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

Be silent for a moment,

Both of them seemed to realize that they were being a little silly.

"How long are you going to stand there?" The girl's tone now contained an unconscious hint of coquettishness.

The man walked in with his hands behind his hands and looked around, "Are you here?"

"Can't you see, I'm making some snacks."

Meng Xian took out the baked snacks one by one and placed them on the plate.

Several kinds of shortbread are made exquisitely and compactly, and when placed on a porcelain white jade plate, they are even more pleasing to the eye.

She picked up a piece of jujube paste cake and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Do you want to try my craftsmanship?"

The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, he grabbed her hand and led her to feed the first piece of pastry freshly baked into his mouth.

The cake crust is crispy and delicious, and the jujube paste is sweet but not greasy.

Even though Jiang Heng didn't like sweets very much, he couldn't help but gain a little more appetite.

Sensing the brilliance in his eyes, the girl looked quite proud, "How is it? Doesn't it taste good?"

Jiang Heng did not answer, but responded directly with action - he ate five yuan in one go.

It was not just to flatter her, but he was really hungry since he had not had any water since he had rushed back from Bieyuan.

Meng Xian also noticed it, turned around, filled a bowl of mung bean and lily soup and handed it to him, jokingly said: "Aren't you supposed to go to the Royal Garden to escape the summer and have fun? Why do you come back so hungry?"

Jiang Heng took a few mouthfuls of soup to calm down, "Enjoy?"

"It's really fun to have people to punch sandbags with."

Meng Xian was slightly surprised, "Huh? What do you mean, you got into a fight?"

"It's not a fight, it's just the emperor's whim. He insists on watching the competition."

Meng Xian understood.

Whatever the emperor wants to do, the people below him must be all kinds of flatterers.

And the competition...

When it comes to martial arts, I'm afraid no one will leave him behind.

Meng Xian suddenly became curious, "How did you compete? With fists and feet or with swords?"

"Those who are really capable will use swords, and the rest will be over with just two moves." Jiang Heng thought that this mung bean and lily soup was also very good, not sweet and not greasy, and it was just right to eat in the hot summer weather.

After a bowl of soup, he felt much better.

Meng Xian also knew the purpose of his visit, but now that he was eating and drinking, it seemed that he had forgotten all about his purpose.

I felt funny but also a little annoyed.

The two looked at each other and realized that the kitchen was really not a good place to talk.

Meng Xian took off her apron, cleaned her hands, and took him to her yard.

There was not a single servant in the courtyard, and Meng Xian guessed that Chunxiang Chunyue had already known about this guy's entry, and specifically blocked him away.

"You do it first, I'll find something."

Once she got back to her room, Meng Xian didn't bother to greet him. Instead, she turned around and rummaged through the cabinets and found something.

After a while, she heard a excited cry, "Found it."

He looked closely and saw a bundle in her hand, which seemed to contain fabrics, silk and the like.

"This is?"

"Sister Lingyi told me last time that in the middle of summer, she is most afraid of heat, but she has just given birth so she doesn't dare to use ice."

"Here are two pieces of flowing yarn. It is light and smooth. It is the most suitable material for summer wear. You can take it and give it to her for me."

Jiang Heng noticed the name she addressed Jiang Lingyi, and was slightly startled, "When did your relationship with my sister become so good?"

"She often invites me to her house during the middle of the month. Once we go back and forth, we become familiar with her."

"When did it happen?" How come he didn't know at all.

"Wait a minute, you and my sister have only met a few times? Can she invite you to her house?"

Meng Lian: "What's wrong?"

"You... don't you think it's offensive?" Jiang Heng found it difficult to understand the feelings between women.

"I don't think so."

Then why did she keep putting off asking for time to think about it when he expressed his feelings?

"You and my sister are so warm after just a few meetings. I have known you for so long and I have expressed my feelings to you. Why are you still timid and hesitant?"

Meng Xian was immediately speechless when he asked.

Can this be the same?

One is a kind and friendly person like her sister, and I feel comfortable getting along with her;

And he...

It's not that it's not good to be with him.

