Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Xuanyuanyou still wanted to entangle, but he probably remembered the majesty of the emperor's father. For a time, he was a little angry, and finally didn't speak any more.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted, "see your Highness the prince."

Like a strong wind blowing quietly across the turbulent water, the school was quiet for an instant.

crown prince? Is my hero finally coming out?

Meng Duoduo was in high spirits and immediately stood upright, ready to be a spectator.

I saw a group of people coming in like stars holding the moon, surrounded by a handsome young man.

He is really quite eye-catching, tall and tall, with a cold and proud face, and his whole body seems to exude an inherent King's breath. The eyes are sharp and the outline is strong. Just one stop there, people can see at a glance that he is the absolute leader among all people and the boss.

Wow, how cool! It turns out that there were such tall, cold and fan boys in ancient times. Hey, my handsome third brother and I have their own strengths. We have to fight.

Meng Duoduo silently praised him in his heart, knowing that this must be the famous Prince xuanyuanmo.

Obviously, the crown prince has great authority here. The whole noisy school was silent at the moment, and even the smiling Third Prince began to converge.

However... Very untimely, at such a critical quiet moment, Meng Duoduo suddenly heard a sob that seemed to be suppressed.

Looking at Mu Xiaomi, although she still hung her head low, big tears had fallen uncontrollably to the ground and her light clothes.

Khan, my God! My eldest lady, what are you doing? Afraid no one will notice us? It's better to bear it for a while and cry again

Meng Duoduo secretly pinched a cold sweat and complained endlessly in his heart.

Indeed, this sudden sobbing sound makes it difficult for people to pay attention or hear it.

Xuanyuan Mo twisted his sharp eyebrows, walked up to Mu Xichen, looked at Mu Xiaomi, who bowed his head and shed tears, and asked coldly, "what's the matter? Has your schoolboy been scolded?"

Mu Xichen was speechless for a moment. He knew that his sister had been the apple of her eyes since childhood, and couldn't stand the slightest grievance.

Just now, the frivolous appearance of the third prince Meng Lang must have frightened his sister, but in the face of the prince, he certainly can't say so. If people know that the prime minister's daughter actually disguised as a man and sneaked into the palace, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"It's the third prince who bullies people!" Meng Duoduo said as soon as she saw that Mu Xichen was still pondering.

She had long disliked the three princes with evil faces and frivolous eyes, and thought that the crown prince would kill the rogue's authority.

"Oh?" xuanyuanmo's eyebrows tightened more, turned to xuanyuanyou, and warned in a low voice: "brother Sanhuang, don't forget what my father taught us on weekdays."

"I see, Emperor brother." xuanyuanmo rolled his eyes and answered reluctantly.

At this moment, Mu Xiaomi cried more and more. He couldn't help crying. Just now, he still tried to hold back his tears carefully. Now he just cried loudly.

Mu Xichen felt embarrassed when she looked at her sister, whose tears were flooding like a levee burst. He really regretted listening to the little girl's whimsical words and taking them into the palace regardless of the consequences.

He has always been rational and calm. It's the first time he made such a wrong decision. He's just dizzy!

Meng Duoduo didn't expect that Xiaomi would be so charming and willful. She was silly for a moment. She didn't know what to do?

Xuanyuanmo was also surprised by the schoolboy who ignored everything around him and cried wantonly. He raised his hand and patted Xiaomi on the shoulder: "well, don't cry anymore. Later, the king will reward you with some silver."

"I don't want silver!" Mu Xiaomi twisted and threw off xuanyuanmo's hand impolitely.

She cried with great interest. She had already forgotten where she was at this time, and her identity was just a little schoolboy beside her brother.

"You! Don't hurry! Thank the prince for his kindness!" Mu Xichen was really anxious and shouted at Xiaomi.

He was afraid that his little sister, who had been favored since childhood, would break out at all times, and it would make a big noise.

Hearing his brother's stern roar, Mu Xiaomi suddenly woke up. He quickly rubbed his tears and said to xuanyuanmo, "thank you for your reward."

Looking at Mu Xiaomi's pitiful little face with wet tears, xuanyuanmo's heart moved slightly, and suddenly felt a little distressed for this seemingly thin and fragile little bookboy for no reason.

The scene of the Royal Academy passed without danger. Mu Xichen still had affairs to deal with in the palace. There was no doubt that several attendants were arranged to escort the two girls home.

On the way back to the prime minister's residence, the two girls were no longer as excited and lively as when they came, and both became droopy and listless.

In particular, Mu Xiaomi, a pair of beautiful and clear big eyes, is still red now. He can't help complaining to Meng Duoduo and won't go to that place again.

Meng Duoduo is actually quite interested in the palace. She didn't play well when she came in such a hurry today. To tell you the truth, I haven't even seen the Jinluan palace where the emperor discussed with his ministers in the early days.

So, her heart is not without regret, thinking to herself, if only she had a chance to do it again in the future.

However, in the current situation, she certainly can't say so frankly to Mu Xiaomi, an ancient Miss Jiao whose heart has just been hurt by 10000 points. She can only comfort Xiaomi and tell jokes to make her happy.

They still didn't take the bus and talked while walking.

When she was about to return to the prime minister's residence, Meng Duoduo inadvertently turned her eyes and suddenly found that there seemed to be more than one fortune teller's house she had never seen before in an insignificant corner of the street.

It is reasonable to say that in the noisy and bustling streets of the capital, it is not enough to add a small shop, which can not attract anyone's attention at all.

However, to Meng Duoduo's shock and great surprise, this humble fortune teller has a very frightening Name: the 21st century fortune teller.

God! The 21st century! This should be the common vocabulary of the time I came from!

How can the shops here have such a cutting-edge and progressive name? Is there a new human from modern times like me in this distant time and space thousands of years ago?

Meng Duoduo's heart jumped heavily at the thought of this. She couldn't believe what she saw. She blinked again and stared at the store name carefully several times.