Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1103
Xuanyuan Shang said such unclear words, and it was also because of his action of supporting her waist just now that Ouyang Xue was so angry that her chest heaved.

She was completely insane, and after yelling wildly, she rushed towards Mo Xiaowan desperately.

I am pregnant!
Ouyang Xue is also pregnant.

If it really hurts anyone, it's justified and I can't tell.

Mo Xiaowan was unintentionally entangled with a lunatic, and with a dexterous dodge, avoided Ouyang Xue's attack.

"Xuanyuan Shang, tie up your mad dog!"

A hint of cruelty flashed across her eyes, she gave Xuanyuan Shang a mocking look, and was about to step through the door and go back to the front yard.

At this time, there was a clear sound of praising Buddha behind him.

"Amitabha, please stay behind!"

The voice was very clear, and it sounded like the sound of nature coming from the nine heavens. When Mo Xiaowan turned his head, it turned out that it was Master Jingkong who called him.

Although she just came for a walk in the backyard, the affair between Xuanyuan Shang and Nangong Ling had nothing to do with her.

But in the end it was she who didn't hold her breath, angered Xuanyuanshang deliberately misunderstood Ouyang Xue, yelled loudly in the Buddhist hall in the backyard, and alarmed the mage who was meditating.

Mo Xiaowan felt a little bit sorry, and blessed his body.

"Disciple is ashamed, disturbing Master Qingxiu."

"There is nothing in the world, and mediocrity disturbs it."

Master Jingkong smiled compassionately, and his voice was like clear spring water, pointing to the leaves of the bodhi tree blown by the wind: "Please look, benefactor, it's just the wind blowing the leaves, after the wind passes, there is no trace."

Mo Xiaowan stared at the bodhi tree in a daze for a moment, as if a ray of inspiration flashed in his mind.

She clasped her hands together and said, "Thank you mage for your guidance."

"Benefactor, once you wake up from the big dream, you will see the vicissitudes of life. A big dream is just to close your eyes and then open them again. If the benefactor feels that the dream is long, the dream will be endless, and you will never wait until you wake up; the benefactor will only It is regarded as a dream, and the dream wakes up quickly. In a dream, it can be at the snap of your fingers, or it can be the change of the sea."

Master Jingkong said in an ethereal voice: "If you think it is bitter, then it will be very bitter; if you don't think it is bitter, then you will be able to experience the joy of suffering. One thought of nine heavens, one thought of hell. It's just a practice. The benefactor will slowly understand the taste of it!"

Mo Xiaowan first clenched his teeth, Master Jingkong's words were like a sentence.

But at the end of the hearing, her confused and empty heart finally seemed to be relieved.

The images in her mind flashed one scene after another, he appeared in her world like a god, and carried her back to the Eighth Prince's Mansion from Weiyuanhou's Mansion;
Every time she gets into trouble, he looks gloomy, but he has nothing to do with her;
She sat on the stone lion in the mansion and waited for him to return, and he said that he would spend his whole life pampering her;

He went to Huaibei on business, and she waited hard for him to return;

She was robbed by her elder brother to Xueshanwu, she crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, just to reunite with him;
On the street next to Crescent Lake, he said that she was the most beautiful woman, but she refused to take his sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and tears fell on his boots embroidered with maple leaves;

On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, during the trip to Ouyang country, he put his head on her belly to feel the joy of a new life, all kinds of things, every scene was like a beautiful dream.

But in the snap of her fingers, flashed in her mind one by one, the sweetness that melted into her flesh and blood was enough to warm her helpless heart. At this moment, she suddenly felt that her heart was stronger and more tenacious.

Tears glistened in Mo Xiaowan's eyes, but his smile was like a budding flower in spring, slowly unfolding layer by layer, with a smile in his tears, he gave a deep blessing to the mage.

"The disciple has fully realized!"

(End of this chapter)