Mengxi walked to the hammock and picked up Feng Meng, who was asleep. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Feng Meng felt someone pick her up, opened her eyes and looked at it and found that it was the master, so she muttered, "Master, you're back!" and then closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Mengxi smiled and rubbed Feng Meng's soft feathers, and walked back to his room to take a lunch break. The quiet afternoon passed in Mengxi's nap, and when she woke up, the sun was about to set. Biqing heard movement inside the outside room, knew that the young lady had woken up, knocked on the door, and after getting permission, went to help Mengxi tidy up her sleeping hairstyle.

"Miss, just now Mrs. asked how you want to celebrate passing the assessment?" Biqing poured a glass of water for Mengxi so that she could be more energetic.

"Got it, I'll tell my mother later. Mengxi quickly drank the water, ran to the bedside, and patted Feng Meng, who hadn't woken up yet, "Get up quickly." ”

"Master, let me sleep a little longer, just a little longer. Feng Meng rolled over and rolled into the bed and continued to sleep.

"If you don't get up again, I'll drink up your favorite mung bean soup!" After speaking, he didn't care if Feng couldn't get up, he turned around and was about to walk away.

As soon as Feng Meng on the bed heard that there was mung bean soup, he immediately opened his eyes and flew to Feng Meng's shoulder with his poor little wings. If Ao Min is there, I guess I think back: sure enough, what kind of master there is, what kind of beast there is. Feng Meng's appearance when she heard the mung bean soup was not too similar to the way Miss was woken up by her tutor during the morning assessment.

"Master, dear drop master, better drop master. Where is the mung bean soup?" Feng Meng rubbed Mengxi with her head while flattering.

"It's okay!" Mengxi flicked Feng Meng's head with his hand, "Biqing, go and bring the mung bean soup." ”

"Yes, miss. Biqing looked at the young lady who was playing with Feng Meng, and bowed and retreated.

It didn't take long for the mung bean soup to be brought in by Biqing, Mengxi and Feng Meng rushed to drink it, and it didn't take long for a big bowl of mung bean soup to bottom. Mengxi still wanted to drink another bowl, but unfortunately Biqing said, "Miss, Madame just said that dinner is about to begin, so you can almost go to the hall." Mengxi had no choice but to pout, and asked Biqing to accompany her to the hall.

"By the way, why didn't you see Aomin?" Mengxi walked out of the courtyard door and remembered that Aomin's girl hadn't seen it since she came back.

"Ao Min is practicing, it is estimated that he will forget the time when he cultivates, and the slave maid saw that Miss was fine, so she didn't call her over. Biqing said a little nervously, Miss won't blame herself for making her own decisions, right?

"Oh, well, she's trying. Ask the kitchen to leave some food for her, and wait for her to finish her cultivation before going to eat. Don't bother her in the meantime. "This Ao Min is really diligent, and he didn't waste himself helping her get the assessment qualification of the academy.

"Yes, miss. Biqing breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately the young lady didn't blame. However, it's really good for the young lady to take us people!

After dinner, Mengxi told her family about the proposal to celebrate together when her brother came back tomorrow, and everyone agreed. After chatting for a while, Mengxi prepared to go back to the room to cultivate. At this time, the next person came to report, "Master, the head of the family, Mrs., Miss." There was a man at the door who claimed to be from his wife's mother's house, saying that he was looking for his wife. ”

"Are you still here?" Lin Yuwan's mood suddenly fell, "Let him come in!" waved helplessly and asked the next person to bring someone in.

"Wan'er, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Lingyun looked at Lin Yuwan's depressed appearance, a little worried.

"Mother, are you okay?" Mengxi couldn't see the depressed appearance of his beautiful mother.

"Yuwan, don't hold back if you have something, you will get sick. Zhang Qinyun has long regarded her daughter-in-law as her own daughter, and she doesn't want her to be sad.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Lin Yuwan smiled reluctantly, everything will be said when she sees someone.