Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Hearing that uncle fan mentioned miss and miss Biao, Mu Xichen's heart ached.

The identity of these two girls has been fully exposed in the imperial palace. What will their fate be in the future? Especially blossoming

Blossoming her, she is about to become the mother of a child.

From now on, she and Prince xuanyuanmo really have that kind of countless ties that are difficult to give up.

The unborn child will become the strongest link between xuanyuanmo and Duoduo in the future.

If blossoming became a mother, what he once hoped, is still hoping, and may always hope, that one day blossoming can leave xuanyuanmo and return to him, there will be no hope.

Besides, can she adapt to the complex and dangerous living environment in the palace in the future?

Blossoming, she is so simple and kind. Can she cope with the endless struggle and strife in the harem life?

And he himself and blossoming, is it really scattered from the front? No chance to get together and stay together forever?

Thousands of lovesickness, thousands of infatuations, up to now, can we really only leave a cavity of sadness and regret?

Mu Xichen couldn't think of it anymore. He suppressed the great torture in his heart and said to Uncle fan with a pale face: "Uncle fan, take care. I'll come back to see you in a few days."

After that, he hurried out of the gate of Mu house and drove back to the palace.

At this moment, he can't think about anything. All he knows is that he wants to find blossoms. He must see her right away!

When Mu Xichen came to the palace of Yonghe hall, xuanyuanrui had just left. Xuanyuanmo also sat in the yard with Meng Duoduo and Mu Xiaomi. The three were chatting noisily.

Seeing Mu Xichen coming, xuanyuanmo couldn't help a burst of surprise.

Because in his impression, muxichen has never been here since he got married.

He stood up and greeted Mu Xichen with a smile: "Xichen, it's rare for you to come. Come and sit here."

Mu Xichen walked over and reluctantly gave him a bitter smile: "prince, I heard that the emperor already knew about the identity exchange between Xiaomi and Duoduo. My father has been demoted to Huzhou. Let me see them."

Xuanyuanmo sighed slightly and said, "yes, this is also a great accident for me. For the moment, he failed to help Mu Xiangye speak. I hope Xichen doesn't blame my father for his decision."

"Prince, don't worry about it. It was my father's fault first." Mu Xichen's face was plain and said frankly, naturally calm: "Let Xiaomi marry you as the crown princess. We all know that once it is found out that it is true, it is a capital crime. The emperor has been very friendly since he did not cure my father's capital crime. We admire the family's kindness to the emperor and should be grateful to Dadu. How can we blame the emperor for demoting my father to Huzhou?"

"Third brother, I'm to blame..." at this time, Mu Xiaomi timidly opened his mouth: "it's because I was too willful before that my family suffered this suffering. I really blame myself."

"It's my fault. I helped you out with the idea of escaping marriage. If I had known that you and the prince... Would have been so lucky, I wouldn't have helped you escape marriage if you said a lot of good words at that time. I'll advise you to marry the prince with peace of mind." Meng Duoduo said with chagrin after her words.

"It's over now. What's the point for you two to say these words again? You two regret that you're dead, and time can't go back and let things start over again." Mu Xichen said, turning to Xuanyuan silently: "prince, I want to talk to them alone, can I?"

"Of course, your brother and sister can talk slowly. I'll go to the study first." xuanyuanmo smiled brightly and raised his feet and left here.

"I just went back to Mu's house." seeing that he had gone far, Mu Xichen turned back and said to the two girls.

"How are dad and mom now? Have you seen them?" Mu Xiaomi asked quickly.

"No, the emperor ordered my father to leave Beijing for duty today. When I went, my father and mother had gone, and uncle fan was the only one left in Mu's house to look after the door." Mu Xichen replied slightly sadly, remembering the desolation in Mu's house just now, and taught him how to be sad without feeling?

"Have my parents gone? Alas, my parents have never been in good health. Now let them go to the wild place far away from the capital. I don't know if my parents can get used to it? Third brother, I really regret......" Mu Xiaomi said, and his eyes turned red.

Watching her tears, she looked like she was going to cry again.

Mu Xichen's heart was suddenly very upset. It seemed that there was an unknown anger, which was burning and expanding rapidly in his chest, and immediately roared out distraught: "Xiaomi, have you had enough! You cry every time. What's the use of crying now and regretting now? Your parents have not been demoted to Huzhou. You still want to think about how best to do things in the future. Don't just know whether to shed your endless tears!"

He was yelled by his brother. Mu Xiaomi was more sad for a time. He just lay down on the stone table and cried loudly.

Meng Duoduo was distressed by her crying and worried about the sudden changes in Mu's family. She whispered to discourage Mu Xichen: "third brother, don't talk about Xiaomi. Xiaomi didn't expect this to happen at first. At that time, she just wanted to pursue her ideal love and ran away from home."

"Pursue your ideal love? Ho." Mu Xichen sarcastically repeated the girl's words and laughed loudly, as if this was the most ridiculous sentence he had ever heard.

Then, he stared at Meng Duoduo and asked, "has she pursued it? Why is she still with the Prince now? Moreover, in order to pursue her ideal love, has she ever thought that she would ruin the ideal love of others?"

"Third brother, don't say any more! Don't you see that Xiaomi is already very sad?" Meng Duoduo pricked his heart and almost burst into tears.

Mu Xichen's words hit the wound at the bottom of her heart that had been hidden for a long time. Whenever you touch it gently, it is a drop of blood pain.

Yes, isn't her ideal love so easily buried?

Just like a weak little flower, it has not fully bloomed, but the strong wind rises suddenly, withers in the cold soil in the twinkling of an eye, and can no longer see the brilliance of the past