The little Marquis’ favorite: Madam, she is the richest in the world

next day

Meng Xian deliberately changed into plain clothes and dressed much more low-key than before.

The light pink narrow-sleeved gown, goose yellow tube top and pleated skirt, with magnolia flowers embroidered on the hem of the skirt with fine silk thread, are elegant and elegant, with a long-lasting fragrance.

Chunxiang was puzzled, "Girl, what are you doing?"

Meng Xian lowered her head and glanced at herself, not feeling there was anything wrong.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?"

"That's not true." Chunxiang shook her head. The girl is good-looking and can look good in any clothes.

"It's just a little too plain."

Meng Xian put on the high-quality and priceless hibiscus jade hairpin to complete her look for the day.

But he smiled without saying a word.

Chunxiang: "Girl, are you really determined to reject the young Marquis today?"

Meng Xian was slightly lost in thought when he heard this, and then smiled.

"How do you know he didn't come to me for something else?"

"If we get it wrong, wouldn't it be because we are being sentimental?"

Chunxiang looked hesitant, hesitating whether to tell Meng Xian about the news she had recently inquired about.

After thinking about it, she felt that she still couldn't hide anything.

"Girl, while I was walking around the capital these past two days, I heard a rumor, but I don't know whether it is true or not."

"tell me the story."

"There are rumors in the capital that the eldest master... intends to betroth his daughter to Mr. Jiang Xiaohou."

Meng Xian narrowed her eyes, "You mean Meng Lin?"

"Yes, and it is said that Miss Meng Lin has been deeply in love with Mr. Jiang Xiaohou for many years and will never change her infatuation."

That's all for the first sentence, but Meng Xian found the latter sentence a bit unbelievable.

Can a woman like Meng Lin, who has dignity and etiquette engraved in her bones, love someone so persistently and firmly?

Ah,

It seems that Mr. Jiang Xiaohou is really charming!

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A private room among water and clouds,

For the first time in his life, Meng Xian had some strange and subtle emotions when he came to his place.

My palms are a little sweaty and my steps are not so comfortable and relaxed.

Something seemed to be noticed inside. Through the compartment door, a very clear voice sounded, "Why are you sneaking around at the door if you don't come in?"

Who's being sneaky?

Does she need to be sneaky about her territory?

Meng Xian couldn't stand excitement. Just now, he was full of hesitation and hesitation, but now he opened the door and walked in with great vigor.

As the sandalwood door was moved away by the force of the hand, everything in the room came into view.

The man stood by the window, his hands clasped behind his back, making his figure look even more slender and waisted.

Wearing a moon-white brocade gown, a jade belt around her waist, and a green jade pendant hanging on her waist, she wore a silk-wrapped gold crown on top of her bun. She was noble and noble, beyond words.

The guards and servants in the box were all moved away with a wave of Jiang Heng's hand.

Chunxiang belongs to Meng Xian and is not under his control, so Quan Dang doesn't understand what the other person means and still follows Meng Xian step by step.

But the other party’s eyes were already very direct——

I have something to say with your girl, please disappear immediately!

Although Chunxiang was a little afraid of this majestic young prince, her loyalty to Meng Xian made her hold on to Meng Xian's sleeve and refused to let go.

Meng Xian patted her hand and whispered, "Chunxiang, please step back too."

The little girl was so frightened by someone's fierce look that she even trembled when she spoke, "Yes, I know."

Chunxiang's heart was filled with tears. She should not have overestimated her capabilities and provoked the prince's majesty just now.

A military commander who licks blood from his sword on the battlefield can scare anyone to death with just one look.

After the door was closed, everything inside and outside the box was completely isolated.

Meng Xian glanced at the person opposite angrily, "You scared my maid."

The man said lightly, looking disapproving.

"I wonder what the prince wants from me?" Meng Xian asked lazily and deliberately.

Jiang Heng, on the other hand, took his time and walked to the table in front of her like a leisurely stroll, and sat across from her.

Meng Xian met his eyes directly, and felt that the darkness was bottomless. She was not aware of his happiness and anger at all. Only the faint smile at the corner of her mouth showed that this person was still quite good at the moment. Mood.

Seeing that he didn't speak, she pursed her lips and smiled, jokingly: "Are you out of money again?"

"..."

Jiang Heng's expression instantly became a little complicated, and a little...distorted.

"Hahaha."

His deflation seemed really interesting to her, just like this moment.

The girl's eyes were cunning, and the endless smile in her eyes spread to her eyebrows and the corners of her lips. Her watery eyes were bright and clear, as bright as stars, and pure without any impurities.

"Cough cough~"

He put his fist to his lips, pretending to be indifferent.

"I'm not that poor."

Meng Xian smiled so hard that her cheeks turned pink and tears were about to come out. She pulled off the handkerchief from her waist and rubbed it casually twice, "Yes, yes, you are right."

"Meng Xian~"

The man spoke again, two short words, but his tone was low and soft, with a somewhat seductive drawl;

Seems to be begging for mercy...

With a little helpless indulgence.

In Meng Xian's impression, this was one of the few times he called himself by his first name.

She also knew how to give up when she felt like it. She stopped smiling and became serious in an instant.

Jiang Heng was dumbfounded by the speed of her change of expression, "You, you..."

It seemed that he couldn't hold it back anymore, and the man's deep and melodious smile instantly spread across the room.

Meng Xian stared at him blankly. Although she didn't understand where his smile came from, her intuition told her that it was definitely related to her.

"I said, are you stupid? Why are you laughing?"

She said dissatisfiedly.

"Meng Xian, your face-changing skills are really amazing."

It seemed like he couldn't hold it back, the smile in his voice still lingered, and even grew stronger.

Three black lines hung down from Meng Xian's forehead.

He was indeed laughing at her!

"Hey, hey, have you laughed enough? When you have laughed enough, get down to business."

"Business? Don't you know what my business is?" Jiang Heng's tone was determined, as if he was sure that she must understand the intention of his trip.

Meng Lian still wanted to pretend to be stupid, "I'm not the roundworm in your belly, how could I know?"

"Meng Xian."

He called her by name again, but this time it was with unquestionable firmness and conviction.

"You know."

He stared at her steadily, some emotions in his eyes rolling silently.

Meng Xian felt as if she was frozen by his gaze, unable to move for a moment.

All her emotions seemed to disappear at this moment, leaving only calmness and indifference.

The two of them looked at each other nakedly and directly, neither of them willing to give in, and neither of them wanted to be defeated first.

It's as if they are trying to peer into each other's hearts and souls through each other's eyes.

Danfeng eyes, peach blossom eyes,

The silent stare, the silent contest;

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Xian took the lead in breaking the silence in the room.

"Are you going to keep staring at me like this?"

Jiang Heng flicked his sleeves, annoyed and helpless, "You're still pretending to be confused."

"otherwise--"

"What do you want me to do?"

Meng Xian asked back, her originally calm and beautiful eyes now stained with a bit of displeasure.

Jiang Heng felt bad secretly.

He didn't come today to make her angry.

Before he could think of anything to say, Meng Xian's sharp mouth opened and there was no turning back.