Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 415
Zhang Bingqian was too involved, as if she had entered a state of being alone, and Mo Xiaowan and Lin Xiaoxiao were left aside by her.

Zhang Bingqian looked shocked until she hungrily turned over the last page: "Xiao Wan, this score is extremely precious, it is a rare book that has been lost, where did you get it?"

"Don't worry about that."

Mo Xiaowan pulled Lin Xiaoxiao: "You like it, so I'll send you off!"

Zhang Bingqian was taken aback: "How can this work? I am already grateful that you borrowed me to copy it, it is so precious..."

"Okay, stop moaning, I still have to practice throwing stones with Xiaowan."

These days Zhang Bingqian sighed, Lin Xiaoxiao who lived with her was almost bored to death, Mo Xiaowan did Aqian a big favor, Lin Xiaoxiao was actually very grateful.

Leaving Zhang Bingqian behind, she dragged Mo Xiaowan out of the yard in a swipe.

While complaining: "Xiao Wan, she has been like this these days, her ears are calloused, do you know how miserable I am?"

It seems that Zhang Bingqian, like Uncle Xuanyuan, is a man of knowledge.

This can be regarded as making the best use of everything, Mo Xiaowan is very happy.

To tell the truth, Lin Xiaoxiao is a general who practiced martial arts at a young age. Her whip technique is very accurate, and she is also good at handling hidden weapons.

With her watching, Mo Xiaowan found a little teacher, and spent many nights with her in the woods, using pebbles as snowflake needles, and had a lot of fun.

Zhang Bingqian studied her piano skills every night, Mo Xiaowan was accompanied by Lin Xiaoxiao, and the days were not too difficult. Fifteen days passed in a flash, and it was another three days of vacation.

As soon as the schoolwork was over, Mo Xiaowan asked Su Yi and Fengyue to pack their things, and she couldn't wait to run to the gate of the academy.

Sure enough, when he opened the curtain, he bumped into a cold face.

Don't look at the aloofness of a certain master, the moment he touched Mo Xiaowan's blinking eyes, the corners of his mouth immediately twitched slightly, evoking a nice arc.

"Uncle Xuanyuan!"

I haven't seen him for so many days, Mo Xiaowan has a thick skin, and regardless of Feng Yi, he still held up the curtain and didn't let it down, so he threw himself into his arms, and gave him a bear hug around his neck.

"I miss you!"

But this scene was seen by Mo Qianxie, who had just been discharged from the hospital, and snorted coldly.

Ruoli knew that Master was like this, it meant he was unhappy, so he carefully called beside him: "Master!"

"Broken mouth!"

Mo Qianxie stared at the carriage of the Eighth Prince's Mansion. Before the curtain was lowered, the two people who were hugging each other hadn't let go.

He said angrily: "When will that stupid girl be so passionate about my master?"

"My lord, my subordinates have something to report."

Once the young master gets angry, his personal servant will be in great trouble, Ruo Li hurriedly finds something to divert his attention.

When Mo Qianxie saw that the eight princes' carriage was driving away, he turned his head with a displeased expression.

"What's the matter?"

"Master, Tianjian Pavilion's branch in the capital, Xiangshifang, has received a business order."

Ruoli was mysterious, put his mouth next to his ear, and said softly: "Someone bought the head of Miss Eighth Prince's Mansion, that is, the younger sister that the young master recognized."

what?
Another person had trouble with his sister.

Don't kill!

Such a lively and lovely mermaid, he wants to see, who can do it?
Mo Qianxie revealed a wicked smile: "The business owner will take over the business himself. You can tell Shixiangfang that I will contact you personally. Is it the price? We will discuss it at that time."

Ruoli choked at his feet!
The head of that person who bought Mo Xiaowan is the employer!

But his son's tone, how can he treat people like meat on the chopping board and plan to chop them up.

He had a premonition that even if the person who paid for the head could keep his head, he would be miserable.

(End of this chapter)