Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Meng Xiaoxiao was stunned and forgot his heartache and his words.

Xiao Motian looked at her and continued to speak in a low voice: "One mid autumn festival, my father finally came. I was so happy. However, he also took King Jing with him. I envy him for his kindness to King Jing in every word. King Jing was dignified and majestic at that time. Every bodyguard around my father respected him, but I looked at me with pity... At that time, I made up my mind and there was always a chance God, I also want to stand majestically in front of King Jing, surpass him and recapture everything I have been occupied by him. Let everyone know that I am the real master of the palace. "

"Does your mother care about you? The empress, she......" Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't help asking.

"Empress mother?" Xiao Motian took Meng Xiaoxiao's words and looked particularly sad, with a trace of bitter self mockery: "I don't even know what my mother is like. Outsiders thought I was born to the queen, and I thought so when I was a child. But she didn't come here once. I was strange and sad. Once I fell ill again and had a high fever for a long time. I said to the Nanny who has been taking care of me, I think my mother, why didn't she come to see me? The nanny cried , I couldn't help asking again and again. The nanny later told me that the empress was not my biological mother. My mother disappeared after giving birth to me. The empress took me and claimed that I was her child. Maybe there are only the father and the empress who know this secret now. "

"Great prince, your life experience is so poor. Your mother is missing. Haven't you ever thought of looking for her?" Meng Xiaoxiao whispered, filled with deep sympathy for Xiao Motian.

"Xiaoxiao, in a place like the Imperial Palace, what is missing? Don't you understand?" Xiao Motian smiled bitterly, and a slight wet meaning appeared in his black eyes: "how can my mother still be alive? She must have given birth to me..."

"Don't be too sad, Prince..." Meng Xiaoxiao's heart hurt heavily and his arms involuntarily surrounded his body: "I think your mother will bless you in heaven."

Xiao Motian hugged her hard and asked in a deep voice, "Xiaoxiao, will you help me?"

Meng Xiaoxiao lowered his head again, didn't speak, and his heart was in a mess.

"I only have you now." Xiao Motian raised her head gently with his hand and stared at her affectionately and gently: "Xiaoxiao, we slapped before. You promised that I would help me if I had something."

"But..." Meng Xiaoxiao opened his mouth, but felt that it was so difficult to say every word: "I can't hurt people casually... Although he is not good to me, he seems to be very responsible. It's not authentic for me to do so."

"I didn't let you hurt anyone, but just provided me with some of his actions." Xiao Motian hugged her in his arms and said calmly: "It doesn't affect his work, but it can help me ascend the throne in the future. You know, the throne itself should be mine. If it weren't for him, why would I have so many grievances? He's just the nephew of my father's emperor. It's only natural for me to inherit the unification."

"Do you really love me?" after a long silence, Meng Xiaoxiao raised his eyes and looked at him faintly.

"Love, of course I really love you." Xiao Mo sighed for a long time and solemnly promised: "Xiaoxiao, don't you believe me? The only girl I've ever held is you. In this life, I will only love you."

"But I don't understand those state affairs, and I don't know what useful intelligence is?" Meng Xiaoxiao finally said, her heart shaking.

She tried to convince herself that since according to common sense, the eldest prince should inherit the throne, and she didn't want to see him sad, help him.

As long as he doesn't hurt others, it's good for Xiao Moxuan to be his lord

"Xiaoxiao, you are very smart. I know you can do well if you like." Xiao Motian smiled happily on his face and gently told her, "I will give you a hint at that time."

"Well... How can I contact you in the future?" Meng Xiaoxiao bit his lips heavily, his voice dry and weak: "he was so scheming that he didn't let me go out at will before."

"I'll contact you if there's something." Xiao Motian clenched her hand, and her tone became relaxed and comfortable: "moreover, as long as you are kind to him, he won't embarrass you any more, and even he may depend on you. If you want to find me, you can go to Tianshui accord, where you appear, and I'll know soon."

"Hehe, be kind to him? You just want me to be good with him?" Meng Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly. He only felt funny and heartache. What is more ridiculous than hearing a man who said he really loves himself and making himself warm to another man?

"Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry..." Xiao Motian slipped a deep guilt in his eyes and hugged her again: "believe me, this time will not be too long. I won't let you stay with him for too long."

"Go back, I want to sleep." Meng Xiaoxiao sighed softly and stood up.

On the way back, Meng Xiaoxiao never said a word again.

In the evening, she naturally suffered from insomnia. She tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep for a long time.

The figures of Xiao Motian and Xiao Moxuan alternate and overlap in her mind. Meng Xiaoxiao feels guilty when she thinks of going back to spy around Xiao Moxuan and stealing information disgracefully.

However, I can't control myself

Because of the long journey, it was already the evening of the third day when Xiao Motian arrived in the capital with Meng Xiaoxiao.

In this long journey, Meng Xiaoxiao has been preoccupied and seldom speaks. Xiao Motian was also upset. They spent almost the whole way in silence.

At the gate of the capital, Xiao Motian stopped the car and watched Meng Xiaoxiao silently. Deep eyes seem to contain countless words.

"What's the matter?" Meng Xiaoxiao asked.

"Xiaoxiao, I can only come here with you. You can call a car back to the palace." Xiao Motian reluctantly smiled with a slight hoarse voice: "if I take you back, he will doubt."

Meng Xiaoxiao bit his lips and was stunned. He smiled bitterly again: "OK, I'll go back by myself."

With that, she got up and was about to get off, but Xiao Motian gently took her hand.

"Is there anything else?" Meng Xiaoxiao asked, turning his head away from looking at him. He was afraid that he couldn't help it and tears would fall down disobediently.