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

Chapter 866 Printed in the bottom of my heart
Hearing this, Shen Che immediately turned to face Xiao Lang, and bowed to salute: "My humble servant sees the Eighth Prince!"

"My daughter, see the Eighth Prince!" Xinmeng also saluted with blessings.

The surrounding soldiers knelt on the ground: "See the Eighth Prince!"

Just now it was because facing the people of Sa Jianmen, one had to be vigilant at all times, and it was inconvenient to salute, but now it is necessary to be well-mannered.

"Let's get back together." Xiao Lang said, stepping forward to help Xinmeng up with his own hands.

Seeing this, Shen Che squinted his eyes, and said again: "The eighth prince returned to Beijing with the humble minister?"

"I'll go with Mengmeng." Xiao Lang said.

A chuckle came from behind, and seeing everyone's eyes were attracted by his laughter, Fu Lin touched his nose lightly, and said with a smile, "I will also go with Miss Shen." He secretly admired the Eighth Prince's answer in his heart. The clothes are perfect, if Shen Che and Shen Xinmeng part ways, he will definitely follow Shen Xinmeng.

Xinmeng looked at Fu Lin and asked, "Bat in Tsing Yi, are you also from the capital?"

Fu Lin smiled slightly, and clasped his fists at Xinmeng: "Miss Shen, let me introduce myself formally. Fu Lin, known as 'Tsing Yi Bat' by people in the Jianghu, is a friend of the Eighth Prince. I am not from the capital, but I intend to bother the Eighth Prince. Go to his house to live for a while, and have a good time in the capital. I don't know if I have the honor to invite Miss Shen as a guide?"

Xiao Lang coughed lightly and glanced at Fu Lin at the same time.

Knowing what Xiao Lang meant, Fu Lin ignored him in a daze, looking at Xin Meng expectantly, waiting for her to agree.

With a slight smile, Xinmeng shook her head and said, "Young Master Fu, have you forgotten? Xinmeng has lost his memory, and I'm afraid he can't afford the role of a guide. Since Mr. Fu lives in the Eighth Prince's Mansion, then please ask the Eighth Prince to find you in his mansion." There is nothing better than a guide."

Is this a rejection?Fu Lin showed disappointment, sighed lightly, and then nodded helplessly: "That's the only way to go."

Xin Meng smiled, turned her head to avoid Xiao Lang's scorching gaze, and asked Shen Che: "Brother, do you know which horse I'm riding?"

"Ride my horse."

"Ride my horse."

Shen Che and Xiao Lang spoke in unison, startled slightly, looked at each other, and then looked at Xinmeng together to see how she would make a choice.

Helplessly sighing in her heart, Xinmeng was about to speak, when she heard Xiao Lang add: "You have ridden on the snow before, and you already have a tacit understanding with it, it will be better to ride it."

The name Taxue is somewhat familiar, is it his mount?
Xiao Lang whistled.Da da da!From the woods beside the road, a black horse ran out, except for the white fur around its four hooves, and stopped in front of him.

He raised his hand and stroked the mane on the horse's neck, and said, "Tread the snow, go to Mengmeng's place."

Taxue turned her head and saw Xin Meng, she yelled happily, walked over a few steps, lowered her head, and licked Xin Meng's hand hanging by her side with her tongue.

The back of her hand was wet with saliva from treading snow, but Xinmeng didn't think there was anything wrong at all, instead she followed Xiao Lang's example and stroked its mane happily.

"Taxue, do you remember me?"

Taxue called out softly, responding to Xinmeng.But she couldn't understand.

"It said that Mengmeng will never be forgotten." Xiao Lang said his own voice, how could someone who has already imprinted it in his heart forget it.

Raising her eyes to glance at Xiao Lang, Xinmeng asked again: "Taxue, but I forgot about you, will you be unhappy?"

"Not unhappy, but still a little sad." Xiao Lang said.

(End of this chapter)