Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

The carriage sped all the way. After a while, the coachman pulled the reins and stopped the car.

Mencius Luo got up and got ready to get off. After thinking about it, he took out a woman's dress from the back of the car and handed it to Meng Xiaoxiao blandly: "put this on and go in again, so as not to worry my parents."

Meng Xiaoxiao was a little stunned and asked casually, "is this my previous dress?"

"No." Mencius Luo frowned, simply replied two words, and jumped out of the carriage.

Er, I also said it was my brother. Why is it so cold and mysterious? Meng Xiaoxiao put his mouth aside, shook off his clothes and put them on his body.

Fortunately, although it's not her clothes, she wears them especially well, as if they were tailor-made for her.

Meng Xiaoxiao is almost a little suspicious. Just now, my brother said that on purpose to coax her

"Are you ready?" Meng ziluo asked outside the car.

"It's changed. It fits very well." Meng Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "elder brother, whose dress is it? Is anyone similar to me?"

Meng ziluo didn't answer her. He just lifted the curtain and led her off the carriage: "Xiaoxiao, you're home. When you see your parents later, you'll make a good mistake."

Then he sighed with a low, inaudible sigh, and looked a little gloomy: "this marriage was personally given by the emperor. Parents... There's no way."

Meng Xiaoxiao was surprised to hear what he said about the marriage. At this time, it was inconvenient to ask more. He just looked at the ancient mansion standing in front of him curiously.

Red walls and green tiles, cornices and corners, and two majestic stone lions are placed on both sides of the vermilion gate. In the middle of the gate hung a large plaque with three vigorous characters "general's house".

Mencius Luo took Meng Xiaoxiao's hand and walked into the house. A man like a housekeeper greeted them. When he saw them, he immediately said in surprise, "young general, miss is back. Great! The general and his wife haven't rested yet. I'll tell them now."

After entering the flower Hall of the mansion, Meng Xiaoxiao was naturally amazed by the luxury and richness inside. He couldn't help whispering in his heart: the mansion of the ancient general is better than those in TV dramas.

I was looking around. I was full of eyes. Suddenly, I heard a thunderous roar: "Xiaoxiao! You still know to come back! How dare I break your leg!"

Meng Xiaoxiao was startled and went with his reputation. He saw a middle-aged man in an ancient military uniform staring at himself.

His eyebrows were thick and strong. At this time, they were twisted into a knot, and his eyes were bright, with a stern and sullen light. The whole person seems to have a tough momentum without anger.

Meng Xiaoxiao guessed that this man must be his ancient father, general Meng. She also stared at him and opened her mouth gently, but her father couldn't say anything.

When the father saw Meng Xiaoxiao's silly appearance, he was even more angry and shouted: "sneak out for a few days, don't even recognize your father?!"

Mencius Luo gently pulled Meng Xiaoxiao's sleeve, suggesting that she said something nice.

Meng Xiaoxiao thought, I don't know you at all. I don't know why I should leave the gold of the general's house. I want to sneak out to the Yixiang courtyard.

In embarrassment, a beautiful figure rushed out of the inner hall and scolded general Meng: "Sir, it's good if Xiaoxiao comes back. What's your temper?"

As he spoke, he quickly walked up to Meng Xiaoxiao and took her hand with sadness and joy: "Xiaoxiao, why are you so stupid! How have you lived these days? My mother is in a hurry! I can't sleep every day."