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

Chapter 897

The spring is bright and bright, and it is fun to have a picnic under the plum tree.

The eighth prince asked Xinmeng to sit down first, but she didn't shy away and sat down generously.

A few people sat around, drank the fine wine in the altar, ate some delicious food, chatted a few words, and passed most of the day without knowing it.

Most of the time, Xinmeng didn't speak, just quietly listening to the chat between Xiao Lang and Chu Mingxuan.

Perhaps it was because Xiao Lang was originally an idle prince, while Chu Mingxuan was a proton.Most of what they talked about was the customs, customs, poems and songs of Dashang and Dazhou, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the topic of political diplomatic relations.

Occasionally, Xiao Lang would look at her between his words, his eyes were as gentle as water, as warm and soft as the spring breeze passing through the mountains, slowly sneaking into her heart unconsciously.

Last night he sneaked into her boudoir and frankly said that he would pursue her again. She was still a little worried that he would act too much and embarrass her. Now when she saw him again, she saw that he was calm and polite, with a modest and gentlemanly demeanor.

This way of pursuing makes her feel no pressure.She also gradually let go of her defenses, relaxed a lot, and began to enjoy the harmonious spring in a relaxed and comfortable way. When they heard what they said that she was interested in, she would add a word or two.

As soon as she relaxed like this, Xiao Lang immediately noticed it, his heart widened, and there was a warm smile in his twinkling peach eyes.

Unknowingly, the sun slanted to the west, and the few people spent almost a whole day under the plum tree in Yingshan.

Even though he was a little bit reluctant, Xiao Lang knew that the future would be long and the matter of re-cultivating their relationship could not be rushed, so he offered to send Xin Meng and Chu Mingxuan back.Xin Meng nodded in response, Chu Mingxuan was originally helping Xiao Lang, so naturally he would not object.

When they arrived outside the gate of the General's Mansion, Xin Meng and Chu Mingxuan got off the carriage one after another, and Xiao Lang also jumped off the horse.

When saying goodbye, Chu Mingxuan suddenly said: "Lang, I had a good time talking with you today, but I still feel that I didn't enjoy myself enough. Otherwise, I will change places tomorrow and you and Miss Shen will continue to visit the capital, okay?"

Hearing this, Xiao Lang took a look at Xinmeng first, seeing that she lowered her eyes lightly, she didn't seem to have any objection, so she readily agreed, and made an appointment, when he came directly to the gate of the general's mansion to pick her up.

After Xiao Lang and Yan Qing left on horseback, Xin Meng was about to go up the stairs when she heard someone shouting behind her: "Miss, please be the master of your servant!"

Accompanied by the shout, a gray figure swooped towards Xinmeng like an arrow leaving the string.

Song Chun, who was following behind, reacted very quickly, fearing that the man would hurt the eldest lady, before he could get close, he subconsciously raised his foot and kicked him.

The man was kicked in the chest, flew backwards, and fell to the ground with a slap, screaming in pain.

Seeing this, Song Chun felt a little surprised, because the other party didn't know martial arts.Hearing the voice of the other party screaming in pain seemed familiar, he stepped forward a few steps closer, condescending, staring at the man with dirty clothes and messy hair on the ground vigilantly.

"who are you?"

Seeing the question, the people on the ground raised their faces and cried out to Songchun, as sad as they wanted.

Songchun took a closer look, and suddenly asked in surprise: "You are Yanqiu?"

"Yes, I'm Yanqiu!" The other party nodded sharply.

"Yanqiu, why did you get into such a state? Didn't you go to the south of the Yangtze River with Mr. Hongyi?" Because he didn't know whether Yanqiu knew Hongyi's true identity, Songchun kept an eye out.

Hearing Songchun's question, Yanqiu cried more and more sadly, choked up and said: "Hongyi...Hongyi, Mr. He..."

(End of this chapter)