Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 113
"It's really that delicious?"

Feng Yi hesitated, a little tempted.

To be honest, it is pitiful for Feng Yi to follow the Eighth King Xuanyuanchen, because the Eighth King's diet is light, so the food in Yafengyuan is also light.

It is impossible for these desserts to appear in Yafengyuan.

Feng Yi ate a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake when he was a child, and the taste is still endless, Mo Xiaowan took a bite and dipped some of the stuffing juice on the corner of his mouth.

Let Feng Yi suddenly swallowed his saliva.

"I won't tell Uncle Xuanyuan what I want to pretend to be."

Mo Xiaowan seized the opportunity and stuffed the paper bag into his hand: "Hey, flying around is hard work, enjoy it slowly."

She walked in front with her little hands behind her back, enjoying the song all the way, occasionally sneaking a glance back at Feng Yi who was staring at him.

She won't tell him that she actually made the gold cake herself?
Mo Xiaowan snickered, and when Feng Yi didn't like it one day, she would definitely tell Uncle Xuanyuan that the first gold silk cake she made by herself was dedicated to Feng Yi.

First time Ha!

This is the first time.

Uncle Xuanyuan's narrow-minded man must have felt that his pet had been stolen by others, and then he would punish Feng Yi severely, making him a hundred times, a thousand times worse than Qing Cang.

When he arrived at Yafengyuan, Mo Xiaowan was still hehehe in his heart.

Feng Yi, you'd better be sensible, what you eat is not gold silk cake, it's a bomb, watch out for the chrysanthemum to burst...

After Xuanyuanchen returned home, Zhao Fengyi went to the study.

"Feng Yi, did Mo Xiaowan get into trouble?"

Feng Yi blushed a little: "Return, report back to the prince, not at all."

"Okay, look at her, don't let her out of Yafeng Garden."

Mo Xiaowan seemed to have changed his temper. Xuanyuanchen approved his official documents all afternoon, and Mo Xiaowan practiced her calligraphy. Xuanyuanchen didn't say anything about her changing the brush to a quill.

She is out of temper!

He asked her to practice calligraphy. Apart from not being used to her crooked characters, the main purpose of him was to hone her character.

She is willing to practice calligraphy obediently, and the writing with goose feathers is not so crooked, which is also very good.

But why is Mo Xiaowan so quiet?

Xuanyuanchen looked up several times in his free time, and what he saw was her serious face. To be honest, such a quiet, well-behaved Mo Xiaowan is a bit cute.

So, the Eighth Prince finished reading a volume of documents, and looked up at her from time to time.

When it was time for dinner, Xuanyuanchen sent her: "Little thing, you are doing very well today. After dinner, ask Uncle Lu to find Qingdai to come to Yafengyuan, and you go to the gazebo to enjoy the breeze together."

"okay!"

Mo Xiaowan's eyes were shining, and he always felt that Uncle Xuanyuan had changed his temper?
In this way, in fact, he is not so annoying.

She has a lot of things to say to Qing Dai, and she also wants to ask her about the shortage of medical resources for her aunts in various courts after the poisonous insect incident last time, is she polite to her as a doctor?

In the past few days, she thought of a new trick to deal with that annoying Aunt Feng, and she must make a somersault during the lotus feast.

Who made her like to play prestige?

With the opportunity to be alone with Qing Dai, she just wanted to pass on this great idea.

After dinner, Qingdai came to Yafeng Garden, Mo Xiaowan dragged her to the gazebo to blow the air, and whispered to her ear for a long time.

Qing Dai hesitated: "Xiao Wan, how about this?"

"Nothing bad."

Mo Xiaowan encouraged her: "Look, she usually hates us the most and likes to make things difficult for us. Baby Qingdai, why do people have to be so aggrieved in life?"

(End of this chapter)