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

Chapter 980
Yan Qing left and drove the carriage over.

In the yard in front of Mingyue Pavilion, there are only Xin Meng and Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang, who was dressed in a plain white brocade robe, looked at the beautiful woman under the sun, and couldn't help but feel moved. He walked over, pulled her up from the rattan chair, and hugged her tightly.

"Mengmeng, marry me."

Xin Meng only felt a roar in her head, all of which were Xiao Lang's voice, and he said to her one by one: "Mengmeng, marry me, marry me, marry me..."

It wasn't the first time she heard his marriage proposal, but only this time, she actually looked forward to the scene of the two of them dressed in bright red wedding dresses, happily paying homage to the marriage ceremony, and the sweet life after marriage.

The husband sings and the wife follows, raising the eyebrows.

Go boating on five lakes and travel around the world.

……

Not hearing Xinmeng's answer for a long time, Xiao Lang's heart sank, and he couldn't help squinting those twinkling peach blossom eyes.

He will not allow her to escape anymore, and today she must give him a clear answer.

"Dream..."

Raising her head, Xin Meng gently covered his lips with her fingers, staring into his eyes silently, very seriously.

After waiting for a long time, Xiao Lang felt anxious, a little uneasy and apprehensive, and was about to speak, but she shook her head to stop him.

"Eighth prince," Xin Meng finally opened his mouth slowly, with a serious face and a very solemn tone, "After my daughter has performed the ceremony, if you don't change your original intention, go and ask the emperor to marry you."

He hugged her in surprise, and asked in disbelief: "Mengmeng, did I hear correctly? Did you really agree to marry me?"

"Yeah." Xin Meng nodded heavily.

The restless heart suddenly fell to the ground, and a deep joy quickly appeared on his handsome face. Under the ecstasy, Xiao Lang suddenly lifted Xinmeng up, hugged her and twirled around.

"Great! Mengmeng finally agreed to marry me!"

The long and smooth blue hair fluttered in the air, as did her pure white skirt.Infected by his joy, Xinmeng also smiled brightly.

After a while, Xinmeng thumped his shoulder hard and said loudly: "Put me down, I'm dizzy!"

Only then did Xiao Lang stop, carefully put Xinmeng down on the ground, helped her stand still, and let her rest her head on his shoulder, waiting for the dizziness to pass.

After finally recovering, Xin Meng gently pushed Xiao Lang away, and glared at him coquettishly.

Seeing this, Xiao Lang quickly grabbed her catkin and said: "Mengmeng, you have already agreed to my marriage proposal, you are not allowed to go back on your word!"

"Could it be that in the eyes of the Eighth Prince, the courtier's daughter is a person who does not keep her word?" Xin Meng pretended to be dissatisfied, but in fact there was a slight smile in her clear eyes.

Xiao Lang was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood: "Of course not, Mengmeng is the most trustworthy! Once Mengmeng finishes the ceremony, I will immediately go to ask Father for a marriage."

Xin Meng blinked her eyes lightly, said nothing, and rested her head on Xiao Lang's shoulder again.Whether it was the masculine breath on his body or the faint orchid fragrance, she felt extremely at ease.

Time seems to have frozen, and it seems that there are only two of them in the world, warming each other with body temperature and sincerity.

Yan Qing, who had already driven the carriage over, walked in and found this warm scene, went silent for a moment, backed out, returned to the carriage and sat, waiting patiently.

In fact, when Yan Qing walked in, she didn't deliberately hide her footsteps. Both Xiao Lang and Xin Meng heard it and knew that Yan Qing would leave soon, but they tacitly didn't remind each other.

In the warm spring/light, they are enjoying the rare solitude to the fullest.

(End of this chapter)