Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 890: Is it too late to be reserved now?

Chapter 890 Is it too late to be reserved now?

Hearing her asking so casually, Murong Ming was instantly furious again.

Tang Zixin blinked her eyes and waited for a while before hearing Murong Ming say three words angrily, "Murong Ming."

Murong Ming? Murong Ming? Murong Ming?

Looking at Murong Ming's dark and handsome face, Tang Zixin didn't have the courage to ask him which Ming it was?

After Tang Zixin struggled with the word Ming, he noticed his surname belatedly, "Your surname is Murong? Are you from the royal family?"

Hearing Tang Zixin's question, Murong Ming raised his eyebrows proudly, "My prince is ranked sixth."

Did she really guess it? The imperial city is indeed the territory of the Tian family, and there are relatives of the emperor everywhere.

Tang Zixin said with a flattering smile, "So it's the sixth prince."

It turned out to be a prince, no wonder he was so good-looking and had such an outstanding temperament, but Yun Shaoning was more suitable for her.

Thinking of Yun Shaoning, Tang Zixin sighed again in an instant.

Murong Ming frowned, "Why are you sighing?"

Tang Zixin said cheekily, "I'm thinking about my husband, I don't know where Yun Shaoning is now, what's going on, I'm still waiting for him to come back and marry me?"

Murong Ming's expression turned ugly for a moment, but when he heard what she said behind him, sympathy flashed in his eyes.

Cousin should really be with Brother Huang. With Brother Huang's temper, he would never let Yun Shaoning get married, so what is she going to do in the future?

Just when Murong Ming was worried about Tang Zixin, Tang Zixin suddenly fell asleep.

Looking at Tang Zixin who was huddled beside the fire, Murong Ming frowned, took off his robe helplessly, and gently covered her body.

Feeling the warmth, Tang Zixin turned over in an instant and wrapped the robe directly.

The yellowish flame flickered lightly, and Murong Ming took a serious look at her face for the first time.

Her face is not big, with some baby fat on it, she looks a bit childish, with makeup on her face, but it is not as gorgeous as Sanhuang's Wife at that time, but she has a refreshing feeling when she looks at it. The delicate makeup is also spent, but with her slightly pouty red lips, she is very cute.

Murong Ming stared blankly at Tang Zixin for a long time before finally coming to his senses. Jun blushed and dressed her up before sitting back in his seat in a panic.

Tang Zixin sleeps peacefully, Murong Ming sits on vigil, and the two of them passed the night peacefully.

The next day, when Tang Zixin woke up, she found that Murong Ming was no longer in the cave.

She was startled suddenly, and stood up "whoosh".

Seeing the robe slipping off her body, Tang Zixin slowly felt at ease.

The clothes are still here, he probably won't leave her behind, maybe he went to find something to eat.

Tang Zixin got up on one foot and put on the wedding dress again, then walked out with Murong Ming's clothes in his arms.

"Cousin...Murong Ming..." Tang Zixin shouted into the forest at the top of his voice.

As soon as Tang Zixin's high-pitched voice fell, Murong Ming appeared.

"Biao...Murong Ming!" She quickly hopped over with one foot.

Murong Ming glanced at Tang Zixin's injured foot, "It seems your foot is recovering."

Tang Zixin bent his eyes and said with a smile, "Thanks to you, it's much better."

As he spoke, he shook his little white girl as if to prove it.

Looking at her little feet as white as jade, Murong Ming's eyes flickered, "Go back and put on your shoes."

As Murong Ming said, he stuffed the fruit in Tang Zixin's arms, then picked her up and went to the cave.

Tang Zixin was holding his clothes and fruits, staring blankly at Murong Ming's handsome face, and suddenly felt her heart beat faster.

Murong Ming carried Tang Zixin back to the cave, then squatted down, and skillfully put on her shoes and socks.

Looking at Murong Ming who lowered her head and seriously put on shoes for him, Tang Zixin's thick skin couldn't help turning red. In fact, she can already put on shoes by herself now.

He is not so unmannered, there are not many people who are willing to wear shoes for women in modern times, not to mention that he is still a prince, he should be very good to his concubines and concubines.

Tang Zixin frowned, suddenly feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

Murong Ming helped Tang Zixin put on his shoes, then raised his eyes and said, "I just went out to find a way, you ate the fruit, let's go out."

"Yeah." Tang Zixin withdrew his thoughts and responded, and gave half of the fruit he just gave to Murong Ming.

Murong Ming refused to answer, "Eat it, I have eaten it before."

Tang Zixin frowned, and withdrew her hand somewhat disappointed.

After eating all the fruits in his arms, Tang Zixin finally felt a little more comfortable in his stomach.

Murong Ming also got dressed, and squatted in front of Tang Zixin, "Let's go."

Tang Zixin blushed and said, "Actually, I can go by myself."

Murong Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled evilly, "Isn't it too late to be reserved now?"

He recited her all day yesterday.

Tang Zixin blushed even more, and slowly lay on Murong Ming's back.

Murong Ming picked her up effortlessly and left the cave.

The two left the forest and returned to the previous mountain path.

Murong Ming didn't go any further, but went back the same way.

Yesterday, he must have gone in the wrong direction. He can't tell where he is now, so he can only go back to the place where the horse fell before before he can find his way back to the imperial city.

The two of them didn't talk all the way until Tang Zixin saw the beads of sweat on Murong Ming's temples.

"Are you tired?" Tang Zixin grabbed his sleeves and wiped off Murong Ming's sweat, "How about I come down and take a walk?"

Murong Ming frowned and didn't answer.

"How about we take a break?"

Murong Ming still did not speak.

Tang Zixin rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't I take off the wedding dress, and it can be lighter."

Finally, Murong Ming couldn't help turning his eyes to Tang Zixin, and said coldly, "You just like taking off your clothes so much."

Tang Zixin blushed and flattered, "No, didn't I just want to make you relax?"

"I'm not tired."

Murong Ming said with a dark face, and continued to walk forward with her on his back.

Tang Zixin glanced at his dark face, and silently wiped his sweat with his sleeve.

Murong Ming's expression finally eased gradually.

The two walked for a while, and finally met Ziwei who had been searching all night.

"Sixth Highness, are you alright?" Zi Mu greeted Murong Ming instantly when he saw Murong Ming.

"It's fine." Murong Ming replied blankly.

Tang Zixin lay on Murong Ming's back and looked at Zimu curiously. This is the guard in the palace, and he is indeed quite imposing.

When Zimu saw Tang Zixin in a wedding dress, he suddenly said, "This is Miss Tang."

Murong Ming's eyes flashed, as if explaining, "She hurt her foot."

Zimu looked surprised, and quickly said, "Miss Tang is injured, so let the subordinates come down and carry it."

Murong Ming's face darkened, and he stared at Zi Mu coldly.

Zimu suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and he no longer dared to speak indiscriminately.