Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

The attendant took out a silver ticket from his body, handed it to the fat shopkeeper, and said, "we can take him away."

"Of course, of course, sir, please walk slowly and welcome to come again." the fat shopkeeper immediately changed his smiling charitable face and bowed to see off the guests.

Mu Xiaomi obediently followed the two men out. First of all, he sincerely thanked them: "thank you, otherwise I don't know what to do today. It's really strange that I can't find my wallet when I put it in my bag."

The childe looked at Mu Xiaomi indifferently. Obviously, he didn't want to hear her mention it again. He said indifferently: "aren't you the little bookboy in the prime minister Mu's family? Why did you come to Huangzhou?"

"Ah? Do you know me?" Mu Xiaomi was startled, looked carefully at the awe inspiring young master in front of him again, and subconsciously asked, "are you the prince xuanyuanmo?"

"Bold! How dare you shout the prince's name!" the attendant next to him immediately whispered.

My God? I'm really afraid of meeting ghosts.

Mu Xiaomi kept complaining in his heart. His beautiful little face had long become a bitter gourd. No wonder I felt deja vu when I saw him just now. It turned out that he was really Prince xuanyuanmo.

Xuanyuanmo looked down at the slender little bookboy in front of her, and took a panoramic view of the instantaneous changes in her expression.

This rare drought happened in Huangzhou in a hundred years. Xuanyuanmo was ordered by his father to take a look. When he was preparing to return to the capital to recover his life, he accidentally met the bookboy in the prime minister's house. When he heard the noise in the restaurant just now, he recognized at a glance that this was Mu Xichen, the particularly crying schoolboy.

Mu Xiaomi racked his brains to think about countermeasures and stammered, "I, my family... By the way, I'm not a bookboy in the prime minister's house now."

"Did you quit your job because you were crying?" xuanyuanmo felt funny and asked slightly jokingly.

"Yes, yes, I can't do good things. I always make mistakes, so I was fired." Mu Xiaomi nodded repeatedly, just trying to get away quickly, and then said: "thank you for your help today. I will remember the great kindness of the prince, and I will return the money in full in the future."

Then she turned and wanted to leave.

"I can take you back to Mu's house. Mu's family has always been kind-hearted and will take you in again." somehow, xuanyuanmo has an inexplicable concern for this weak little bookboy, perhaps because she is too thin and easy to cry. She is pathetic.

"No, no, no... I won't go back to the prime minister's house." Mu Xiaomi was shocked and hurriedly refused: "thank you, Prince, but don't send me back to the prime minister's house."

Seeing that she resisted returning to the prime minister's residence so much, xuanyuanmo was surprised. It seemed that the Muxiang family didn't seem to be the one who would wrong their servants too much. Why was the little bookboy so afraid to go back?

"Where are you going now?" he asked lightly after a little meditation.

"I don't know." Mu Xiaomi replied dejected. She really lost her opinion.

When she came out, she was full of confidence because she carried a lot of silver. Now she is penniless. She doesn't know where to go except not returning to the prime minister's house. Do you want to beg along the road and sleep on the street? God, she can't even think about it.

Xuanyuanmo didn't ask any more. He said in a deep voice to his entourage, "Han Qi, go prepare the carriage and take her back to the palace with us first."

"Yes." Han Qi answered.

"Ah! No! I won't go to the palace either." Mu Xiaomi suddenly uttered a startled cry.

Yes, she took great pains to escape marriage just to avoid the palace? Now she will be taken back to the palace by the man who is supposed to be her husband. Alas, it's really fate that makes people. People are not as good as heaven.

"What's your name? Don't worry, you're so thin. I'll ask them not to arrange you to do too heavy things." looking at Mu Xiaomi's panic, xuanyuanmo was both angry and funny. He misunderstood the meaning of Mu Xiaomi's scream and softened his tone.

At this time, Han Qi had driven the carriage and stopped steadily in front of them. Xuanyuanmo took the lead in getting on the car and said to Mu Xiaomi standing on one side: "you also sit up with the king."

"Thank the prince for his kindness. I won't go." Mu Xiaomi shook his head and said.

Xuanyuan Mo wrung his eyebrows without concealment and spit out two words coldly again: "get on the bus."

The tone is not high or low, not slow, but it is like a command, with a strong force that can't be resisted.

Mu Xiaomi still wants to refuse, and I don't know how to say it better? He could not help but look at xuanyuanmo with entanglement and embarrassment.

Xuanyuanmo said coldly, "what? Do you want me to automatically pull you on the bus?"

Oh, that's all. It's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster. You can't avoid it. Everything depends on fate!

Thinking that he was really desperate now, Mu Xiaomi gritted his teeth and got into the carriage. He thought to himself: go step by step. Anyway, when he arrived at the palace, he didn't have to sleep on the street for the time being.

Days are like rushing water. In the twinkling of an eye, in August, there is a depressing atmosphere in the prime minister's residence in the capital.

For such a long time, although Prime Minister Mu and Mu Xichen kept sending people to search everywhere, there was still no news from miss.

Externally, we have to hide everything tightly, and we can't reveal that Miss Mu is missing. If it is said that Qianjin, who went to the prime minister's residence, left home to resist his marriage with the crown prince and has not returned yet, how will the servants laugh at him, the dignified Prime Minister of the current dynasty that day.

The royal bride price had already been sent to the shogunate in jubilation. It was only waiting for Miss Ying to enter the palace on the ninth day of September to complete her grand wedding to the crown prince.

Mupincheng kept pacing in his study, from east to west, and from west to East. Thinking of this terrible thing that left him helpless, he couldn't help but sigh again.

Since the young lady left, Mrs. Mu has washed her face with tears almost every day. For a moment, she scolded Xiaomi for not understanding her parents' pains, and for a moment, she was worried that Xiaomi would suffer outside.

At the moment, looking at the lady sitting next to her, who began to cry again, she frowned, suddenly made up her mind, and said, "at present, there is only one way."

"What way?" Mrs. Mu stopped crying and asked with red eyes, "Sir, have you figured out a way to find Xiaomi?"

"Your daughter is not sensible, and the Mu family is about to face a great disaster. How can I have that leisure mind?" master Mu roared angrily and said decisively: "my way is to let blossoms replace millet to get married."

"Ah?" the lady opened her mouth in amazement and panicked for a moment: "Sir, you should think twice. This is a great crime of deceiving the king."