Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Sister Su Ying, do you know Prince Jing? Others say he's bad. Why do you want to speak for him?" Meng Xiaoxiao was surprised.

"I... used to know each other." Su Ying smiled bitterly again. Her expression flashed across a trance, and then gently held Meng Xiaoxiao's hand: "Xiaoxiao, he's really not a bad man. I came to tell you today that you two are a good couple. You can help him and don't have to do such stupid things as running away from marriage."

"I help him?" Meng Xiaoxiao stared, feeling that Su Ying's words were completely upside down.

"Xiaoxiao, I don't know how to tell you, but marrying him is not as terrible as you think." Su Ying sighed.

"Sister Su Ying, if you're here as a lobbyist to persuade me to marry the prince at ease, you don't have to spend more time. Because I've figured it out. Isn't it just to marry someone? It's no big deal. I'll just marry and won't embarrass my parents and the general's house." Meng Xiaoxiao looked at her and said calmly.

Su Ying was a little surprised. She looked at Meng Xiaoxiao carefully to see whether there was anger in her words.

It seems that Meng Xiaoxiao's face is calm and calm, and there is nothing like the charming and willful daughter of the past. Let Su Ying's heart have a strange new feeling: This Xiaoxiao sister seems to be different from before when she comes back.

The night is as cool as water, the curtain hook on the moon, the night wind strikes, and the catkins fall silently.

Meng Xiaoxiao lay on the carved Phoebe bed with two eyes wide open. He couldn't sleep anyway.

Today is the fifth day she crossed into ancient times.

In these days, she has gradually become familiar with every corner of the general's house and every family member in ancient times. However, he never had a chance to step out of the gate of the general's house.

General Meng really did what he said. Since Meng Xiaoxiao came back, the front and back doors of the general's house have all been guarded by heavy guards. Afraid that she couldn't figure it out, she ran out secretly.

Although Meng Xiaoxiao has repeatedly stated that she has decided to marry at ease and will never escape marriage again. If she goes out, she just wants to stroll around at will.

However, general Meng was not moved at all. When he heard that Meng Xiaoxiao was going out of the house, he gave a cold drink: "when you marry King Jing's house, you can go wherever you want. Now, absolutely not!"

Since she couldn't sleep over and over, Meng Xiaoxiao simply stopped sleeping. She got out of bed and walked into the yard.

Looking at the new moon in the dark night, the waterside pavilions are in a shadow. Meng Xiaoxiao thought of the ups and downs and was filled with emotion.

Her fate is so strange that she has changed from a modern middle school girl to an ancient daughter. What will happen in the future? Her heart was at a loss.

"Xiaoxiao, it's really you. You're back!" suddenly I heard a low and surprised voice.

When Meng Xiaoxiao hasn't reacted yet, she has been held in her arms by a pair of powerful arms.

The man hugged her tightly, put his lips on her cheek and said eagerly in her ear, "Xiaoxiao, forgive me. I didn't mean to break my appointment that day..."

Meng Xiaoxiao stood still. I don't know what's going on?

But then the man's action annoyed her. His lips slipped from Meng Xiaoxiao's smooth cheeks, gently landed on her lips, and kissed her carefully and gently.

The lips and tongues of the strange man, with a warm breath, wandered between Meng Xiaoxiao's lips, accompanied by a dreamy murmur: "Xiaoxiao, I'm looking for you every day and thinking of you every day. I'll take you away... Don't marry him..."

What is this? It's inexplicable!

Last time I was unlucky enough in Yixiang courtyard. My first kiss was unprepared and plundered by a dissolute playboy. Is it necessary to repeat the bridge of that day today?

Meng Xiaoxiao suffocated for a few seconds, and immediately an anger "Teng" rushed to her heart.

In modern times, although she has always been a bad student in the eyes of teachers and students, although some naughty male students have harassed her. However, she has been cold and clean. She has never been in love. She has never held hands with boys.

And now, muddleheaded through the ancient times, so muddleheaded to be kissed again and again! How hateful! Who can bear it!

Like a conditioned reflex, Meng Xiaoxiao pushed away the man who hugged him. Without thinking about it, he took out his hand and slapped the man in the face: "who are you? Don't go too far!"