Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Meng Xiaoxiao cursed Xiao Moxuan heartily, so as to disperse the extreme discomfort brought by hunger.

However, Xiao Moxuan seemed to be able to hear those words in her heart. Eating, she suddenly turned her head. Her dark eyes closely reflected her resentful eyes: "stupid woman, don't scold the king in your heart! It's not good for you!"

"Er... I didn't scold you. I was just thinking, when can the Lord and Mrs. Qingqing finish this breakfast?" Meng Xiaoxiao looked at Xiao Moxuan in amazement and bowed his head with a guilty conscience.

She did scold him just now, but how did he know? Does he have the super power of insight into people's hearts? It seems that this strange Prince of playfulness is actually very smart, but his mind doesn't use the right way.

"Hehe, how long does it take me to eat a meal? Can you be a slave? As long as I like, it's not impossible to eat until the sun sets." Xiao Moxuan said leisurely, very satisfied that he saw a bitter melon expression on Meng Xiaoxiao's face at the moment.

"Ah? Lord... If you really want to eat for so long, can you let me go to the kitchen to eat something before serving you and Mrs. Qingqing? I'm really hungry." Meng Xiaoxiao said with a bitter face and secretly swallowed his saliva while looking at so many delicious food on the table.

She is a 16-year-old girl. If she just went to high school in modern times, she really can't stand the taste of starvation.

"No!" Xiao Moxuan simply refused, and then said, "Meng Xiaoxiao, you will take care of the king's food and daily life in the palace. You can't leave without talking!"

Looking at the girl who frowned and bared her eyes, Xiao Moxuan was in a good mood.

This stubborn girl is real without any affectation. No girl in a big family would hang her greedy appearance on her face so straight and white, with a trace of grievance.

Xiao Moxuan suddenly felt that he treated her not only because she was the daughter of the Meng family, but also because he could find other fun.

Meng Xiaoxiao certainly didn't know what Xiao Moxuan was thinking. She thought that he might really linger for a whole day, and she couldn't leave before he finished eating. Her heart kept complaining and her face was even more sad.

At this time, Xiao Moxuan turned and asked the beauty around him, "Qingqing, have you eaten yet?"

When he spoke to Qingqing, his eyes were gentle and his tone was gentle. He had two different faces from Meng Xiaoxiao.

Meng Xiaoxiao really admired his previously indifferent face for adjusting such a tender expression, as if the person who spoke coldly was not him.

It seems that he really hates himself to the point that he is much better to any other person than himself.

But, in that case, why must he marry himself? If only he hadn't married himself. So now, I've already had enough to eat in the general's house. I can also play coquettish in front of my mother, or play the piano and draw pictures, or have tea and chat with sister Su Ying. How happy

"Go back to the Lord, Qingqing is ready to eat." Qingqing replied softly.

"Qingqing, I'm going to visit the emperor in the palace today. I may come back very late. If you're bored, let Chunxue go out with you and buy whatever you want." Xiao Moxuan said gently.

"Thank you for your consideration, but Qingqing doesn't want to go anywhere. She just wants to wait for the Lord to come back safely in the palace." Qingqing said softly, and her charming face was more charming.

"Well, that Qingqing is at home obediently. I will see you as soon as I come back." Xiao Moxuan spoiled and pinched her crimson cheek.

Meng Xiaoxiao looked at Xiao Moxuan and Qingqing, talking and laughing with each other, showing the sweetness of love between his eyebrows and eyes. Her heart suddenly gave birth to a trace of inexplicable melancholy, and even a little envious of the warm picture of two people.

when? Can she also meet such a person who is good to herself and loves her?

In the past, in modern times, like every girl in love, Meng Xiaoxiao fantasized about his future prince charming countless times.

But now that we have passed through the ancient times and married people in a hurry, this beautiful dream is more and more distant from ourselves.

Perhaps, in her life, she has no chance to experience a vigorous love

Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't help sighing.

Unexpectedly, even such a slight reaction could not escape Xiao Moxuan's sharp eyes. His cold eyes fell on her: "Meng Xiaoxiao, what are you dissatisfied with?"

"No! How dare I be dissatisfied with the Lord? I'm just worried that I'll be hungry." Meng Xiaoxiao said quickly. It's strange that Xiao Moxuan is flirting with Qingqing, but why can he always pay attention to his every move?

"Tidy up here. You can go to the kitchen to eat, prepare, and go to the palace with the king to meet the emperor and the empress." Xiao Moxuan said without any expression, got up and said to Qingqing, "let's go and send you back to Cuizhu garden."

"Lord, do you really want to take me to the palace?" seeing that they had finally finished eating, Meng Xiaoxiao was happy and heard that Xiao Moxuan asked her to follow her to the palace. For a moment, he was more excited and couldn't believe his ears.

In the past, Meng Xiaoxiao only saw the Imperial Palace in movies and TV dramas. Now she has the opportunity to go to the ancient palace thousands of years ago. She is really excited.

A 16-year-old girl, even if her usual temperament is no longer indifferent, at the moment, because of this unexpected surprise, she can't help showing her child like joy, and even forget the pain of hunger for the time being.

"Do you think the king wants to take you? It's just that the holy order is difficult to break." Xiao Moxuan looked at Meng Xiaoxiao's shining face with cynicism and said mercilessly: "don't use your stupid face to face the king. Hurry up. Uncle Huang wants to see you. If you let the king choose himself, the king would rather go with Qingqing."

Then he walked away with Qingqing in his arms.

Meng Xiaoxiao was in a good mood just because she was going to the palace. She was choked by Xiao Moxuan's cold and ruthless words. She couldn't help thinking angrily: Xiao Moxuan, where did I offend you? Do you have to be so sarcastic about me? It's really sick!

Anger returned to anger. She neatly cleared the table and brought a broom to sweep the floor of the hall clean.

Doing these things is a piece of cake for Meng Xiaoxiao, who often does housework in modern times. So she did it easily and didn't feel tired or embarrassed at all.