Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1108 Murong Yi's Little Fan

Lin Xiaoxiao was as straightforward as before, and Mo Xiaowan looked at her swollen belly.

It's embarrassing!

She is already a little concubine who is pregnant, and she still mentions that Murong Yi liked her in the past, is it really good?
Seeing Mo Xiaowan's face change slightly, Zhang Bingqian reprimanded her.

"Come to see Xiao Wan today, why are you talking nonsense?"

"No nonsense, these small clothes, small shoes and socks are all prepared by Murong Yi who asked me to keep an eye on the embroiderer of the Duke's Mansion, and they rushed to work overnight."

Lin Xiaoxiao smiled brightly: "I don't even mind that he has a small bowl in his heart. What do you mind? When I was preparing these, I asked him when I could give birth to a small bun. He joked and said it's too late."

Even though she was a devil queen, when Murong Yi was mentioned, her face was blushed, and she shamelessly showed off.

"I hope this is quick, and sooner, look, I gave birth to a bun, and I'm still behind you, it's not good."

Mo Xiaowan and Zhang Bingqian looked at each other dumbly, and then burst out laughing together.

The three of them looked at the clothes prepared for Xiao Baozi with relish, and laughter wafted from the Waterside Pavilion.

Shuixie Pavilion is close to Hehu Lake Xiaozhu. Mo Qianlang and Linger practice light kung fu by the lake embankment every day, watching the bustle here.

Ever since Xuanyuanchen came back from the prison, Mo Qianlang hadn't seen Mo Xiaowan so happy for a long time, he gave Ling'er a wink, and Ling'er hurried to Hehu Xiaozhu.

Turning around, Su Gu and Yun Gu prepared refreshments and brought them in.

By the way, Mo Xiaowan asked them to carry these things to Hehu Xiaozhu and put them away first. Yafengyuan is too shady and cool. Recently, she wants to live in Molanyuan, where Cheng Pingting used to live.

The yard is open, sunny and warm.

The Hehu Xiaozhu is the closest to the Molan Garden, so it will not be troublesome to move around.

Mo Xiaowan felt sorry for Zhang Bingqian: "Aqian, you are almost three months old, and your stomach should be a little pregnant, why are you getting thinner and thinner?"

"She is a life to worry about."

Lin Xiaoxiao gulped down the pastry and scolded her: "For a while, I'm worried that His Royal Highness will fall out of favor, and for a while, I'm also worried that her sister Zhang Liangyi will scare away all the people who come to propose marriage. When can I get married?"

"Lianyi?"

Mo Xiaowan covered her mouth and laughed: "How did she rush to propose marriage?"

Zhang Bingqian rubbed her forehead and complained to Mo Xiaowan.

"Speaking of this matter, it is very troublesome. Liang Yi shuts herself in the bedroom every day, saying that she must marry the male god in the painting, and she agrees wholeheartedly.

Every time someone came to propose marriage, she would prick her face, or smear a birthmark with red syrup, and then acted like a cripple, trying to scare away all the people who came to propose marriage.

You said that in the painting hanging in his bedroom, the man in the painting is beautiful!

But how can there be such a man in the world?
Not to mention the silver hair, she is as cold as the male immortal above the heaven, with an untainted aura..."

Hearing what she said, Mo Xiaowan's mouth twitched several times.

Why is there no such man?

That's my big brother!
Listening to this, I couldn't hold back, so I added a sentence: "With that portrait, I have always seen such a person before I can draw this painting."

Lin Xiaoxiao interrupted: "It makes sense, just like my elder brother Yi, there are such people in the world."

understood!
Murong Yi's little fan.

There is only Murong Yi in the whole world, Murong Yi is the most handsome, and Murong Yi is the most handsome.

cough!
Lin Xiaoxiao's infatuation with Murong Yi is like Jiu'er's infatuation with third brother Xie Qianmei.

(End of this chapter)