Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

I haven't seen him for nearly a year. After the baptism of the battle, he has really become more heroic. Mencius Luo, dressed in military uniform, although his face was slightly tired because of the long journey, he still looked heroic and powerful.

To tell the truth, seeing the scene of Meng ziluo and Su Ying meeting, she was also happy with them.

It can be seen that there is only one Su Ying in her brother's eyes and heart, and the others have no chance to get in again.

However, the frustration and gloom on Hongxiang's face also made Meng Xiaoxiao have some sympathy for this unfamiliar girl.

She thought that she only blamed her mother for making her own decisions. It would be best if she could help the girl find a suitable family in the future.

Meng ziluo and Su Ying returned to the room together. Meng ziluo first spread the big cloth bag on the table and opened it. It turned out to be the fur of various animals.

"Zi Luo, where did this come from?" Su Ying asked in surprise.

"It's deserted, but there's a deep mountain and dense forest over there, which is a good place for hunting. When the war was not tight, I took time to hunt twice. I hunted a lot of animals and left their fur." Meng ziluo said, taking out the fur one by one: "You're afraid of the cold. This silver fox skin just makes you a jacket. This deer skin makes you double deer skin boots. This is rabbit skin. It's made into gloves to warm your hands in winter. These two are sable. I passed through my head when I shot arrows. I didn't hurt them. The skin is still good. I can make you a cloak..."

"Ziluo, there are so many clothes. Where can I finish? Give some to my mother and Xiaoxiao..." Su Ying's throat was hot and her voice choked.

"There are also some raccoon dog skins, which I keep for my mother and Xiaoxiao. They are not as afraid of the cold as you, nor do they like to wear these." Mencius Luo hugged her shoulder and asked softly, "Su Ying, do you like it?"

"Yes, of course..." Su Ying nodded again and again, and her tears couldn't help falling down again.

"Then don't cry." Mencius Luo took her face and gently wiped the tears on her cheek with his fingers: "Su Ying, you know? I'm there. I miss you every night. I dream every day, and it's you in my dream."

"I know, I know, ziluo, I miss you too." Su Ying rushed into Meng ziluo's arms, and tears surged out more violently.

"Didn't I come back? Su Ying, don't cry, I'll never leave you again." Mencius Luo lovingly kissed her tears. The more she kissed Su Ying, the more she cried.

"What's the matter? Su Ying, you're crying my heart out." Meng ziluo said.

"Zi Luo, I just miss you so much. I'm glad to see you." Su Ying sobbed.

At this time, it's not too much to say that Su Ying's mood is like a pot of delicious food.

Excitement, joy, shame, remorse, guilt, grievance... These fluctuating emotions, like several big stones that can't be removed, weigh heavily on Su Ying's heart.

Maybe only crying can let her vent temporarily.