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

Chapter 536
"Yan Qing, make a pot of good Dahongpao and come here, hurry up!" Xiao Lang ordered.

Yan Qing's figure suddenly appeared, said "yes", and disappeared in a flash.

Xin Meng stared blankly at the place where Yan Qing disappeared, and felt emotional, Yan Qing was not a secret guard, but her ability to hide was not inferior to Xiao Yi's secret guard, Xiao Ming.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Lang noticed something wrong with her expression and asked.

"I, my daughter, also want a servant like Yan Qing." Hearing a soft hum, Xinmeng suddenly recovered, and looked at Xiao Lang with some embarrassment. The maid... the Eighth Prince, please don't get me wrong..."

Fast?She actually described Yan Qing like that?Chu Mingxuan on the side twitched the corner of his mouth almost invisibly.

Xiao Lang glanced at Xinmeng, chuckled, and said in a low voice: "Yan Qing grew up with this prince, so I can't give it to you. If you really want a servant, this prince can help you choose a suitable one." of."

Xinmeng's eyes lit up, but from the corner of her eye, she saw countless pairs of eyes staring at her in the corridor, and her heart tightened.

If there are one or two civil servants, military generals or family members waiting for the banquet, who have excellent ears and heard the conversation between her and Xiao Lang, and then went to concubine Meng Gui or the Seventh Prince to gossip, then it would be... …

"Songchun next to the courtier is very good at using it, so I don't need the Eighth Prince to worry about it."

Xiao Lang chuckled again and stopped talking.

At this time, Yan Qing, who had "quick legs and feet", had already left and returned, holding a low table with one hand, a teapot and teacups on it, and three wooden stools with the other hand.

The speed was fast, but the tea set on the table did not move at all, and even the tea in the pot did not leak out.

Xinmeng's eyes lit up again, staring at Yan Qing who quickly stabilized the table and stool, lifted the teapot and poured three cups of fragrant tea, then backed away, turned around, and disappeared again.

Xinmeng widened her Shui Lingling eyes, and looked at Xiao Lang burningly.She wants such a capable attendant!

Seeing her appearance that was about to flow out of saliva, Xiao Lang nodded lightly, a smile of doting/doting flashed in his peach blossom eyes.

Chu Mingxuan on the side raised his eyebrows slightly, thoughtfully.

Seeing the truth in the subtleties, if he hadn't known that Xinmeng and the Seventh Prince had an engagement, he would have thought that Xinmeng and Xiao Lang were a deeply affectionate couple.

The tea fragrance of Shanghao Dahongpao permeates outside Zichen Hall, attracting the coveting of many tea lovers, but without the invitation of the Eighth Prince, no one dares to come forward to ask for a cup of fragrant tea to quench their thirst.

"Mingxuan, please!" Xiao Lang made an inviting gesture towards the wooden stool in front of the low table.

Chu Mingxuan was not polite, he lifted his robe and sat down.

The three of them gathered around the low table, sipping tea and talking about old times.

Of course, Xiao Lang and Chu Mingxuan were the only ones reminiscing about the past.Xin Meng just drank tea quietly and listened to them talking about the past with a slight smile.

At this moment, the crowd in the corridor outside the Zichen Hall seemed to have disappeared, and it seemed that there were only these two equally outstanding and comparable men left in the world.

One of them is her lover and the other is her best friend.

A feeling of happiness filled her chest, her smile gradually deepened, and her gaze towards Xiao Lang was filled with deep love.

This person will be her lover for the rest of her life.

Xinmeng was sitting with her back facing Zichen Palace, and the people in the corridor could not see her expression.

However, a person walking towards him saw this scene in his eyes, and suddenly felt sour in his heart.

(End of this chapter)