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

Chapter 763 Ranch Night (4)

Xiao Lang let go of Xinmeng, and called Mo Xinchen with a smile: "Xinchen, are you still my prince's good brother? You and Yan Ling are allowed to have a good relationship for a hundred years, and your sons and daughters will be twins, but this prince is not allowed to be with Mengmeng." Sweet together?"

Glancing meaningfully at Xinmeng in Xiao Lang's arms, Mo Xinchen sat down again, picked up the water bag from the ground, pulled out the cork, raised it up, and raised his voice: "Brother, I respect you! Mo Xinchen Chen is here to wish you and Miss Shen an early marriage!"

"Brother, thank you!" Xiao Lang also raised the water bag in front of him, responding to Mo Xinchen's toast.

Across the fire, the two raised their heads together and poured down the kumiss in the water bag.

Mo Xinchen drank the kumiss in one gulp, threw the empty water bag on the ground, and then stared at Xiao Lang and... Xinmeng who were opposite without blinking.

"Drink so fast, be careful not to get drunk." Yan Ling took out the handkerchief with a smile, and carefully wiped the liquid from the corner of Mo Xinchen's mouth.

"Drinking with my good brother, why are you afraid of getting drunk!" Mo Xinchen hugged Yan Ling into his arms, looked down at her smiling eyes, and his eyes suddenly became gentle, "Besides, I'm drunk, You take care of me."

"If you're drunk, I'll ignore you." Yan Ling pretended to be angry and punched Mo Xinchen, but her brows and eyes were still crooked, showing no sign of displeasure.

Seeing the scene of his friend flirting with his wife, Xiao Lang curled his lips into a smile, turned to look at Xinmeng, but saw her quietly drooping her eyes, which couldn't help but dim.

"What are you thinking?" He stretched out his hand, gently squeezed Xinmeng's fingertips, and asked her gently.

Xin Meng looked down at his hands, raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "I didn't think about anything."

In such an atmosphere, she shouldn't have thought of Hongyi.But for a moment just now, she just thought of Hongyi and what he said, as if a big rock was pressing on her heart, heavy, uneasy feeling lingering, always feeling that something bad was going to happen .

Seeing her denial, Xiao Lang didn't ask further, thought for a while, and said: "If there is anything you can't solve, you must say it, and let me share it with you."

"...Okay." Xinmeng responded casually, but she thought in her heart that next time she saw Hongyi, she must ask clearly what he meant by that sentence.

Seeing this, Xiao Lang's eyes darkened again, he closed his eyes lightly, and when he opened them again, there was a calm expression between his brows.

Across the bonfire, Mo Xinchen frowned almost invisible, and unconsciously tightened the arm holding Yan Ling.

"Xinchen, let go, it hurts!" Yan Ling whispered in pain, but Mo Xinchen seemed to have never heard of it, and the strength of his hands did not decrease at all, so he raised his eyes to look at Mo Xinchen suspiciously, and saw that he was not moving for a moment. Staring in one direction for a moment,

Yan Ling followed his line of sight subconsciously, and found that the people he was looking at were the Eighth Prince and Xin Meng, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

There is something wrong with Xinchen, is it because of Xinmeng?

He seems to have always had a prejudice against Xinmeng, and his attitude towards Xinmeng has never been very good.

But she likes Xinmeng very much. She comes from a distinguished background, and her father is a well-known hussar general with outstanding military exploits, but she doesn't have the usual arrogance, arrogance, and rudeness of an official lady.

After thinking about it, Yanling raised her hand to block Mo Xinchen's sight, and when he looked down at her, she said, "Xinchen, let's find a quiet place to talk."

After watching her for a while, Mo Xinchen agreed: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)