Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 297 Master, what's wrong with you? (reward plus more)
Xie Wudi thought of Mo Xiaowan's gibberish murmur when he fell ill during the thunderstorm last time, and swallowed what he wanted to amuse her.

If a person doesn't have a psychological shadow, or was born in an emperor's family, who doesn't yearn for father's love?

In Xiao Wan's heart, there seemed to be a deeply hidden scar.

So Xie Wudi quietly listened to her confide, and didn't say anything more.

The fire from the stove was reflected on Mo Xiaowan's small face, Xie Wudi's eyes gradually blurred, his mind was buzzing, he couldn't hear what she was saying, he could only see her ruddy lips twitching gently .

"Master!"

Lian Sheng, who was hiding outside the window, could no longer control his anxiety, pushed open the door and rushed in, shouting anxiously.

"what happened?"

Mo Xiaowan was shocked, and raised his face to look at Emperor Xiewu: "Master, why is your face so pale? Are you sick?"

"It's okay to catch some wind and cold."

Perhaps because of Liansheng's surprise, Xie Wudi's mind cleared up for a moment, and he reached out and patted the back of Mo Xiaowan's head.

"The Eighth Prince's Mansion is not very peaceful today. I will send you back to Yafengyuan now as a teacher."

"do not want!"

Liansheng was anxious at the side: "Master has caught the wind and cold, you should rest more, and the younger one will take the young lady back to Yafengyuan."

How are you doing this morning?
Why did you suddenly catch a cold?
Mo Xiaowan was a little puzzled, and worried about him.

"It's better to let Liansheng take me back to Yafengyuan, so that Master can rest well."

Mo Xiaowan wanted to go to Fuxie Wudi to send him back to the bedroom, but he gave Liansheng a faint look, and took Mo Xiaowan's little hand instead.

"A little illness, it's not a serious problem. It's better for the teacher to send the small bowl back."

Along the way, Xie Wudi held Mo Xiaowan's small hand with his big warm palm, walked in the wind and rain with an umbrella, and suddenly sighed.

"There are thunderstorms in the winter, and the sky and the earth can't hide the yin and yang energy. The snow is getting bigger and bigger. It seems that there may be a big snowstorm in Xuanyuan Kingdom. This winter will be very cold."

Mo Xiaowan couldn't help worrying about Xuanyuanchen.

"Master, do you think Uncle Xuanyuan will be blocked by the wind and snow? I don't know if the clothes Uncle Lu prepared for him are enough to cover him from the cold..."

"Small bowl!"

Xie Wudi heard that she was like a little woman, worried that her husband would be trapped by the wind and snow, felt a little sad, and interrupted her.

When she turned her head to look at him, Emperor Xie Wu's eyes flickered: "The Eight Kings will definitely return safe and sound."

Mo Xiaowan tilted his head: "Master, you are so strange today. I always feel that you are leaving me these days!"

Xie Wudi's face hiding under the umbrella suddenly froze.

"Things are impermanent, gathering and parting is a normal thing in the world, no matter how reluctant people are, there will always be a moment of separation when they get together."

"That's true."

Seeing Yafengyuan approaching, Mo Xiaowan sighed: "I don't want to part with my mother, she went to another world; I don't want to part with that brat Mo Qianlang, after all, we can't be together every day; and Uncle Xuanyuan, When we were together, Xiaowan felt that he was very annoying and always bullied me, but when we separated, I suddenly missed him..."

Why, Xiaowan didn't mention him?
Watching the little figure holding Mo Xiaowan and holding an umbrella enter Yafeng Garden, Emperor Xiewu stood in the wind and snow for a long time.

Liansheng came here through the wind and rain, and when he saw him standing at the gate of Yafeng Garden, the umbrella fell on the ground, the snowflakes were flying wildly, and the figure of the master looked at him from a distance with indescribable loneliness and loneliness.

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