Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Mu Xiaomi was unconscious for a long time and finally woke up.

Slowly opened her eyes, she saw herself lying in the room of her former home. Xiaocui stood by the bed and looked at her sadly.

Everything familiar and strange in the old boudoir, and the panoramic sadness on Xiaocui's face. Mu Xiaomi quickly recalled the terrible news that made her heartbroken before she was unconscious - her parents and her dearest parents have left her forever and completely and will never come back.

And she didn't even see them for the last time before her parents died.

From then on, she will never have a chance to snuggle up in her mother's arms, act like a spoiled child and be intimate with her mother. She will never have a chance to hear her father's loving and severe scolding

At the thought of this, Mu Xiaomi's heart was like a knife, his chest was tight like a position, and he felt a severe pain. He suddenly jumped down from the bed barefoot: "Dad, mom, where are you? Come back quickly, I miss you, I won't be capricious anymore..."

Crying sadly, she was about to rush out of the house.

"Miss, miss, please lie down for a while. You just woke up and need a good rest. Your shoes haven't been worn yet..." Xiaocui quickly hugged her.

However, Mu Xiaomi, who was on the verge of extreme sadness and collapse, simply couldn't listen to Xiaocui's kind persuasion and forgot that he was still barefoot. She managed to break free. Xiaocui held her arm and rushed frantically to the door. She bumped into xuanyuanmo who came in a hurry.

"Xiaomi, calm down." xuanyuanmo hugged her vigorously and asked anxiously: "where are you going?"

Mu Xiaomi stopped, stared at xuanyuanmo with wide eyes, and looked at him with strange and resistant eyes.

Then she pushed xuanyuanmo away, held her hands tightly, and said coldly, "prince, my parents are dead. It's your father and Emperor. Go, you shouldn't have come!"

"Xiaomi..." xuanyuanmo looked gloomy and stretched out his arm to hug her again.

The girl's pale and haggard cheeks, thin and trembling body, and her bare feet on the cold ground made him feel incomparable heartache.

"Don't touch me!" Mu Xiaomi suddenly took a big step back and avoided him far away.

"OK, I won't touch you, but will you put on your shoes first?" xuanyuanmo reluctantly withdrew his arm and couldn't bear to see her standing on the ground like this.

"I don't care! I don't wear shoes!" said Mu Xiaomi angrily like a willful and unreasonable child.

"Xiaomi, don't do this." Meng Duoduo, who was standing on one side, couldn't see it. He came forward to help her and said kindly, "the prince is kind. Everyone is very sad when his uncle and aunt died, but you can't vent your anger on the prince's head."

"It was his father who killed my parents. If the emperor did not demote my parents to Huzhou, my parents would not die. They would not die..." Mu Xiaomi hugged Meng Duoduo and burst into tears.

Xuanyuanmo was so upset that he clenched his fists sadly. He didn't know how to persuade and comfort the girl who was immersed in great grief?

"Alas, the emperor can't be blamed for this." Meng Duoduo held Mu Xiaomi to the bed and sat down. She put her feet on the bed, covered them with a quilt, sighed and said, "even if it's really because of the Emperor... The prince hasn't done anything wrong. He cares about you so much, don't embarrass him."

Mu Xiaomi bit his lips hard and didn't speak for a moment.

Xuanyuan murmur said in a deep voice, "Xiaomi, I know you are very sad now. I don't blame you for what you do to me. But you know, no matter what the matter is, my father is my father and I am me. I really care about you and your family. I can't bear to look at you like this. It hurts me to see you like this, you know?"

"What's the use of knowing? What's the use of your sincere concern?" Mu Xiaomi raised his head and looked at him sadly with his big foggy eyes, full of sadness and despair: "my parents are dead and they will never come back. Can you change my parents back? Can you?"

"Xiaomi, people can't come back to life after death. Of course, I can't change Mu Xiangye and Mu's wife back to you. However, I am willing to use all my strength in this life to treat you, take care of you all my life, and let the souls of Mu Xiangye and mu's wife rest in heaven." xuanyuanmo went to the bed, lowered his eyes and looked down at her deeply, with sincere voice and color: "Xiaomi, will you promise me? From now on, let me accompany you and take care of you. I won't let you suffer a little injustice."

"Do you think I will promise? Ho, Prince, after this, how can I promise to be with you? When I see you, I will remember how my parents died. I will never be unfilial and throw myself into the arms of a son who killed my parents! You go, between me and you... It's over, it's impossible!" Mu Xiaomi got up and got out of bed, stood coldly in front of xuanyuanmo, finished these words excitedly and mercilessly, and tears filled his face.

Xuanyuanmo's face suddenly changed. Without thinking, he took a step forward and tried to hug her.

But mu Xiaomi coldly pushed open his arm, then raised his hand and pointed to the open door of the room: "you go! The last person I want to see right now is you!"

Xuanyuanmo's heart sank to the bottomless abyss.

It was like a ruthless giant palm that pulled up his whole heart, threw it up heavily, and then fell to the ground again. In an instant, it fell apart.

In this short moment, his complexion changed from green to white, and from white to green. And the pain in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

No one has ever dared to talk to him like this, never! Even his father and empress, his mother, had never driven him past so ruthlessly.

Mu Xiaomi, why should she? Why could she treat him so unkindly?

Is it because he loves her and he loves her from the bottom of his heart that she can ignore his self-esteem and pride and trample on his dignity at will?

Meng Duoduo and the servant girl Xiaocui in the room looked at him with sympathetic eyes.

Looking at the proud and noble prince xuanyuanmo, at this moment, he was like a frosted eggplant, so sad and so lost

There was a sudden silence in the room, and everyone stopped talking. It's so quiet that you can hear a needle falling on the ground clearly, and you can even hear xuanyuanmo's heavy breathing.