But the relationship between men and women is always not as natural and calm as the relationship between same-sex people.

She didn't know how to answer, so she simply pursed her red lips and chose silence.

He seemed very unhappy and reached out to pinch the soft flesh of one of her cheeks.

Not to mention, it's soft and smooth, and feels great to the touch.

Jiang Heng discovered this the last time he pinched her face.

Meng Lian was in pain and slapped the claws off unceremoniously, "What are you doing? You pinched my face for no reason last time. Are you still addicted?"

"I don't know how much time has passed since the three days you mentioned; don't you have anything to say?"

This fact proves that he broke his promise first, and Meng Xian can't make excuses.

"I, I don't want to either~"

Her voice is as crisp as a warbler's cry, and when she lowers the volume, she sounds like a coquettish girl.

Jiang Heng was so shocked by this tone that he shuddered slightly.

"You, please speak nicely."

Meng Xian's eyes widened slightly, with an innocent look on his face, "Why didn't I talk properly just now?"

"..."

……

Jiang Heng felt that if they kept talking about things like this, the matter between the two of them might not be finalized for a long time.

He lowered his eyes slightly and stared at the pair of watery almond eyes.

"Don't change the subject, keep talking."

Meng Xian couldn't help laughing, his serious look was really cute.

The smile in the girl's eyes was gentle and intoxicating, "Okay, whatever the prince wants to hear, I will continue."

"You!" Jiang Heng was shocked by how rogue this girl was.

"Stop pretending to be stupid. You owe me so much and you want to default on your debt?"

"Meng Xian, let me tell you, if you don't make it clear today, you can't even think about leaving."

The girl leaned her chin closer to him and couldn't help but continue teasing him.

"This is my home, where can I go?"

"..."

Jiang Heng gritted his teeth, feeling that he couldn't bear it anymore.

He grabbed her wrist, which was as white as jade, and then used a little force to bring her into his arms;

Meng Xian was caught off guard and was pulled back repeatedly, and finally fell firmly onto his lap.

Afraid of falling, she subconsciously reached out and climbed onto his shoulders.

With their eyes facing each other, and in such an intimate posture, Meng Xian's whole body was almost on fire.

She struggled to get up, but before she could make a move, the man stretched out his arm and tightly grasped her waist in his palm.

There was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and in such a situation, she was unable to move at all.

"Little rascal~"

His voice was cool and soft, with burning breath, spraying against her ears;

It was deep and mellow, making the woman in his arms feel dazed for a moment.

"If you don't make it clear today, I will keep hugging you like this."

It's not that Meng Xian didn't want to say it.

She went to the Hou Mansion to find him that day. On the one hand, she wanted to deliver something to Zheng Xuze; on the other hand, she wanted to explain her feelings to him.

But it happened that he was not in the house that day.

For some things, it just depends on the mood and state.

Just like that day when he was not there when she wanted to say what she wanted to say most, even if she did say it in the future, her mood would definitely not be as good as that day.

But now, it’s really time to say it.

The man also became quiet and stopped making any sound, his focused gaze locked on the person in his arms.

Meng Xian felt that he was not a stupid person, but now he had so many thoughts in his mind that he didn't know how to speak.

——"Just looking back at you makes me miss you."

With so many thoughts in her heart that she didn't know how to express, Meng Xian suddenly remembered that she had read such a sentence in the "Lovesickness" song.

I just felt that what he said was exactly what he said.

The woman's voice was soft but firm, and word by word, this love poem expressing her feelings hit the heart of the young Marquis Jiang Heng.

The man's breath was suffocated, and the string in his head seemed to be stretched to the extreme, and then disconnected again with a ding.

His heart was beating extremely fast, his mind went blank, and his whole body was heating up from the inside out.

Meng Xian couldn't help but read out the words as she thought about it, but as she finished speaking, she felt shy again and lowered her eyes timidly, not daring to look at him.

But how could he allow her to escape at this moment——

Slender and strong fingers pinched her delicate and pointed chin, slightly raising it to look at her;

This time,

Both of them saw themselves in each other's eyes.