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

Chapter 222
"Baimeiyuan?" Xinmeng was startled, and after realizing it, she felt a sharp pain coming from the tip of her heart.

Does Baimei Garden imply that the Eighth Prince Xiao Lang likes to collect beauties?

Seeing Xinmeng's half-believing eyes, Xiao Qian knew that his words had worked, and immediately got up and said, "If Miss Shen doesn't believe you, you can ask the Eighth Prince himself. I almost forgot that the Eighth Prince is not in the capital. Where is the romantic life? One day he suddenly thinks of Miss Shen, maybe he will come back."

Xinmeng shook her head: "You lied to me, he is not that kind of person."

But Xiao Qian could easily hear the uncertainty in her tone, and deliberately looked at her with pity: "The quickest way to prove it is to send someone to find out whether the garden of the Eighth Prince's Mansion is called 'Baimei Garden'. Okay. That's it, I'm done talking here, I'm going back to the palace now."

Just let her stay here and think about it for herself, whether an eighth prince who is devoted to the landscape, does not do business, and even lingers in the flowers does not deserve her to give up a higher and better status.

The prince Xiao Qian cast a last glance at Xin Meng who was stunned there, found the tenth prince Xiao Ji who was playing with the maidservant in Tsing Yi, and walked away.

There is no need to ask for proof, Xiao Qian dares to say that the garden of the Eighth Prince's Mansion is called "Baimei Garden", so it is naturally true.There's no need for him to make up a false name to deceive her.

What she minds is not the name of the garden.

Rather, when Xiao Lang had been away from Beijing for a long time, he was so stingy that he never let anyone pass on a single word to her.

She laughed self-deprecatingly.What Xiao Qian said was correct, Xiao Lang was not a dedicated person, or he didn't believe that she was the only one.

Taking advantage of the fact that there is no deep-rooted love and the point where she cannot extricate herself, she wants to take back all her thoughts about Xiao Lang, and devote herself wholeheartedly to the revenge plan.

However, her heart still hurt so much that she could barely breathe.

She patted her heart and fell down on the stool, her beautiful face lost all color and was frighteningly pale.

"Miss, are you alright?" A pleasant voice sounded nearby, not loud or small, with a bit of caution.

Xinmeng followed the sound subconsciously, and saw the maid in Tsing Yi squatting in front of her, staring at her with a pair of black eyes.

"No, it's nothing." As if an irrelevant person had peeped into her mind, Xin Meng used a light smile to cover up her heartache, "Go and do your work, don't worry about me."

"Is Miss really all right?" The maid in Tsing Yi asked again.

"It's okay." Xin Meng shook her head.

No matter how sad she was, she would not casually confide her thoughts to a strange and inferior maid.

"I picked up something like this when I was cleaning the garden." The maidservant in Tsing Yi handed a yellow stone to Xinmeng.

Xinmeng took the stone, and her heart beat like a drum after just looking at it.

Because one side of the flat heart-shaped stone happened to be engraved with the word "Lang".

Lang?Xiao Lang?

Her heart skipped a beat, she flipped the stone over quickly, and looked to the other side with a hint of expectation.

Dream!
"Where did you pick up this stone?" Xinmeng raised her head and asked the girl in Tsing Yi, but found that there was no one in front of her.

Standing up and looking around, the maid in Tsing Yi was nowhere to be seen, presumably she went back to rest after cleaning the garden.

Slowly sitting back on the stool, Xin Meng closed her hands and squeezed the stone tightly in her palm.

The crystal teardrops are like broken pearls, one drop, one drop...falling down, wetting the lilies outlined with silver lines on the green skirt.

(End of this chapter)