Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Unconsciously, Meng Xiaoxiao has left the capital for more than two months. The cold winter passed quietly, the ice and snow melted, the grass grew and the warblers flew, and it was the season of warm flowers in spring.

Her leg injury has completely recovered and she can dance as happily as before.

That night, Xiao Motian invited Meng Xiaoxiao to enjoy the moon in the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

Now they often walk in the mountains and talk about their feelings. Both of them cherish this beautiful and quiet feeling.

The same is true at the moment. Bathed in the melting moonlight, accompanied by bursts of flower fragrance, the cool wind with dew in the middle of the night sneaks into the nose, which is particularly refreshing and pleasant.

Meng Xiaoxiao sighed: "it's really beautiful here. It's a pure natural resort without any pollution. If you live in Kongling mountain for a long time, you will live a long life."

Xiao Motian smiled faintly: "do you want to live here for a long time?"

"I want and don't want to." Meng Xiaoxiao winked playfully and said frankly, "it's good here, but it's good to be away from the crowd. Sometimes I feel too lonely. I don't know how to live these days if you weren't with me."

"If I say, I'm willing to accompany you all the time?" Xiao Motian turned his head and looked at Meng Xiaoxiao. His dark eyes were shining in the moonlight, like the brightest stars in the night sky: "do you think so?"

Meng Xiaoxiao's breath was stifled uncontrollably. She looked at Xiao Motian and her heart jumped wildly, but she couldn't say a word.

"Xiaoxiao." Xiao Motian gently called her name, with gentle persistence in his eyes: "answer me, if you have me, will you still feel lonely?"

His eyes were still soft, but Meng Xiaoxiao could hardly open his eyes.

She felt a little unbearable. She couldn't help dropping her head, and her voice became very low: "if you were with me, of course, I wouldn't be alone. But how could it be..."

Staring deeply at the girl with low eyes in front of her, Xiao Motian could clearly feel her restless heartbeat.

He hesitated for a moment, finally stretched out his arm, gently swept her soft shoulder and let her lean against his arms.

Meng Xiaoxiao shuddered slightly, but did not move. His arms are really warm and steady. She doesn't want to break free.

Neither of them spoke any more, so they sat quietly.

He hugged her gently, and she snuggled gently in his arms, feeling so happy and quiet.

After a long time, Xiao Mo said in a low voice: "in fact... I always have a good impression of you. I feel so happy to see you."

Meng Xiaoxiao didn't speak, but his heart jumped fiercely again.

Is he confessing to her like this?

It's not that I love you, or I can't live without you. In such a simple sentence, I always have a good impression of you

But at the moment, Meng Xiaoxiao sounded better than a thousand warm and hot love words, which could move her heart more than anything.

"Xiaoxiao." Xiao Motian called her again. Her voice was as soft as the amorous moonlight on this spring night.

"Hmm?" Meng Xiaoxiao whispered.

"I want to tell you that I really don't want to be separated from you." Xiao Motian said solemnly.

"Then we won't separate, that's it, never separate..." Meng Xiaoxiao said low.

Xiao Motian sighed with a low, inaudible sigh, hugged her tightly, and his tone suddenly became very difficult: "however, we... Can't do this all the time. Your injury has healed, and you still have to go back to the capital. My father has sent me letters several times to urge me to go back. I just want to tell you today that I'll leave tomorrow."

Meng Xiaoxiao was stunned, raised his head from his arms and asked suspiciously, "tomorrow?"

"Yes, Xiaoxiao, you can't delay any more." Xiao Motian looked at her seriously, with a trace of helpless sadness in his tone: "I'll take you back together. When I get to the capital, I'll go back to the palace, and you'd better go back to the king's Palace, okay?"

"Why did you let me go back to the palace? You know I don't want to go back there." Meng Xiaoxiao was shocked and said excitedly, "prince, if I go back to the capital, I just want to go back to my home. I can't let Xiao Moxuan see me."

"However, you can't avoid King Jing forever. He is your husband anyway." Xiao Motian said faintly. At the same time, he turned away from Meng Xiaoxiao's inquisitive and fierce eyes.

Meng Xiaoxiao was a little stunned, thought for a moment and said, "yes, I should go back and completely solve all this with him."

Xiao Motian stared at the starry night sky in the distance and remained silent.

Meng Xiaoxiao made up his mind at the bottom of his heart and said, "it's really not a thing to hide like this. I'll talk to him this time. Everyone can get together and disperse."

"Xiaoxiao, do you know?" Xiao Motian finally turned his attention to the girl's face, paused, and began with some difficulty: "in fact, I hope you can stay by his side."

"What do you mean?" Meng Xiaoxiao was completely stunned, looked at the beautiful and unfathomable face in the moonlight, hesitated and asked, "don't you like me? Don't you want to be with me?"

"No! Of course I like you and want to be with you." Xiao Motian quickly hugged her and eagerly explained, "Xiaoxiao, you have to believe me. I've never been interested in any girl. You're the first and only one."

"Then why did you let me come back to him?" in that case, Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't understand at all.

"I have difficulties." Xiao Motian whispered four words and said slowly, "I let you go back to him for a while. I'll get you back sooner or later."

"I don't understand..." Meng Xiaoxiao could only utter such a powerless sentence.

"There is a war between me and him." Xiao Motian held her shoulder and looked directly at the girl's clear eyes, as if he had made up his mind: "we are always competing. Whoever wins will be the Supreme Master of Yu country in the future. You know, I am the father's son, I can't lose to him, and I'm not willing to lose to him. So I must win."

Meng Xiaoxiao looked at him steadily, feeling more and more confused and confused in his heart. What she wants is just a pure and free love. Why is it brought together with these?

Xiao Motian let go of her, and his eyes drifted to the distant depths of the night: "King Jing and I were born in the same year, but in my memory, my father has always preferred him more. I was sent out of the capital since I was a child, but he stayed with my father and enjoyed all the scenery and glory, and left him to do all the important things. My father didn't set up a prince for a long time, and many people were very strange, but I knew in my heart that my father wanted to give him the same opportunity 。”