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

Chapter 647
Going down to the second floor, Songchun has already waited for Lin Xianer to change her clothes.

Xinmeng softly ordered the two maids: "Yingxia, you go to the shopkeeper and ask the kitchen to cook a bowl of hangover soup, and you bring it back to me yourself. Songchun, you go and guard the stairs and don't let anyone in."

"Yes, miss!" Songchun and Yingxia agreed in unison, and went to work separately according to the instructions.

Turning around, I saw Lin Xian'er standing in front of the window, slim and graceful, staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

Squinting her eyes, a trace of sarcasm flashed across her eyes, Xin Meng stepped forward slowly, gently closed the window with one hand, took Lin Xianer's slightly cold catkin with the other, and led her to a table away from the window. sit down.

"Xian'er's hands are so cold, why are you still blowing the wind in front of the window? If you catch a cold and get a cold, the prince will be very distressed. Tell me, why don't I have the good fortune of Xian'er to meet a husband who is as sympathetic as the prince. "Xinmeng teased Lin Xian'er, and at the same time, her eyes were soft, and she patrolled her face calmly.

Leaving the window, I deliberately found a table farther away to sit, because I was worried that what the two of them said would be carried to the third floor by Feng'er, and be heard by Xiao Qian and Chu Mingxuan.

When Xinmeng mentioned the prince, her tone was very envious, Lin Xianer's eyes flashed a little uncomfortable, she hurriedly lowered her head to cover up, pretending to be shy and silent.

But soon, Lin Xian'er raised her head, borrowing Xinmeng's words, whispered softly: "Actually, the Seventh Prince is also very kind to Xinmeng..."

"Don't mention the Seventh Prince, I have nothing to do with him!" Xinmeng was angrily, she was holding Lin Xianer's hand, and was sitting and talking with her affectionately, but when she got angry, she withdrew her hand.

Carefully glanced at Xin Meng's angry eyes, Lin Xian'er frowned, and said, "I know, mentioning Qi...he is stabbing you in the heart, but I..." She stopped mouth, as if hesitating, not knowing what to say.

Now that she knew that mentioning the Seventh Prince in front of her at this time would undoubtedly pierce the heart of her retired engagement, so why did she still say it?
Xinmeng looked down at the exquisite embroidery on the shoe, her eyes drooped slightly, and there was a icy coldness in her eyes.The coldness was more piercing than the cold wind raging outside the window.

Did Lin Xian'er want to help the Seventh Prince as a lobbyist and beg her to change her mind, or took the opportunity to ridicule her in retaliation for her taking the title of future Seventh Prince's concubine?

Conquering the coldness in her eyes, Xinmeng shook her head: "I'm fine now! Xian'er cares about me, I'm very happy..." You are good at disguising, and I don't mind treating others in the same way.

Suddenly, a teardrop of grievance rolled out of the eye socket, hit the floor in front of the feet, and instantly went cold.

"Xinmeng!" Lin Xian'er exclaimed, stretched out her hand to hug Xinmeng's face, let her look up at her, and asked her with a complicated expression, "Are you in love with the seventh prince? You got married in a fit of anger, but you really don't want to." Willing him?"

Lin Xian'er's hand was very cold, Xin Meng couldn't help trembling, and couldn't help lowering her eyes to glance at Lin Xian'er's hand.

This was Xinmeng's subconscious action after her skin was stimulated by the cold air, but Lin Xian'er saw it, but thought she was deliberately avoiding her questioning because of shyness, and couldn't help but feel happy and happy again. It is sour.

The day after Xinmeng broke off the engagement with the Seventh Prince, Lin Xian'er secretly met with the Seventh Prince.The Seventh Prince begged her to lend a helping hand, to help him win back Xinmeng's heart no matter what.

(End of this chapter)