Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

With a heavy heart, Xiao Moxuan returned to King Jing's residence. For the first time, Xiao Moxuan did not directly go to ziyuyuan to find Meng Xiaoxiao, but came to the study first.

Sitting in the study and thinking for a moment, Xiao Moxuan called Xiao Fei.

"Lord, what's the matter?" Xiao Fei saw that the LORD looked wrong when he came out of the palace. He didn't dare to ask more. At this time, he couldn't help asking.

"Xiao Fei, you should find some more capable people to protect the princess secretly. If the princess wants to go out in the future, follow her closely at any time. Where she goes and who she contacts, and report to me immediately when she comes back. Also, protect the princess every step of the way. There can be no negligence." Xiao Moxuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes, my subordinates will arrange it now." Xiao Fei promised, and his heart was clear at the moment. Yes, I should have thought of it for a long time. The prince's abnormal expression can only be related to the princess. There will be nothing else.

Xiao Fei went out. Xiao Moxuan still sat silently in his study and plunged himself into boundless meditation.

After sitting for a long time, he got up, rubbed his dizzy forehead and went out of the door.

He still wants to see Meng Xiaoxiao.

Although her action this time was like a blow to the head, it gave him a heavy and cruel blow. But can he blame her? Can he never see her and ignore her? Of course not. He can't do it, and he can't bear it.

Xiaoxiao is not only his wife, but also the woman he deeply loves now. He doesn't want to be cruel to her at all.

Forgive her, as if she had been capricious in order to revenge her coldness before, as if she had been a fool for a moment.

Yes, Xiaoxiao is so kind and simple. She won't really want to harm herself

Xiao Moxuan squeezed his fists and sighed at the bottom of her heart. But who was her heart thinking of? She is his wife. If she still hangs someone else, it is not allowed, never allowed!

Thinking in his mind, Xiao Moxuan stepped into the yard of ziyuyuan.

Meng Xiaoxiao and zhi'er were kicking chicken feather shuttlecock in the yard. When they saw Xiao Moxuan coming in, they stopped. Zhi'er shouted to the Lord, so they avoided the house first.

Xiao Moxuan walked up to Meng Xiaoxiao and looked at her deeply.

The red face exudes fine beads of sweat because of the movement, a few strands of black hair stick to the forehead, and the dark and bright eyes are like two Wang of pure spring water

She is so young, so pure, so lovable, how can he bear to blame her?

Forget it, don't mention it. As long as she doesn't hurt her heart in the future, be more tolerant to her. Who wants to love her so much?

"Lord, why are you looking at me like that?" Meng Xiaoxiao was uncomfortable with his penetrating eyes and asked with a pursed lips.

"Xiaoxiao, go out with me for a while." Xiao Moxuan sighed imperceptibly and said in a low voice.

"Oh, OK." Meng Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned and agreed.

Xiao Moxuan's expression today is obviously different from that in the past. He lacks the banter of the past and has a bit more unspeakable seriousness and depth. What's the matter?

The two walked out of the purple jade garden together and walked slowly to the garden along the path full of flowers in the palace.

Along the way, Xiao Moxuan was very silent. Moreover, he did not hold Meng Xiaoxiao's hand or hug her affectionately in his arms, as he did when walking with Meng Xiaoxiao.

After walking in silence for a while, Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask, "what's the matter, prince? Why haven't you been talking?"

Xiao Moxuan looked down as like as two peas, and said slowly, "today, on the court, the prince's drought relief plan is exactly the same as mine."

"Ah, Lord..." Meng Xiaoxiao's face changed suddenly, and his palm was cold.

Or did it happen? How did this happen? Why did the prince come up with the prince's plan intact? In this way, didn't she completely expose what she had done?

What should I do? Do you want to confess? Or refuse to admit it?

In Meng Xiaoxiao's mind, thousands of bad thoughts suddenly turned, and his ruddy cheeks suddenly lost their blood color and became as white as paper.

"Xiaoxiao, I won't blame you." Xiao Moxuan sighed low and inaudible, took her cold little hand and gently hugged her in his arms: "don't be afraid, you can say nothing."

"Lord, I......" Meng Xiaoxiao moved his lips, but he didn't know how to say it. Suddenly he felt so weak.

"I said, you can say nothing. Xiaoxiao, let's sit here for a while." Xiao Moxuan said gently and led Meng Xiaoxiao to the lawn of the garden to sit down.

The garden in spring is colorful, fragrant and beautiful, and the spring is bright.

However, in Meng Xiaoxiao's heart, it seemed as if a light rain had suddenly fallen, cold and wet, which was incompatible with the gorgeous scenery around him.

Xiao Moxuan took her shoulder and hugged her into his generous chest. Meng Xiaoxiao's dejected appearance made him feel distressed.

"Lord, I didn't mean to think so. I thought... It wasn't a big deal. I didn't expect..." he leaned quietly in his arms for a while. Meng Xiaoxiao sat up and hesitated.

She has no spy potential at all. Even if she wants to explain, she is incoherent and stammering.

"It's really not a big deal, Xiaoxiao. I really don't blame you." Xiao Moxuan said calmly.

Meng Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment and asked softly, "the Grand Prince talked about your plan today. What happened later? What happened later?"

"Later, the emperor praised him for his good speech and handed over the drought relief work in the north to him." Xiao Moxuan said faintly.

"What about you? What did the emperor say about you?" Meng Xiaoxiao asked again.

"I didn't say anything. The emperor was naturally very dissatisfied." Xiao Moxuan smiled at himself and looked far ahead.

"I'm sorry... Lord." Meng Xiaoxiao whispered for a long time.

"What do you think you're sorry for me?" Xiao Moxuan turned his head. His black eyes were like a burning torch, staring at her face tightly.

"I... I think it has affected your future... Maybe the emperor has a bad impression of you." Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but lower his eyes and didn't dare to look at him with sharp eyes.

"Oh, that's what you feel guilty about?" Xiao Moxuan ironically bent his lips, and there was an audible coldness in his tone: "Xiaoxiao, my future has no impact, and these are not important. What I care about is what's going on in your heart?"