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

Chapter 1181
Passing through the medicine field, Xinmeng put Xiao Lang on the wheelchair and pushed him back to the wooden house.

At this time, night had fallen, and the wooden house was lit, and through the windows, people walking inside could be seen.

Xinmeng stopped in front of the door and said towards the inside: "Master, we are back."

"Come in." A cold and indifferent voice came out.

In the next moment, the door of the house was opened from the inside, and the smell of food rushed to the face.Xiao Liu stood inside the door and said with a smile: "Senior Sister, Eighth Prince, it's really time for you to come back, dinner will be served soon, come in quickly!"

"I'm so hungry. I don't know what dishes you've prepared to cleanse up my senior sister?" Xin Meng smiled slightly, intending to liven up the atmosphere.

Because, the first time she entered the door, she found a curtain hanging in the room, and in front of the curtain was a wooden table with four dishes, one soup, and four bowls of rice. The shadow of the table, and a graceful figure.

Obviously, the two tables are put together, but there is a curtain in the middle, the intention is naturally, to eat at the same table, and not let the people on one side see the scene on the other side clearly.

Master avoids Xiao Lang and is unwilling to reveal his identity, why bother?

Xinmeng sighed in her heart, was about to push Xiao Lang to the table, but was stopped by him: "Mengmeng, let's go."

She was stunned for a moment, put her hand on his shoulder and gently stroked it, and persuaded softly: "Lang, eat first, and then we'll talk after eating."

Xiao Lang raised his hand to cover her catkin, snorted softly, and said coldly: "Didn't you see that people don't want to eat with us? Even in the royal family, which is very polite, there is no reason to treat guests like this. Since you are not welcome, why do you want us to come again? We have traveled a long distance, but we hide it furtively, for fear that others will know our secrets. Forget it, let’s pretend that we have never been here before, and leave. ! Mengmeng, Yan Qing, let's go! Let's go down the mountain now!"

After finishing his speech without a single pause, without even taking a breath, Xiao Lang drove the wheelchair and was about to turn around.

Xinmeng: "..."

She thought she had convinced Xiao Lang, but unexpectedly he exploded.Moreover, is it really okay for him to criticize his concubine mother so unceremoniously?

Besides, it was already dark, and it was the first time for the three of them to come here, so they were not familiar with the environment of the snow-capped mountains. Now that they were going down the mountain, they might encounter unknown dangers.

When Xinmeng was hesitating, Yan Qing quickly walked over, took the wheelchair, and took Xinmeng's place.

Xinmeng: "..."

The Eighth Prince is so impulsive, why don't you persuade Yan Qing?
Seeing that Yan Qing was about to push Xiao Lang away, but the master behind the curtain was still indifferent, Xin Meng sighed lightly, and cupped her hands towards the direction of the curtain.

"Xinmeng will come to visit Master another day, so I will take my leave first!"

She quickly turned around, quickly followed Xiao Lang and Yan Qing, and left the house together.Yan Qing went to get the luggage, Xin Meng pushed Xiao Lang to the direction of the lifting platform.

"Master, it's not safe at night, do you want disciples to keep them?" Xiao Liu asked the person behind the curtain.

"No, it's better to let them suffer a little bit first." Chu Mi'er reached into the veil, caressing the right cheek, "When will your uncle and the others arrive?"

Xiao Liu replied: "Master uncle set off at about the same time as senior sister. According to the footsteps, he should have arrived at the foot of the mountain by this time, and he can come up the mountain tomorrow."

"Tomorrow morning, you go to meet your uncle." Chu Mi'er came out slowly from behind the curtain, glanced at the food on the table, "I don't have an appetite, take it away."

(End of this chapter)