Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 873

How could he let her down?
Hearing the little girl twittering like a sparrow behind her, Xuanyuan Chen turned his head and smiled with a good temper.

"Ben Wang is the same as Feng'er. When he thinks of hunting, his blood boils."

Can you not mention the word "blood boiling", when he mentioned it, Mo Xiaowan instantly felt like being molested, and his face turned red.

After staying in the forest for a long time, as soon as they returned to the camp, the guards who went hunting roasted the chickens they had hunted.

Mo Xiaowan was afraid of delaying his departure, so he said he wanted to be a beggar's chicken.

Lei Ling deftly gutted the chicken, then she wrapped it in mud and threw it into the fire.

When the horse team set off, they peeled off a thick layer of mud, and the fragrance overflowed, making Jiuer and Liangyi drooling beside them.

"Get in the carriage, save it for the road to eat, and share a piece with each person."

Jiu'er came up with an idea, Liang Yi and Yuan Zhen agreed.

But Lei Ling blocked Mo Xiaowan one step at a time: "Miss Feng'er, the lord is here to invite you."

"what!"

The chicken that Mo Xiaowan had managed to cook hadn't eaten yet, and was hooked by the slander in his body, so he had no interest in seducing a certain king.

She refused: "I want to share this beggar's chicken, I don't have time now."

Lei Ling blocked her persistently: "My lord also said that he hunted this chicken, and he will divide it in half."

Grabbing food with a few of their little girls?
Mo Xiaowan was speechless in an instant.

But the truth is this, so I had no choice but to follow the chicken wrapped in kraft paper, and obediently followed Lei Ling into Xuanyuanchen's carriage under the disappointed eyes of Xiao Jiu and Liang Yi.

He had been carrying the treasured knife that cut iron like mud, and after getting into the carriage, he cut the delicious chicken in two and pushed half of it to him.

"It smells good, and the cooking skills are good."

Xuanyuanchen kept looking at the knife inlaid with precious stones.

Can this snack food be any more stupid?
Put a layer of powder on the face, change the makeup, and it is already very conspicuous in front of him.

And taking out the knife that Uncle Lu gave him, isn't it self-inflicted?

With that suspicious Taoyao around, this trip to Ouyang country will not be too safe, and playing cat and mouse with her is quite interesting.

Xuanyuanchen kept looking at her, and Mo Xiaowan, who was happily gnawing on the chicken leg, didn't notice it at all.

Hearing his praise, he climbed up the pole: "That is, the cooking skills are not good, can you hang out with the nine princesses? The nine princesses like the cooking skills of servants the most."

"Is it?"

Xuanyuan Chen took a bite of the chicken, it tasted really good, and he smiled with the hooked corner of his lips.

"My little princess is also very good at cooking."

Mo Xiaowan bit the delicious chicken leg, and was taken aback for a moment, because there was a sense of pride in his words.

Why are you in such a good mood?

love to hear!

She waved the chicken leg: "The Eighth King likes the little princess?"

"Ah."

Thinking that this girl often eats too fast and will freeze, Xuanyuan Chen poured a cup of tea and handed it over in a funny way.

"I like it, so I married it."

This is a good time to dig out the marrow and dig out the bones, breaking old news!
Mo Xiaowan stared into his eyes, and asked obsessively, "Then, my lord, have you ever liked someone else? I heard from the nine princesses that at the palace banquet last time, I saw the princess of Bingxi Kingdom who was as beautiful as a flower, but she was even more beautiful than the little princess." Much more beautiful to go."

This little vinegar jar.

Before getting married, she was so guarded against Qin Xuanyan, so she thought so in her heart.

Xuanyuanchen glanced at her chest seemingly unintentionally, and replied amusedly: "Well, you're right, Princess Bingxi is indeed as beautiful as a flower."

(End of this chapter)