Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 70 Stargazing (2)

Seeing that she was about to fall on her back, and the back of her head would inevitably hit the hard "ground", Xinmeng didn't want to sit still, so she twisted her body to the right and swung her right palm.This is an extremely risky action. Once the impact is too strong, her right hand will be injured, and may even fracture.

"Be careful!" Xiao Lang dashed over, grabbed her belt and lifted it up, she instantly changed direction and rushed towards him.Without hiding, he took her petite body back into his arms.

Xinmeng, who was rejoicing that she was safe, heard a chuckle from above: "With nephrite jade in your arms, what more can I ask for?"

Make fun of her?She clenched her fists tightly, and beat his chest unceremoniously, making a thumping sound, but she didn't use much strength.

"Do you want to fall again?" He looked at her with a half-threatening half-smile.

With lingering fears in Xin Meng's heart, she quickly stopped her hands, raised her head and glared at him angrily: "The Eighth Prince is so leisurely and elegant tonight, I specially 'invited' my daughter-in-law to come here to enjoy the moon."

He smiled without saying a word, and helped her to sit down first.It was only then that Xinmeng saw clearly that the place she was in turned out to be a tall tower, and she and Xiao Lang were sitting on the glazed tiles on the top of the tower.

To bring her to such a dangerous place, he must have made a fool of her on purpose.

"The old man Si Tianjian told me that a meteorite rain will fall in the northeast direction of the sky tonight." His voice was so clear and sweet that it could penetrate into her ears, "In order to thank Miss Shen for taking care of the drunk My prince, I have decided to invite you to watch the star shower."

"Is there really a meteorite rain tonight?" Xinmeng asked for confirmation with interest, automatically ignoring his last sentence.Since it was said by Mr. Ren, Si Tianjian of the Ministry of Rites, there must be such a thing.

Seeing the unconcealable excitement in her eyes, Xiao Lang knew that it was right to bring her here to watch the stars tonight.

"It's not time yet, just wait patiently." The lazy tone attracted Xinmeng's attention.She turned her head to look at Xiao Lang, only to find that he was already lying on his back on the top of the glazed tile tower, with his arms under his head, looking at the deep night sky through the dark night with the same lazy eyes.

Feeling Xin Meng's scrutinizing eyes, Xiao Lang curled his lips: "My prince doesn't mind you lying beside me."

"My daughter, don't lie beside you, the Eighth Prince." Xin Meng said without thinking, and quickly turned her eyes to another direction.

He looked at the sky, while she looked at the busiest market in the capital a few miles away. It was already Haishi, and the lights were still bright there.However, at this time, the food market has already ended, and the common people who do small businesses have also closed their stalls.The place that gets more lively the later it is, is the place of fireworks where singing, dancing and peacefulness flourish.

While waiting silently, Xiao Lang withdrew his gaze from the distant sky, turned to stare at Xinmeng's side face, and watched quietly for a long time.

During the day's trial, the dark people reported to him through Yan Qing.He was really curious, was it a coincidence that Shen Gui carried the poisonous peppermint to the kennel or was it deliberately arranged by her?

He didn't like to ask questions, so he asked directly.

Hearing his question, Xinmeng turned her attention away from the distant lights, turned her head to look at him, and smiled: "My daughter accidentally heard the news that Feihu was pregnant, so she sent people to Jishui Tan to trap many The female mosquitoes were secretly put into the kennel for several nights in a row."

I see!Xiao Lang closed his eyes lightly, and took away the brilliance in his eyes. His whole body remained motionless, only his white sleeves and the corners of his robe being blown by the night wind from time to time.

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(End of this chapter)