Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 1002 He Has Loved Her For A Long Time
Xinmeng blinked her eyes, shook her head and said, "Although that's the case, you were obviously seriously injured. Doctor Meng can testify to this point. If the rumors really start, I can also prove my innocence."

"It's all rumors. Those people follow the trend to spread rumors out of curiosity. They don't care whether the rumors are true or not. Besides, if you want to prove your innocence," Xiao Lang curled the corners of his lips, bringing A bit of playful eyes fell on Xinmeng's arm, and asked with a smile, "Do you still want to use that thing?"

Following his eyes and looking at her arm, Xinmeng suddenly felt her face heat up, and gave him a light look: "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

"I don't want you to show that thing to others." Xiao Lang's eyes flashed a gleam of expectation, "I want to watch it disappear with my own eyes on the wedding night."

Being teased by him like this, Xinmeng felt her brain explode as if it exploded, and two red clouds instantly appeared on Qingli's face, even spreading behind her ears.She glared at him sullenly, and blurted out, "Deng Tuzi! You can only talk nonsense to me. You want to see it, but I won't show it to you!"

Xiao Lang smiled charmingly: "If you don't show it to me, my husband, who do you want to show it to?"

"I..." Xinmeng was at a loss for words immediately, saying that she couldn't say enough to him, because what he said was true, but she refused to show weakness, so she simply ignored him, turned her head, walked to the soft couch and sat down, and said goodbye to him. With the quilt covering her body, she fell asleep.

Xiao Lang: "..." He just wanted to hug her and sleep peacefully, why didn't she want to?

If he can't hold her in his arms and fall asleep with her in his arms, wouldn't he be alone, how will he spend the long night?

Perhaps it was because he slept too much during the day, he closed his eyes for a long time, but couldn't fall asleep, so he simply opened them, turned his head and took advantage of the moonlight coming in from the window, looking at the little figure on the couch without blinking. .

She was lying slightly curled up on her side, with her back facing him, breathing lightly and evenly, apparently soundly asleep.

He felt helpless and regretful that he could not see her sweet sleeping face.

He wanted to lift off the brocade quilt and get out of bed, to hug/bring her to the bed, but in the end he gave up.One is that he doesn't want to wake her up and affect her rest, and the other is that he is unwilling to aggravate the injury, slowing down the progress of the injury is tantamount to postponing the time to marry her.

Comparing the two, he would rather stay in the momentary loneliness and emptiness, but also abduct her into his mansion as soon as possible, and put her on his surname, so that he can let go of his hanging heart.

He just stared at the person on the soft couch until he closed his eyes unconsciously and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, he stood upright on a tall building with his hands behind his back, his slightly sad eyes fell on the eye-catching big red sedan chair in the long procession below.In the sedan chair sat the woman he had admired for many years.She is going to marry someone else today.

Ten miles of red makeup and the sound of festive suona seemed to draw an end to his secret love.

He went far away again, indulged in the mountains and rivers of Dashang, and continued to be his idle prince.

Until that day, news came from the capital that the man had usurped the throne, ascended the throne as the emperor, and appointed her as the queen.

He resolutely launched an army to conquer, not for the throne, but for her.But in the end, by God's will, she died tragically at the hands of the man she thought was her husband.He didn't even have time to say that he had loved her for a long time.

After all, he has nothing to do with her.

(End of this chapter)