Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 390 Girl, I will hairpin your hair for you

"Wait!"

Suddenly the door was knocked open from the outside.

Murong Yi rushed over and stood in front of Mo Xiaowan: "Xiaowan, I can't take it."

"Brother Prince!"

Princess Jiu rushed in following Murong Yi: "I'm sorry, sister Jiu didn't block Shizi Yi."

"Ninth Emperor Sister, you go out first."

Xuanyuan Xing winked, and the domineering Ninth Princess in front of Mo Xiaowan, like an obedient and well-behaved little rabbit, disappeared in an instant.

Xuanyuan Xing looked annoyed at Murong Yi who stood in front of Mo Xiaowan, and gritted his teeth: "Murong Yi, don't forget that you are now the prince's companion."

"So what?"

Murong Yi refused to give up an inch: "Your hairpin is for the future crown princess. It's still too early to choose a concubine. Xiao Wan can't accept it. Xiao Wan should be free and her temper can't be restrained."

He spoke with great anger: "Even I can't bear to let her fall into the muddy waters of the Duke's mansion. The palace is a place of intrigue. Do you really have the heart to be confined to Xiaowan for the rest of your life?"

(Writing this, I suddenly burst into tears because of Murong Yi's words!)

"Once you enter the palace, it's like the sea is deep. Xiaowan can't follow in her mother's footsteps..."

What are they talking about?
Mo Xiaowan was confused.

Aren't you arguing about hairpins?

No matter what he said, he talked about his mother.

She entered Nanshan Academy to study with the nine princesses, and wanted to get close to the harem, for what reason?
The answer seems to be right in front of us.

What Murong Yi said made Mo Xiaowan grab hold of a life-saving straw, she grabbed his arm excitedly: "Ayi, what do you know? Come on, what happened to my mother back then? "

"Xiaowan, your mother..."

Murong Yi had only spoken halfway, when suddenly, with Jiu Gongzhu's scream, the door was knocked open again from the outside.

"Brother Prince, the imperial sister can't stop it!"

First, Princess Nine was kicked in like a ball, and then a tall shadow appeared at the door.

Xuanyuanchen stepped in one step at a time, and there was an aura of wind and rain in the room.

His coercion was tightly locked on the faces of Xuanyuan Xing and Murong Yi, and when he saw Mo Xiaowan with his black hair flying, his expression was like dark clouds rolling and thunder rumbling before a storm.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Xiaowan was already tightly wrapped in his arms.

He gave Xuanyuan Xing a cold look, and looked at the Ninth Princess on the ground with a cold snort.

"Next time, don't blame me for being cruel!"

This aura is too powerful!
There was an aura of meeting gods and killing gods, and meeting Buddhas and Buddhas. Mo Xiaowan looked confused, and was carried out of the courtyard by the horizontal, leaping and flying between the mountains and forests.

In the end, he sat on a courtyard wall made of huge stones on the top of the mountain with his arms around her.

Through the dense shade of trees, Mo Xiaowan saw that the square at the foot of the mountain was empty.

She exclaimed: "Oh, Uncle Xuanyuan, I missed the entrance ceremony, will I be punished by my master?"

"Who dares?"

Xuanyuanchen said these two words with full momentum, but when his eyes fell on Mo Xiaowan, they were so gentle that they could melt into water.

He gently twisted Mo Xiaowan's body so that her back was facing him.

Then go to brush her loose black hair.

Probably because it was the first time he did this kind of thing, a certain king seemed very clumsy, completely helpless with Mo Xiaowan's playful and smooth hair.

But he is superior in Tianzi's cleverness, even if it is such a cumbersome thing as pulling hair, after practicing it several times, he gradually found the trick.

Although the pull is not as good as Su Yi and Fengyue's, but with a bundle of hairpins, Mo Xiaowan immediately looks like a white-faced scholar, looking very handsome and cute.

(End of this chapter)