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

Chapter 975
Although he knew that Xiao Lang's original intention was to ask her to change her wet dress, but when he said this, the eager expression on his face would inevitably make people think wrong.

Subconsciously, Xinmeng grabbed the robe on her body and took a step back.

This robe belongs to Yan Qing, Yan Qing is much taller than her, and his robe grows a lot on Xin Meng's body.

She was dragged away by Xiao Lang before, and the corner of her robe was blown up by the wind, which did not affect her walking.But now in the Mingyue Pavilion, with no wind around, the corner of the robe naturally hangs down on the ground.

When Xinmeng retreated, she stepped on the corner of her robe without any accidents, she immediately lost her balance and fell backwards.

"Be careful!" Xiao Lang reached out to wrap her arms around her slender waist in time, and pulled her back.

Brought forward by that force, Qiong's small and upturned nose hit Xiao Lang's collarbone at once, her nose was sore and painful, and tears flowed out immediately.

"Slaves Lan Xin and Lu Su are here to serve the Eighth Prince under the order of Eunuch Zhao, can the servants go in?"

Hearing a woman's voice from outside the door, Xin Meng hurriedly pushed Xiao Lang away, quickly jumped on/lay down on the bed, pulled off the brocade quilt, and covered herself tightly.

The intention was to be afraid that after the palace maid outside the door came in, she would see her and Xiao Lang sitting together in the same room with disheveled clothes, but as soon as the quilt was covered, she immediately realized something was wrong.

If the two maids found her hiding under the brocade quilt, wouldn't it be an attempt to cover up and backfire.

Just when he was about to lift the quilt and get up, he heard a chuckle from outside the quilt, and then the bed sank, and the corner of the quilt was suppressed by Xiao Lang who was sitting down.

"come in."

The door creaked open, and someone walked towards this side with gentle steps.

You don't need to look at it at all, Xinmeng knows that it is those two maids who are coming.

"Slaves Lan Xin and Lu Su have met the Eighth Prince, and the Eighth Prince is a thousand years old!"

With such a delicate voice, one can imagine how charming their owners are.

"Get up." Xiao Lang, who was sitting on the side of the bed, said calmly, his twinkling peach eyes were staring at the brocade quilt.Thinking of the lovely person hidden under the quilt, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

Lan Xin took the opportunity of getting up to sneak a look at the eighth prince who was said to be as beautiful as a banished fairy.When her eyes touched half of Xiao Lang's handsome side face, and the faint smile hanging on the corner of her lips, which was as light as a cherry blossom, her heart seemed to be hit hard by a hammer, and it couldn't stop beating wildly.

She bit her lips lightly, thinking that as long as she could enjoy herself under the Eighth Prince, even if it was just a one-time love affair, she would have no regrets in this life.

Thinking about it again, before coming to Mingyue Pavilion, Eunuch Zhao clearly hinted something to the two of them.

At that moment, Lan Xin no longer hesitated, and stepped forward with her slender waist twisted, "Eighth prince, this servant will wait for you to rest."

Lu Su, who was also fascinated by seeing Xiao Lang's appearance, was not far behind, and leaned over eagerly.

"Bold!"

After shouting angrily, Xinmeng heard the sound of a heavy object falling, and then the voice of a woman begging for mercy.

"The eighth prince, spare your life! The eighth prince, spare your life!..."

Before that, Xin Mengmeng was under the brocade quilt, so she couldn't see the situation outside, and only vaguely heard some conversations between Xiao Lang and the two court ladies, what she heard was not true, and she didn't notice anything wrong.

At this moment, realizing that the court ladies had offended Xiao Lang, she couldn't help becoming curious, and couldn't help but lift the brocade quilt a little to see.

But with just a glance, I saw a person lying on his back and a person kneeling on the ground in front of the bed, and he couldn't even see their appearance clearly, and his eyes darkened.

No need to guess, Xiao Lang must have noticed that she was peeping, and made a motion of tucking the corner of the quilt calmly.

After tucking in the corner of the quilt, Xiao Lang did not move his hand away, but continued to press the corner of the quilt, staring angrily at the court lady kneeling below.

"Say, who asked you to seduce/seduce this prince?"

Xinmeng heard it under the quilt, and suddenly realized that it was because of this, no wonder he was suddenly furious.

Since Xiao Lang didn't want her to be exposed, she followed his wishes and lay motionless under the brocade quilt, pricking up her ears to listen to the movement outside.

"Reporting to the Eighth Prince, it was Eunuch Zhao who sent the servants and servants to serve you." Lu Su replied tremblingly, and from the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Lan Xin who was lying on the ground with her eyes closed.

Just now, Lan Xin went beyond her limits to sacrifice herself to the Eighth Prince, but before she touched the Eighth Prince's body, she was kicked down by him, hit her head on the floor, and immediately passed out.

She moved a little slower, seeing that the situation was not good, she immediately took a step back and knelt down to beg for mercy, otherwise, Lan Xin's end would be her end.

"Zhao what?" Xiao Lang's face was icy cold, and his voice was even colder.

Lu Su couldn't help shivering, and replied with trembling lips, "Zhao, Xing."

"Go away! Go and call Zhao Xing."

"Yes, yes, slave... let's go." As if she had received an amnesty, Lu Su hurriedly got up from the ground and ran out of the room in a panic.

In a panic, she bumped into someone, who was fine, but she took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

The man stopped, originally intending to ask her if she was injured, but when he realized that she ran out of the room in a panic, his expression changed, and he immediately passed her and flew into the room.

Lu Su only felt a gust of wind blowing by her side, looked up, only caught a blue shadow.

"Lu Su, you're in a panic, what happened? Where's Lan Xin?" Someone stopped in front of her and asked sternly.

Lu Su looked up and saw that the person who was interrogating was Zhao Xing, and quickly grabbed his robe with one hand, pointed to the room behind him with the other, and said with a sob: "Eunuch Su, Lan Xin, she... She was taken by the Eighth Prince..."

Too nervous and too scared, the words stuck in my throat and I couldn't swallow them for a while.

Zhao Xing was surprised, and immediately seemed to understand something, and laughed strangely: "Cut, our family thought that something serious happened, isn't it the eighth prince/favorite/lucky palace lady? Are you hindering the eighth prince?" Eyes, were driven out?"

"No, it's not!" Seeing that Zhao Xing had misunderstood, Lu Su quickly tried to explain, "It's actually..."

"Zhao Xing, get out of here for my prince!"

Zhao Xing was startled, the master inside was very angry, was it because something good was interrupted, or...

His eyes fell on Lu Su's face faintly, he stretched out his index finger and poked Lu Su's forehead fiercely, scolding: "You unworthy girl! Did you make yourself angry by refusing to serve the Eighth Prince? he?"

(End of this chapter)