Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Ouch!" Meng Xiaoxiao didn't expect that the door would suddenly be pushed open from the outside. There was no defense at all. She bumped her head heavily on the edge of the open door, which hurt so much that Venus rose in front of her eyes.

She covered her forehead with a scream, breathed in her mouth, and guessed that there must be a big bag on her head.

Without allowing her to pity herself, a tall figure, with a strong smell of wine, strode in, grabbed her hand bowl tightly over her head, and said in a cold and arrogant voice: "Meng Xiaoxiao? You're not waiting for the king in bed. Who will allow you to take off the cover?"

Ben Wang? Xiao Moxuan?

Meng Xiaoxiao was surprised. He didn't go to the concubine he married at the same time today. How could he come again?

Bearing the sharp pain on her head, Meng Xiaoxiao looked up at her so-called newly married husband.

With one look, her heart jumped uncontrollably.

God, it can't be such a coincidence.

She quickly closed her eyes and then opened them vigorously. She wants to make sure that her eyesight of 1.5 will also have the time to see presbyopia?

But obviously, she was right. At this time, she grabbed her and stared at her coldly. She had really seen it.

Dizzy, the chance of winning the lottery is just like this... Why is he again?

Meng Xiaoxiao lamented in his heart, is the enemy really narrower than ordinary people?

This man has beautiful facial features and dignified appearance... An unfamiliar face, but he has a deep memory for Meng Xiaoxiao.

Not because of his handsome, but because the first person she met on the first day she crossed over was the person who looked at herself with a cold face and a provocative face. At that time, it was in Yixiang hospital.

Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't help scolding in his heart: cut! Sure enough, he is an expert in having fun. People's rumors are not groundless.

"It's you, Meng Xiaoxiao. You really... Surprised me." Xiao Moxuan obviously recognized who she was and lengthened her tone ironically.

Although he was drunk, his eyes were still as sharp and cold as a blade, making Meng Xiaoxiao uncomfortable.

She didn't want to look at such people again, so she turned away and said dryly, "the Lord is the same, which surprised me."

Meng Xiaoxiao said the truth in her heart. This scene is really beyond her expectation. She can only look at it step by step.

Staring down at the panicked woman in front of him, Xiao Moxuan's mouth aroused a malicious sneer: "the daughter of Meng's house went to Yixiang hospital to be a prostitute. Dear princess, can you explain to me what's going on?"

"I don't know about that either. I forgot it. I can't explain... Can the Lord release my hand first?" Meng Xiaoxiao answered perfunctorily. She was more anxious to get away from Xiao Moxuan's hand. She felt both dangerous and uncomfortable when he held her wrist so tightly.

"Oh, yes, if the princess didn't say it, I almost forgot. The princess's body seems to be very delicate. Sometimes she faints and sometimes loses her memory... These are the bridge sections that will be staged at any time. I saw it in Yixiang courtyard at that time." Xiao Moxuan's face showed more obvious ridicule. Instead of loosening Meng Xiaoxiao, he increased his strength, Vaguely close to her cheek: "the princess doesn't like this? However, the king is reluctant to let you go."

Meng Xiaoxiao calmed his mind, pressed his disgust, and asked lightly, "Lord... Didn't you go elsewhere? Why did you come again?"

Although she had pretended to be very calm, the dryness and tongue tied voice still revealed the panic at the bottom of her heart.

She knew she must look silly at this time, but she couldn't calm down.

In any case, even though she had envisaged many ways to deal with tonight's scene in advance, she was really immersive and faced a strange man who could be said to be her rightful husband. It was self deception to say that she was not nervous at all.

She couldn't help being annoyed that she had washed her face so early. Otherwise, with that colorful face, Xiao Moxuan would be greatly uncomfortable.

When she was well prepared and fully armed, Xiao Moxuan didn't come. But when she was relaxed and unprepared, he appeared again.

Now, what should I do? After all, it's just a teenage girl. Meng Xiaoxiao's palm exudes sweat.

"Is the princess angry? Or... Afraid of the king?" Xiao Moxuan looked at Meng Xiaoxiao's expression with interest, changed a few times, stretched out his hand and gently held her in his arms.

Meng Xiaoxiao's body suddenly became stiff and his back became straight.

She clenched her fist and tried to say plainly: "I heard that the Lord married a concubine at the same time today. Why don't you accompany her more?"

"The princess is jealous. Tonight is the wedding night between the king and the princess. How can I be willing to leave you? If I accompany her, I will come to accompany you." Xiao Moxuan smiled gently, revealing his white and neat teeth. He smiled like a spring breeze. He was very charming.

However, Meng Xiaoxiao clearly felt that behind his charming smile, there seemed to be something elusive.

Although he was laughing, there was a deep-rooted indifference all over his body.

This kind of cold can be felt as soon as you get close to him. It seems that even the air can form ice within three feet around him.

"Well, Lord, you'd better go with her. I... I don't mind." Meng Xiaoxiao's mouth became inflexible, took a step back and tried to escape from his arms without any trace.

"Why? No one taught you how to serve your husband tonight?" Xiao Moxuan picked his eyebrows and went straight to the bed to sit down. His cold expression did not take a trace of temperature: "come and undress me!"

"I really can't!" Meng Xiaoxiao bit her lip and said.

"Then, take off your own clothes, you should be able to do it." Xiao Moxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his tone: "you'd better hurry up. My patience is limited!"

"Xiao Moxuan, can we have a good talk? I know you don't love me either. As long as you don't force me, you can do whatever you want to find and marry in the future. I won't interfere with you. Please don't force me now, OK?" Meng Xiaoxiao thought, out of the blue, so he looked at Xiao Moxuan earnestly.

"What qualifications do you have to negotiate with the king? Do you think you can interfere with how many women the king wants?" Xiao Moxuan's voice became colder and stiffer. He got up and came to Meng Xiaoxiao's face and picked up her chin with one hand: "it seems that the king has to teach you how to learn better tonight."