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

Chapter 888

Xinmeng was already mentally prepared, so she was not surprised when she heard Songchun whisper that the owner behind the Yingbin Building was the Eighth Prince Xiao Lang.

Although she has lost her memory and the capital is a strange place to her, Xinmeng still follows the rules engraved in her bones since she was young and sensible, and sits upright in her seat.

Chu Mingxuan is actually the same as her. Although he is a proton, the prince's appearance has not been abandoned at all.

It is said that the carriage hurriedly drove slowly, and arrived in front of the Yingbin Building after half an hour.Several people got out of the carriage, entered the Yingbin building, and were welcomed by the shopkeeper to the third floor and sat down.Xiao Er who followed immediately brought a pot of fragrant tea.

"The eighth prince has specially ordered in advance that two distinguished guests have come, and let the young one treat you. Breakfast is ready, can the young one deliver it?" The shopkeeper smiled, but respectfully.

Seeing Xinmeng's expression was light, Chu Mingxuan nodded: "Yes, serve it up."

The shopkeeper hurriedly responded, and when he stepped back, he seemed to glance at Xinmeng unintentionally, probably because he thought it was strange.

Xinmeng pretended not to notice, and signaled Songchun to pour tea with her eyes, and then took a cup of tea and began to drink lightly.After entering the tea, she couldn't help admiring: "Not bad! I didn't expect a restaurant to have such a fragrance, and the top-quality tea leaves that linger in the mouth are comparable to royal grades."

She forgot what happened before, and also forgot that the tea that Xiaoer brought was not the tea that Yingbin Building usually provides for guests to enjoy, but the top-quality imperial gift tea exclusively enjoyed by the Eighth Prince Xiao Lang, just like this sight Like the best third floor, only a very few people can enjoy it.

Chu Mingxuan, who was sitting opposite, listened to Xinmeng's words, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, picked up the teacup like Xinmeng, brought it to his lips and took a sip, and then said: "Thanks to Miss Shen, I will Only then can you taste the tea leaves from the Eighth Prince’s private collection.”

Xinmeng was stunned for a moment, then she understood, she couldn't help but blushed a little, and pretended to continue tasting tea, drinking it in small sips.

Xinmeng was a little surprised that the Eighth Prince did not show up until after breakfast.But surprise was surprise, she would not ask Chu Mingxuan.

"Where does Prince Mingxuan want to go for fun today? Xinmeng can't be a guide, but Songchun is very familiar with all parts of the capital, enough to be a guide."

"I want to go to a place that feels like spring. As for the guide, someone has already chosen, so I won't bother Miss Chun." Chu Mingxuan responded casually.

Is there a guide selected?Could it be that he was referring to the Eighth Prince Xiao Lang?

Her eyes flickered for a moment, and Xinmeng said: "The place where there is spring is naturally the countryside..."

The sleeve was pulled by Song Chun forcefully, Xin Meng stopped talking and looked at Song Chun suspiciously, but she blinked her eyes pointedly.

"What's wrong?" Xinmeng asked puzzled.

Songchun didn't answer, but blinked again.

"Miss Songchun wants to tell Miss Shen that the Emperor of the Great Shang has a decree that I, as a proton, can walk freely in the capital, but I can't go out of the city gate." , nor feel embarrassed.

On the contrary, Song Chun had a look of embarrassment on his face after hearing Chu Mingxuan's words.

Xinmeng hurriedly got up and saluted Chu Mingxuan, and sincerely apologized to him: "Xinmeng made a slip of the tongue, please forgive me, Prince Mingxuan!"

"Miss Shen can't remember the will of the emperor of your country. It's understandable. I won't blame you, and you don't have to take it to heart. Please sit down!" Chu Mingxuan said.

"Thank you Prince Mingxuan for your understanding!" Xinmeng sat back slowly.

Just at this time, there were some impatient footsteps on the stairs, and it was heard that the sound was coming towards the third floor.

　I strongly recommend my friend Jun Yiran's book "The Unruly Little Concubine: Provoking the Evil King by Misunderstanding": making money and raising a concubine are the goals of Ren Xiaoxiao's life after time travel.But what should I do if a handsome prince who was overwhelmed by medicine was killed halfway?Ren Xiaoxiao murmured: "Well... let's go to sleep first!" Unexpectedly, troubles followed one after another...

　　
　
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