Pretty Consort: Prince, Don't Run away

At first, when Xi Mengge looked like she was about to fall into the water in panic, she felt extremely carefree. However, when she saw that the Prince Jing also fell down with him, her carefree mood changed to … It felt even better.

That's great, when the time comes, I will directly say that it was Xi Mengyao who pulled you down, and add the crime of plotting against you, heh heh …

Xi Mengge was feeling extremely happy in her heart, but Song Qian, who was at the side, had already turned pale: "Oh no, the Royal Uncle doesn't know how to use water."

Earlier, when Song Chongjing was leading troops outside of the fortress, he lost his leg because of the assassination attempt by a allied country. He had to recuperate for half a year, even now he still could not use all of his strength.

"Then... What should I do!? "

Xi Mengge panicked, she was not good at swimming, and by her side, Song Qian was good at swimming, gritting her teeth, preparing to go down and save him, at the same time she glared at Xi Mengge.

Furthermore, underwater, Xi Mengyao almost felt so guilty that she didn't kneel down on the spot. The other party had treated her face with good intentions and even pulled on him with good intentions, but in the end, she had actually pulled him into the water instead.

His Highness, on the other hand, already had a bad look on his face. Closing his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes trembled underwater, as though he didn't know how to swim. As Xi Mengge dragged him, both of their weights were on her, finding it difficult to move.

She was just about to pull the prince onto the shore and run away when she heard the sound of splashing water behind her. "Dammit, what is that thing!"

In the blink of an eye, it was Song Qian who had also entered the water. His legs were coincidentally entangled by the underwater grasses, causing him to be unable to move.

If one or two of them were to go into the water, wouldn't that be chaotic enough?

She took a deep breath, steeled herself. She's a civilization of the twenty-first century.

"Third Prince, just you wait, I'll come to save you now ~"

With a twisted smile and a gnashing of teeth, Song Qian heard this and his face revealed a rare look of awkwardness.

As a result, with one hand holding onto Lord Prince Jing and the other holding Song Qian's collar, Xi Mengge landed on the shore with much difficulty.

The three of them fell into the water. The one who was left on the boat must be the culprit.

Xi Mengge knew she was in the wrong and was feeling depressed, so she didn't dare come over for a long time.

Xi Mengge had never been so fierce, she laughed coldly, "I just can't stand that slut!"

"Pa ~ ~"

A crisp slap caused her to be stupefied!

"Then shouldn't Your Highness say that you deliberately plotted against the prince?" You don't even have to be the crown prince's consort anymore. You're going to be locked up in jail? "

Song Qian's eyes turned dark, his words paused, and his tone became frighteningly cold.

Xi Mengge was so scared that she kneeled on the ground.

Xi Mengyao did not have the time to care about them. She grabbed the Prince Jing, shook her collar, slapped her face, and passionately shouted. She used dozens of methods and was just short of artificial respiration.

She glanced at Xi Mengge, who was kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes, and decided that it was best for her to leave first. Just as she was about to get up, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by an ice-cold hand.

"What? Trying to run after pulling This King into the water?"

The man's soft and ambiguous voice sounded beside her, "Aren't you going to take responsibility, Miss Xi?"

Xi Mengyao's face was a little hot, and she was at a loss of what to do as she shouted:

"It's not that I don't have it, it's just that I don't have it." While trying to pull his hand away, the person held it even tighter!

A wave of panic arose in her heart, and her face was filled with the expression of a generous person who was about to die!

But in the next second, Song Qian coincidentally walked over. Frowning, he said: "This prince already knows who did it.

Savior!

Xi Mengyao had never felt that Third Prince was so amiable and cute. As she withdrew her hand, she hurriedly said, "How could this subject dare to make decisions for Third Prince? She should just hand it over to Third Prince …"

Unexpectedly, a voice came out first.

"Break one of her hands."