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

Chapter 896
When I went up to Yingshan, as expected, there were not many people.Occasionally there is a figure, and it is also an ordinary person.

Those wealthy sons and daughters, even if they want to find the footprints of early spring, they have gone for an outing in the outskirts of the capital.

Not long after walking along the mountain road, I saw a handsome young man standing in front of him with his hands behind his back. He stood facing this side. When he saw Xinmeng and others coming, his expression fluctuated slightly, but he quickly calmed down, so Tsukuru waited calmly for them to approach.

Beside him stood a man in a green robe, with a sword at his waist, standing upright like a servant.

From a distance, Xinmeng recognized the eighth prince Xiao Lang, and as for the attendant beside him, it should be Yan Qing whom Songchun mentioned.

"The eighth prince."

"Prince Mingxuan."

Because of their equal status, Chu Mingxuan and Xiao Lang bowed their hands to each other.Xiaohe and Yan Qing saluted along with their master.

"My daughter has met the Eighth Prince!" Xinmeng saluted.Song Chun followed suit.

"Excuse me, flatten your body!" Xiao Lang stepped forward to help her, but hesitated for a while when he was about to touch her arm, and finally it became just a vain support.

After all, Xinmeng has lost her memory, and the way the two get along is different from before. Xiao Lang has some scruples and dare not show too much intimacy to avoid scaring her away.

"Thank you Eighth Prince!"

As if she didn't notice his pause, Xin Meng immediately got up, and took a step back indistinctly, then looked around a few times, but there was no sign of that person.She thought in her heart, could it be that the man didn't have the patience to wait for her to come here, and went to play nearby first?
Her looking eyes were too obvious, Xiao Lang saw it, and didn't intend to guess it by himself, so he immediately asked: "Who is Mengmeng looking for?"

"Where is Mr. Fu? Isn't he a guest at your house?" Could it be that Xiao Lang didn't bring him out today?
"He's gone home." Xiao Lang said.

home?She still remembered that Fu Lin, the bat in Tsing Yi, said that he wanted her to be a guide to show him around the capital, and he went home after only a few days.

"He will come again in the future. He speaks casually. If he accidentally offends you, don't take it to heart. As for saving you from Sa Jianmen, you don't have to take it to heart. He won't take advantage of it." I ask you for something in return." Seeing the regretful expression on Xinmeng's face, Xiao Lang explained.

They all say that Caesar kidnapped her and imprisoned her in the valley of hot springs.But her personal experience told her that except for not being able to go out of the valley, she was free to move around in the valley, and had everything she needed for food and clothing. Caesar also took great care of her, and could even be called gentle.Even when she proposed to leave later, Kaisa was reluctant, but still agreed to her.

Xin dreamed for a while, and said: "If Mr. Fu comes to the capital again, the eighth prince, please tell my daughter that Mr. Fu doesn't ask for anything in return, but my daughter still needs to express her gratitude."

"Okay." Xiao Lang readily agreed.

At this time, Yingshan, as Songchun said, the plum blossoms had already withered, and the branches of the plum tree were covered with blue plums of various sizes.It is not as gorgeous as when the flowers are in bloom, but it also gives people a sense of vitality.

In particular, it is better than being quiet.

After walking slowly on Yingshan, the Eighth Prince Xiao Lang chose a flat and dry place and asked Yan Qing to prepare it.

Only then did Xinmeng realize that there was a burden slung across Yan Qing's back.

Yan Qing took out the contents of the bag one by one, spread a waterproof tarpaulin on the ground, a small jar of unopened wine, a few wine glasses, and some delicious food, all of which were placed on the tarpaulin.

(End of this chapter)