Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Everyone knows that the LORD said to let the new princess work in the palace. She is really working here now. It seems that the Lord has no pity for her. When he slowly grasps the Lord's heart, it's only a matter of time before he takes her instead.

Although I think so, due to the lack of time, Qingqing still respects Meng Xiaoxiao in face. But the spring snow didn't know the depth and height. At this time, it put on that complacent look.

Meng Xiaoxiao was not used to Chunxue's successful face. He frowned and said, "you're looking for the Lord. The Lord hasn't come back yet."

The implication is that you can go.

Hearing Meng Xiaoxiao say this, Qingqing looks more embarrassed, but still smiles and says, "I just came by to have a look. Since I met the princess, I also want to have a good chat with the princess. We can be regarded as sisters in the palace."

"Hehe, I'm not used to calling others sister. Qingqing, I don't have time to chat with you now. Don't you see I'm still working?" Meng Xiaoxiao smiled calmly.

"Oh, since the princess is busy, I won't bother. I'll have a good chat with the princess in the future. I'll leave first." Qingqing felt boring. She came here to find Xiao Moxuan, but she was even more disappointed to see that Xiao Moxuan hadn't come back at this time. After saying this, she left with Chunxue.

They left, and Meng Xiaoxiao continued to do his own business.

Xiao Moxuan's residence is too big, and Meng Xiaoxiao has high requirements for herself. She hopes that her labor achievements are perfect. Therefore, she was busy until very late, and then she cleaned up the whole house.

Meng Xiaoxiao smiled with satisfaction as she looked at the room that had become a new look after her hard work.

Although she felt a little tired at the moment, she was still in a good mood.

After all, she returned to the general's house today, and Xiao Moxuan cooperated with her to play well in front of her parents, so that her parents won't be too worried about her current life.

Thinking of going back to her mother's house, Meng Xiaoxiao remembered the scene where Xiao Moxuan and Su Ying met today. She couldn't help sighing gently, and all kinds of sighs suddenly filled her heart.

Xiao Moxuan's feelings for Su Ying have been clearly seen by her as a bystander today.

Never thought that such a seemingly unruly person would be so reluctant to let go of a relationship, and would be so heartbroken for a woman.

When she was cleaning the house just now, Meng Xiaoxiao saw the picture of Su Ying painted by her on the table at the head of Xiao Moxuan's bed.

Xiao Moxuan has moved the painting from his study to his bedroom and specially placed it at the head of his bed. It can be seen how much he cares about and values the painting with Su Yingqian's shadow.

Maybe he wants to open it whenever he wants to miss and have a look at the figure in the picture.

Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't help walking to the table again. He picked up the picture and looked at it carefully, but suddenly found that there was a piece of paper under the picture, which was messy with several big words: ruthlessness is not like amorous pain

He didn't write any more. His handwriting was very sloppy and his pen was heavy, which showed how confused Xiao Moxuan was and how depressed he was when he wrote this line.

God, how much does he love Su Ying? How deep is his affection for Su Ying? What happened between their brothers, Su Ying and Xiao Moxuan?

In Meng Xiaoxiao's heart, Xiao Moxuan has always been a cynical and merciful playboy. But who can think that the most amorous person on the surface may also be the most infatuated person, and the most playful person on the surface may also be the most dedicated person.

And how complex and contradictory human feelings are. The right and wrong, gratitude and resentment between those infatuated men and women are really not something that young girls of Meng Xiaoxiao's age can understand thoroughly at once.

However, thinking of Xiao Moxuan's dejected appearance today, Meng Xiaoxiao had some indescribable feelings for him, and suddenly his hatred for him decreased a lot.

Who says he wants the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain? How many people in the world can not suffer for love? He is just a trapped beast trapped in his own emotional vortex.

Meng Xiaoxiao thought foolishly and was filled with emotion for a moment. Lift the pen on the table like a ghost, and gently add a sentence after Xiao Moxuan's sentence: put down what should be put down, maybe you will be much happier.

After writing, Meng Xiaoxiao put the paper under the picture again, gently took the door and went out.

Back in ziyuyuan, zhier was still waiting for her. Seeing Meng Xiaoxiao coming back sweating, she quickly changed the water for her bath.

Meng Xiaoxiao comfortably took a hot bath in a big wooden basin and asked Gardenia to go back to bed. She also lay in bed and was ready to go to bed.

Anyway, today is tired enough and late enough. It's business to sleep well first.

Maybe it's because I went back to my mother's house today to relax. Meng Xiaoxiao soon fell asleep and wanted to go to sleep. When I was confused, I suddenly heard a ring from the door outside. It seemed to be pushed open by force, and then there were footsteps coming here.

Meng Xiaoxiao was startled and suddenly fell asleep. He quickly put on his clothes and sat up and lit the candle lamp.

At this time, the door was pounded outside, accompanied by Xiao Moxuan's impatient voice: "Meng Xiaoxiao, open the door!"

Meng Xiaoxiao secretly complained. Why did he come at this time? Did you just come back? However, he should return to his own taoranju or to Qingqing Cuizhu garden. He shouldn't come here anyway.

While thinking about it, Meng Xiaoxiao dressed and got out of bed.

As soon as he went over and opened the door, Xiao Moxuan stumbled in, full of wine and drunk on his face. Obviously, he drank a lot after he went out.

"Lord, you're drinking again." Meng Xiaoxiao frowned and kindly held him. I don't know how he came here after drinking so much?

"Yes, I really want to drink today. I didn't drink well in your house, so I went out to drink again." Xiao Moxuan didn't lead her. He stretched out his hand to push Meng Xiaoxiao away, and went to the bed and sat down alone: "go and pour me tea. I'm thirsty."

Seeing him sitting on his bed so carelessly, Meng Xiaoxiao was very upset, but there was nothing to do for a moment. I had to go out and pour him a cup of tea. It seemed that I had heard that honey could relieve alcohol, and I kindly added a few spoonfuls of honey to the tea.

The tea was too hot for the time being. Meng Xiaoxiao put the tea on the table and said to Xiao Moxuan, "Lord, the tea is here. You can't drink it until it's cool for a while. Why don't you come and sit down first."

"Why? Don't you want me to sit on your bed?" Xiao Moxuan saw through Meng Xiaoxiao's mind and smiled. Instead, he took off his boots and leaned on the head of the bed and waved gracefully to the girl: "come here, come to me."