Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Meng ziluo has forgotten that the women under him are so delicate and helpless that they need his pity and care.

He only knows that she belongs to him and she can only belong to him! And in her heart, there has always been another man! She married him not because she loved him, but because she had no choice but to succumb to fate. Although Meng ziluo knew all this, he was never willing to admit it.

As long as he thought that Su Ying loved other men, Meng ziluo felt unbearable and almost exploded.

The only thing he can do is to make both people more painful. He left his mark on her violently

It seems that only in this way can his restless heart settle down temporarily and make him feel that Su Ying really belongs to him.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night wind is cool. Quiet night, everything is quiet

Meng Xiaoxiao stays in the general's house honestly. He plays the piano, paints, chants poetry and enjoys strong family love every day.

This kind of life is much easier and happier than her in modern times.

However, she was finally married by the emperor and wanted to leave this warm home and marry the notorious romantic Lord Xiao Moxuan.

These, Meng Xiaoxiao, the daughter of the new general's palace, who has crossed through the modern society of the 21st century, have been thought out and accepted calmly.

But is she really ready?

Soon, the inevitable day came.

Early in the morning, Meng Xiaoxiao was urged by Gardenia to cry. Several happy looking brides came in and surrounded her, congratulating her and carefully dressing her up.

Meng Xiaoxiao sat there quietly and let them paint and draw on their faces.

She could not help thinking in her heart: I hope this ancient marriage will not be too troublesome.

When everything was ready, several brides pursed their lips and said with a smile, "the maids and maidservants dressed up so many brides, and the miss is the most beautiful. Today, the miss is really like the nine heavenly fairies who have fallen into the world, and people will love it when they see it."

Meng Xiaoxiao disagreed and looked in the mirror at will.

In her best dress, she was much more amazing than before. The bright and eye-catching red, against her beautiful face, did not appear gaudy at all, but made her look more noble.

"Xiao'er..." Mrs. Meng stepped into the door. Her eyes immediately turned red and stopped talking.

Seeing this, several Xi Niang stepped back.

There were only mother and daughter left in the room. Meng Xiaoxiao walked over and held Mrs. Meng intimately: "Mom, don't worry, I'll take good care of myself."

"Xiaoxiao, good daughter, don't worry, you've been smart since childhood..." Mrs. Meng smiled and patted her hand, but she couldn't help crying.

"Then don't cry. Come on, please sit down," Meng Xiaoxiao said.

"There are still many guests to greet outside. I don't want to sit down. I just want to see you." Mrs. Meng sighed gently and told: "Xiaoxiao, after getting married, it's no better than staying at home. Prince Jing... If you have a bad temper, you should be more tolerant. And... He's crazy. Sometimes he plays outside or wants to take a concubine in the future. Don't take it too seriously. Men, three wives and four concubines are very normal. Don't look at your father and mother. You think men all over the world should do this Anyway... He's so ridiculous outside. You're the only one who's his imperial concubine. Just be open. "

Three wives and four concubines? Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't help frowning.

This was something she had never considered before.

Turning to think about it, it would be better if there were more women in Xiao Moxuan, so maybe there would be no god horse energy to bother her. It would be a good thing.

After playing her own jade abacus, she smiled: "even if he marries a hundred concubines, I won't be angry. Hehe, I wish he liked other women a lot, as long as he didn't bother me."

"Xiaoxiao, how can you say that? If you marry him, he will be your husband, your heaven and your land. Don't be too capricious and make king Jing unhappy. I'm afraid that my father and mother can't help you at that time." Mrs. Meng said angrily.

Looking at her daughter's indifferent appearance, she really can't help worrying.

"Well, well, mom, I'll take him as my heaven and my land in the future. He told me to go east and I'll never go west. I'll try my best to please him and show my invincible beauty skills. It's best to fascinate him and never look at other women again." Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't help being coquettish in front of his kind ancient mother.

"Silly girl, you're talking nonsense again. What invincible beauty skill? If your father hears you say so, he must scold you again." Mrs. Meng was infected by her brisk and lively tone, her face was much less sad, and her heart was a little more comfortable: maybe such a clever daughter married, it's not as bad as they worry about it

After sitting in the sedan chair, Meng Xiaoxiao felt that it was not easy to be this ancient bride.

The sedan chair shook and shook rhythmically, bumping and bumping, shaking her drowsy. She didn't expect that the journey from the general's house to King Jing's house would be so far. It seems that she hasn't arrived for a long time.

Tired and tired, Meng Xiaoxiao felt very uncomfortable with the heavy crown on his head.

She closed her eyes and Qing leaned back on the chair of the sedan chair to refresh herself. She thought: it would be better to bring some food with her. Looking at this scene, she doesn't know when she can eat.

Moreover, I don't know what cumbersome rituals are waiting for her in the Jing palace. In short, the marriage of a prince, who is so spoiled by the emperor, should not end too easily

Finally, the sedan stopped.

Meng Xiaoxiao heard the sound of gongs and drums, firecrackers, joy and congratulations.

Two brides helped her down from the sedan chair, and gardenia followed her as a dowry servant girl.

Covered with a red veil, Meng Xiaoxiao mechanically let others surround him here and there. It was always noisy around, which made her feel that this royal wedding was like a luxurious farce.

The ceremony was indeed lengthy and cumbersome. Meng Xiaoxiao could not help turning himself into a wooden man. When all forms were finished, she was too tired to fall apart.

When Xi Niang helped her into her new house, she felt a lot quieter in her ears. Meng Xiaoxiao sat down and breathed a sigh of relief. She stretched out her hand to take off the red veil that had covered her all day.