Lord, let me be arrogant [End]

Xiaoxiao stared at him blankly, "Fourth Prince..."

Duan Xiaoqi's gloomy eyes are now stained with a thin layer of cloud and mist, through which everything becomes unreal.No more coldness, no more aloofness, only deep, inextricable affection.

For just a moment, there was nothing left.

He sneered, stared at her closely, and said slowly, "If it wasn't for a military order in exchange, how could the emperor agree to the majestic fourth prince marrying the daughter of a criminal minister?" The words were full of sarcasm.

"Military order?" Xiaoxiao asked in surprise, "What kind of military order?"

"Within one month, the border war will be settled. Otherwise..." He turned around with an unpredictable expression, his eyes fell to the north, and he didn't say any more.

Of course Xiaoxiao knows what the military order represents, and it has been played in TV dramas.But what she couldn't figure out was that Duan Xiaoqi would do this for Lin Moying!

"Why?" Her eyes were lowered, and she couldn't help asking, "Is it worth doing this?"

"Hehe," he sneered, with an indescribable loss in his laughter, "It seems that you really forgot."

Xiaoxiao raised her head in doubt, but wisely she didn't ask again, because she was too unfamiliar with Lin Moying's past.

"At that year's poetry picking conference, the young and vigorous Mr. Xiyue made a big splash," Duan Xiaoqi said quietly, recalling the days that brought him back to the day when he first met her.

"He has always looked down on the crowd, looked down on the world, and would not put anyone in his eyes. However, just when he thought he was sure of winning, a little girl appeared, but she was only twelve or thirteen years old, but she spoke well... that Once, the conceited Mr. Xiyue tasted the first failure in his life. At the same time, he also remembered her names, Lin, Mo, and Ying."

It was these three words that were deeply imprinted in his mind.He was quietly waiting for her to grow up, but in front of her, he was the son of Xiyue who only talked about poetry and songs, and his only tenderness was reserved for her.

Xiaoxiao remained silent throughout, she had already guessed the end of the story.

She pursed her lips, "The man who appeared in my room that night, was it you?"

Duan Xiaoqi laughed at himself, "You really forgot everything completely."

Xiaoxiao frowned, thinking to herself, after all, she was not the real Lin Moying, and she couldn't tell who she liked.However, she could tell clearly that the man in front of her liked her, not herself.

In this case, she has no reason to stay here and take advantage of Lin Moying's identity to occupy the princess seat that belongs to her.She would not be so stupid as to tell him at this time that she had passed through the underworld.The Lin family is still in prison. If she is treated as a monster, who will save them?

"Two days later, I will go to the border." Duan Xiaoqi looked at her, and the emotion in his eyes made her unable to bear to look directly at her, "You stay in the mansion as the fourth concubine, and the sixth brother dare not do anything to you. Before I leave, I will rescue the Lin family, so you don't have to worry."

Xiaoxiao bit her lip, tilted her head and stared at him, "Thank you."

This man with a cold appearance arranged everything properly, but he didn't make things difficult for her. Compared to Duan Yichen...

Thinking of him makes my heart ache.Because of his hesitation at that time, because of his distrust!

Duan Xiaoqi took a step closer, lowered his head, his warm breath approached slowly, "You know, what I want is not your gratitude."