Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"We were born on the same day in the same year. It's not fate." Xiao Molan said boldly.

Thinking of these, Meng Xiaoxiao's heart was a little soft, but he said stubbornly, "anyway, I won't go out with you."

"You're not afraid that I'm not familiar with my life and can't go away?" Xiao Molan raised his voice and looked very angry: "I'm so handsome. What if I'm abducted?"

"Hiss!" Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing, looked up at him and said solemnly, "Xiao Molan, frankly, if you were abducted, I sympathize with the person who abducted you."

"Hey, I say you are a woman. You really don't have the spirit to help others." Xiao Molan pretended to stare angrily, and his lips also rippled a light smile, like thousands of trees and flowers blooming, which was particularly perplexing: "if you laugh, you have to go with me."

"No! I have no intention to go out today!" Meng Xiaoxiao still has a stubborn face.

"OK! I'll go myself!" Xiao Molan bit his teeth and angrily stretched out his hand: "where's my brother's car key?"

"I don't know. He didn't give it to me!" Meng Xiaoxiao told the truth and added kindly: "you can't drive the car with the car key. Uncle Cheng is not at home, and I don't know where the garage door key is."

"You are a fool who doesn't know anything!" Xiao Molan said angrily, turned around and walked out of the door like a whirlwind.

Meng Xiaoxiao knew that he was really annoyed and didn't care. In her eyes, Xiao Molan is a big child who is spoiled by the family and the people around her, has a self willed and overbearing personality, and has not really grown up yet!

She shook her hair indifferently and went upstairs to sleep.

I didn't sleep well last night. I was awakened by Xiao Molan just now. Now that he's gone, he can take another nap at ease, which can be regarded as a nap.

For Meng Xiaoxiao, it's always better to sleep during the day than at night. This sleep, she slept very heavily, and began to dream continuously again.

The scene in the dream became much clearer this time.

She saw herself running forward from a big cave. It was like an ancient war scene. Countless soldiers in different military uniforms were fighting each other. There was a dense collection of cold arrows in the nearby dense forest. The scene was a riot of arrows and flesh and blood.

Suddenly, several sharp arrows came straight at Meng Xiaoxiao's back chest with a whizzing air conditioner. The situation was very critical.

At this critical moment, a vigorous figure rushed out of the cave, flew up and threw her to the ground. And those fierce arrows all shot at his back. The figure immediately counted arrows and bled

"Xiao Lan!" Meng Xiaoxiao shouted and woke up from the nightmare. He was sweating and trembling, as if he had really passed through the line of life and death.

She sat up touching her chest and looked around in shock.

It was quiet and nothing happened. It is still a familiar room and familiar furnishings. She is still in the modern house of Yindu garden. No noise, no war, no death

But as long as she remembered the scene that the figure in her dream rushed to block the deadly arrows for her, her heart was really like being penetrated by thousands of arrows, with severe colic.

As if those arrows had really taken away her closest, most important and most unforgettable bosom friend! Is also a forever confidant!

Meng Xiaoxiao frowned tightly and thought, what's the matter with all this? All she could be sure was that the man who blocked the arrow for her was Xiao Molan, Xiao Moxuan's brother.

Is there really such a distant ancient time and space?

There, she knew not only Xiao Moxuan, but also Xiao Molan.

In addition, in order to save her, Xiao Molan helped her block the fierce and deadly arrows and lost her young and precious life

"Xiaolan, is it really you?" Meng Xiaoxiao murmured to himself, unknowingly, with tears streaming down his face: "you saved me in your last life, so I will always owe you. In this life, I will double my repayment..."

For a moment, Meng Xiaoxiao fell into boundless reverie and sorrow, as if she had forgotten everything around her.

Suddenly, the phone she put by her bed rang.

Meng Xiaoxiao wiped her tears and gently picked up the phone: "hello."

"Xiaoxiao, where are you? Come on, grandma is ill and is being rescued in the hospital!" the sharp and anxious voice of her sister-in-law Bai Jie came over the phone.

"Ah?" Meng Xiaoxiao jumped out of bed and asked anxiously, "what's the matter with grandma? Why is she suddenly ill? Didn't I get well at home two days ago?"

"I can't tell you clearly on the phone. Come here quickly! Your brother is not at home, and I don't know what to do?" Bai Jie said in a tired tone: "now we are in the first hospital in the city."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. I'll come right away." Meng Xiaoxiao said in a hurry, hung up the phone, grabbed his small bag and rushed downstairs. He ran out in a hurry.

At this moment, regardless of her love for money, she waved and stopped a taxi and went straight to the first Central Hospital of the city.

Along the way, Meng Xiaoxiao's heart was full of anxiety and uneasiness, and cold sweat kept seeping from his forehead and palm.

Grandma's health is not good. She has known this for a long time.

But when she came home to live with her grandmother a few days ago, her grandmother looked in good spirits and had a good appetite for food. Now she suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized for first aid. What's the matter?

Moreover, listening to Bai Jie's tone of voice, the situation seems to be very serious. These, have to let Meng Xiaoxiao worry, nervous to the extreme, the mood is heavy

After getting off the bus, Meng Xiaoxiao rushed to the first medical emergency room step by step.

On the bench in the corridor, Bai Jie was sitting there alone. The face, which used to wear delicate makeup, is now full of fatigue and looks a little haggard.

"Sister in law, what's the matter with grandma? What's the matter now?" Meng Xiaoxiao hurried over and asked.

"Well, it's still inside." Bai Jie raised her chin, pointed to the emergency room door with the ceiling light on, sighed slightly and said: "Alas, who knows what's going on? The lunch was just as good as usual. She cooked the meal. Later, when I sat in the living room, I heard her shouting chest tightness and heartache in the room. I ran over and looked scared to death. Grandma was covering her chest in bed. Her face was so white that she couldn't breathe. I was anxious and afraid, so I called 120 first aid Telephone, that's it... "