicious, "Just brought one?"

"How dare you, of course I brought a bag." The boy gritted his teeth, and hastily handed the snacks in his hand to the little girl.

Mu Xici held the small oil paper bag and ate snacks one bite at a time, his cheeks were swollen by the pastries, and his eyes were astonishingly bright.

The cooks in Mo Junli's mansion are indeed better than those in the palace.

"Is it easy to eat?" Mo Junli bent his legs and supported his chin, "The temperature is just right?"

"It's okay." The little girl was vague, "It's just that the puff pastry seems a little soft."

"Well, it might be stuffed in oiled paper. I was afraid that the dim sum would not taste good if it was cold, so I used my internal energy to bake it all the way," the young man said casually, "Maybe the moisture in the dim sum stuffing was baked out and attached to the on the meringue."

Master Mu paused for a while while gnawing his snacks, looked up at the young man beside him, and then slowly withdrew his gaze: "That's really hard work for you."

She has also practiced the exercises of the inner family. Although it is not as good as her second brother and Mo Junli, who have been immersed in it since childhood, she also knows that she must use her internal energy to maintain the temperature of the snacks. How difficult and troublesome.

In particular, Mo Junli didn't choose a food box, but wrapped the snacks in oiled paper... Presumably, he also had important serious things to do before he arrived at Fulanxuan.

Calculated in this way, it took even longer, but this snack is still at the most suitable temperature for the entrance, and the puff pastry on the surface is only a little softer.

The dim sum must have been packed right out of the pan, stuffed into the clothes and then baked carefully with internal force.

Mu Xici's black pupils flickered slightly, in fact, it's okay for her to be cold.

She's not that hypocritical, it's just snacks, even if the hot ones are better.

The little girl's throat twitched, but after all she couldn't get the words out—she still remembered Mo Junli's hatred for disturbing her dream, so she didn't want to say anything good for a while.

"It's okay." Mo Junli raised his eyebrows indifferently, "When you come to the Prince's Mansion next time, I'll ask the chef to make fresh ones for you."

"We'll talk about it when the time comes." Mu Xici lowered her eyes, and once again seriously dealt with the cakes in the oiled paper bag. Mo Junli didn't bring much, which was just enough for her to finish eating without letting her last.

"Speaking of which, why did you come here on a whim today?" The little girl who swallowed all the lotus cakes breathed a sigh of relief, shaking her calf idly.

When Mo Junli heard the words, he was full of grievances. He hugged his legs, put his chin on his knees, and pretended to be red when he said red: "I feel uncomfortable, and I want to talk to someone."

"Uncomfortable." Mu Xici sneered, "Why are you uncomfortable?"

The boy's eyes became more and more red: "He Ling is here."

"So?" Mu Xici frowned slightly.

"Then, he said that it is not the business of Guanfeng Pavilion to help you act, and he used this as an excuse..." The boy said as he remembered his tragic death, and a little water vapor really covered his eyes.

He beat his chest and stamped his feet in grief: "Knocked me away three thousand two hundred taels."

"Three thousand and two hundred taels!" Master Mu's eyes widened, "Why didn't he grab it!"

"He's robbing in the open!!" Mo Junli pouted bitterly and complained, "And it's unreasonable, he won't lower the price at all."

"You really do." Mu Xici couldn't help but feel disgusted, "It costs money to find my family members to do something, Your Highness Seventh, you are really the only one in this world."

"Can you not give it? He holds the financial | financial | power in the pavilion, and even the share that I can transfer every month is under his control." The young man hid his face, although he didn't want to admit it, but the iron cock was indeed all The food and clothing parents of the court.

The kind that manages money, distributes money, and deducts money.

"...It's too miserable." Mu Xici was amazed, and after a while he raised his hand and patted the young man's shoulder, "But it's not a big problem, you should ask him out these two days to discuss the specific matters of 'acting'."

"I'll help you find a way to get this money back."

After hearing this, Mo Junli suddenly raised his head: "Really?"

Mu Xici nodded: "Of course."

Her good ally (big) friend (son), of course only she can cheat.

If others want to cheat...then wait for the bleeding!

Master Mu smiled.

　Ah Ci: This is my big boy
　　Mo Junli: This is my little girl
　　Then the father's love and mother's love both deteriorate
　　
　
(End of this chapter)