Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 522 Little Bowl, Compensate My Princess

Heck!
The Eighth Prince smiled.

Both Lin Xiaoxiao and Zhang Bingqian saw that the corners of Bingshan's face and eight kings' mouths curled up in a nice arc.

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, is there wood?

Ice and snow melting, is there any?

When they were stupid, Mo Xiaowan jumped towards him with a cheer.

"Uncle Xuanyuan, I knew you liked heartless people."

"Yeah, the little heartless barking of teeth and claws is not in vain the wild cat raised by the king, and he did not embarrass the king."

All the academy disciples were dumbfounded, Mo Qianxie and Ouyang Xu were also dumbfounded, watching the Eighth Prince put the smiling Mo Xiaowan on the horse, two shadows, one white and one red, drew an arc on the green grass and disappeared into the After the hill.

Riding on a tall horse, Mo Xiaowan's laughter wafted across the grass.

"Uncle Xuanyuan, why did you come to the racecourse?"

"Thanks to the divine doctor invited by the crown prince's nephew, the king recovered from a serious illness. When he woke up, he found that the princess was gone."

Xuanyuanchen smiled wickedly: "The ten carriages of gold, silver, jade, and silk treasures bestowed by the emperor can't make up for the wounds in my heart, so I have to come to the academy racecourse to relax."

"puff!"

Mo Xiaowan stretched out his small paws and scratched his chest a few times: "Miss Ben, look, how deep is the wound?"

Driving the horse to a tree by the river, Xuanyuanchen got off the horse with Mo Xiaowan in his arms, and sat on a big rock with her in his arms.

Letting the horse eat the water plants, his eyes locked on her body like water.

"Little wild cat, is the injury deep?"

Mo Xiaowan smiled and bent over: "It's very deep."

"You don't know how deep it is?"

Xuanyuanchen bent down dangerously suddenly, and lightly touched her cheek with his lips.

Mo Xiaowan felt her heart beating wildly like a deer, beating endlessly, her little paws had already fallen in a loss of consciousness, and she was held by a certain master in his big palm and pressed against his chest.

His face was close at hand, and it stopped above her head: "Did you hear that? Little wild cat, it was you who made me lose my concubine by making a fuss. How can you think about how to compensate me?"

what?
What do you mean?
Mo Xiaowan had a feeling that Uncle Xuanyuan was a bit dangerous today.

Just like the last time you teased her, like that...

Mo Xiaowan was so nervous that his breathing almost stopped, he knocked and said, "Then, then, what, how do you pay for it?"

A dangerous gleam flashed in Xuanyuanchen's eyes, and his scorching eyes seemed to melt her instantly.

She felt that she was a deer stared at by a ferocious leopard, and she was going to eat it up in one bite.

Being hugged by his waist, Mo Xiaowan's small body trembled: "Pay, pardon, I will pick a princess for you."

A certain grandfather almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Damn little girl!

He has made it so obvious, can't she say that she will pay him back?
Looking at her innocent and bright eyes, she suddenly realized that although the little boy had menstruation, he was still a year away from Jiji, so there was no need to rush it, which frightened her.

A certain king used great willpower to hold back, and finally let go of her. With a dark face, he hugged her intimately on the horse.

The horses hoofed and galloped along the road they used to come and go.

Xuanyuanchen suddenly put his head gently on the top of Mo Xiaowan's head, and popped out an explanation: "Little wild cat, before you reach Ji, this king will not accept concubines, and will not let any force force hateful women into the mansion again." .”

what?
Why tell her this?
Mo Xiaowan's heart was beating wildly: "What about the woman you don't hate?"

"All women hate."

Xuanyuanchen's voice was charming and hoarse: "Except for this king's concubine mother and the little wild cat."

(End of this chapter)