Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Don't touch me!" Meng Xiaoxiao shouted and kicked out recklessly, hitting Xiao Moxuan's calf.

"Do you know martial arts?" Xiao Moxuan's eyes were cold, flashed a surprised light, and immediately smiled coldly: "so, it's more interesting."

The whole court knew that although general Meng himself was a general, he was most bothered by women practicing martial arts. He believes that girls should be dignified and elegant, gentle and graceful, and never dance guns, stick and fight like boys.

Therefore, he never allowed his only daughter to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, needlework and embroidery, and she was not allowed to touch anything about martial arts at all.

Now, Meng Xiaoxiao's kick to Xiao Moxuan obviously has some skills. Where is it like a weak lady?

"No!" Meng Xiaoxiao spit out two words from his mouth, but he was a little proud: he didn't practice Taekwondo in vain in his childhood. It should still be enough to deal with a disciple like you.

However, her secret complacency did not last for a minute, and was immediately replaced by a great panic.

Because her whole body had been picked up by Xiao Moxuan and thrown heavily on the wide bed.

"What are you going to do?" Meng Xiaoxiao forced himself to spit out a few words calmly, and his mind turned like a wheel spinning: ouch, you can't avoid the first day of junior high school, but the 15th day of junior high school. Are you really going to be raped by this hateful man tonight?

So lost to an ancient man without feelings? Speaking of it, she and Xiao Moxuan have officially married. Xiao Moxuan wants to do this completely reasonable, but... No! no way! A scholar prefers death to humiliation! You must not wait to die!

"A spring night is worth thousands of gold. What do you say the king wants to do? Dear princess, don't you think your performance tonight has been stupid? If you continue to be so unintelligent, the king will tie your hands and feet. It's a bad taste." Xiao Moxuan said slowly, approached Meng Xiaoxiao, and touched her smooth cheek with his fingers.

He looked down at Meng Xiaoxiao, with a dazzling smile on his handsome face and a very gentle expression.

But Meng Xiaoxiao didn't know if it was her own illusion. She caught a strange and disgusting look in Xiao Moxuan's eyes.

Yes, it's disgust.

Meng Xiaoxiao's heart was shocked again: this man, he clearly did not love Meng Xiaoxiao at all. Not only did he not love Meng Xiaoxiao, he should still hate her. However, he insisted on marrying her. Why?

"Lord, wait a minute, will you? I have something to discuss with you." Meng Xiaoxiao pushed away Xiao Moxuan's hand on his face and sat up.

Xiao Moxuan frowned slightly. The woman looked weak and delicate, but she didn't seem to be a general trouble and stubborn. Is he really interested in her? Of course not! He doesn't like her, let alone want her! He married her just to destroy her.

At the moment, another woman's face clearly appeared in front of Xiao Moxuan. That face, beautiful and melancholy, seemed to stare at him quietly not far away, making his heart colic immediately

"You tell me." Xiao Moxuan said coldly, holding his mind drifting farther and farther away.

"Lord, you don't know. In fact, my body... Has a disease. This disease is very frightening. I look no different from ordinary people on weekdays, but I haven't stopped taking medicine. The disease is highly contagious. If the Lord is close to me, it will be passed on to the Lord, so... Please don't......" Meng Xiaoxiao racked his brains and said, his voice getting smaller and smaller, She couldn't go on.

"Don't want anything first?" Xiao Moxuan asked solemnly.

"Don't go to the bridal chamber first!" Meng Xiaoxiao blurted out, hoping to punch him on his smiling face.

"Oh? I don't know what's wrong with the princess? It's so serious that it really hurts the king." Xiao Moxuan said with fake exclamation and added: "it seems that the first imperial doctor in the court, doctor Xiao Taiyi, will be invited to show the princess tomorrow."

"My illness is called... AIDS. No one has ever seen it. You must not call it a doctor. Before, it was a prescription for a Buddhist monk to prescribe to me. It only kept me going to take medicine. Maybe one day it would heal." Meng Xiaoxiao believed that he had heard of AIDS thousands of years ago and took the name for the time being.

"If the king is not afraid of being infected by you?" Xiao Moxuan, with a glance of ridicule on his face, bent his face close to Meng Xiaoxiao: "the princess was born with national beauty and natural fragrance, which really moved the king."

"Lord, that disease is really terrible. Please think twice!" Meng Xiaoxiao jumped from bed to the ground and said in a panic: "anyway, the Lord has married a new concubine today. The Lord can go to his concubine every day. As long as the Lord doesn't touch me first, I can promise him anything else!"

This sentence obviously aroused Xiao Moxuan's interest. He got up and walked to Meng Xiaoxiao's face. His eyes were shining like a cat looking at a mouse he had caught. The smile on his lips deepened: "what the princess said is true?"

"Of course." Meng Xiaoxiao nodded firmly. As long as she could not be insulted by the hateful man in front of her, she was willing to promise him anything.

"Very good, Meng Xiaoxiao." Xiao Moxuan stopped the casual smile on his face, and his eyes showed a cold light: "The king will not touch you, but from now on, you must firmly remember your identity. Outside, you are the princess of King Jing's residence, and inside, you are a slave under the command of the king. You want to live like those servants who do rough and heavy work, and you are no longer a golden lady who lives in dignity. The king says one, you can't say two, and you can't complain. Can you do this?"

Meng Xiaoxiao was stunned. She didn't expect that Prince Jing would be abnormal to this extent.

If King Jing's residence is so big, where would it lack a slave worker? He asked Meng Xiaoxiao to make trouble for her.

However, Meng Xiaoxiao said that first. In order to avoid a blind date with his skin, she took the initiative to say that she was willing to promise him anything as long as he didn't touch her.

Now, Xiao Moxuan's condition is to let her be called the princess, actually a servant of the palace.

Thanks to him! What's his basic intention? Teasing her? Humiliating her? Or the Playboy's whim? Meng Xiaoxiao can't guess, but after a moment of contact tonight, she has deeply understood Xiao Moxuan's eccentricity.