Chapter Thirty-Seven I Will Take Responsibility

  "Your Majesty, please calm down!" The little eunuch who followed him immediately turned pale upon seeing Mu Beifeng's displeased face and hastily explained: "It was the Eighth Prince who insisted on seeing the Northern King's Consort! He rushed over as soon as he heard she was here at the Northern King's Manor!"

  "Get up!"

  Mo Bei Feng slightly furrowed his brow, then looked at Xia Tong who was still laughing and chatting with Cheng, a faint smile involuntarily curving up the corners of his mouth.

  "Hello, you're so cute!" On this side, Xia Tong laughed and pulled him over, holding his face, "smack" kissed him on the cheek. "You're really, really cute!"

  "You're outrageous, woman!" Mu Beichuan shouted, taking a few steps back, looking at her in shock: "You...you actually..." As he spoke, he vigorously rubbed the cheek that Xia Tong had kissed, his face red enough to rival a ripe shrimp!

  Mu Beichen standing beside him gazed at Xia Tong, who had made the Eighth Prince's face turn red with embarrassment, with eyes full of doting: Never before had any woman been able to make this young master so flustered!

  "What's wrong with me?" Xia Tong asked with a sly smile, this kid is actually shy!

  He glanced at Xia Tong, immediately lowered his head, and blushed again, awkwardly saying: "The palace maid told me that if I had a physical relationship with that woman on that day, then I would have to marry her as my queen! She said that as a man, I must take responsibility!" After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Xia Tong, his gaze extremely firm. "Don't worry, I will take responsibility, I will definitely marry you as my queen!"

  "Haha......haha......"

  Xia Tong was stunned for a while, and then burst out laughing. She covered her stomach, laughed so hard that she bent over, pointed at Mu Bei Chen, then pointed at herself, held back her laughter, and asked: "You... want to marry me?"

  "Mmm!" Mu Beichuan nodded solemnly and heavily once.

  "Haha……" Xiaotong burst out laughing again! Suddenly, she took a step forward, grabbed him, lowered her head and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, pinched his tender face and laughed "You're really so adorable!"

  "You... you... you..." Mu Beichuan struggled to get free, his eyes as clear as black grapes widened in shock, he stuttered and couldn't say a word, his face which had just calmed down turned red again.

  "Hehe..."

  Suddenly, Xia Tong's body was lifted by someone and quickly crashed into a solid embrace. A slightly sour voice echoed in her ear: "She is already my woman, you want to marry her? Try next life!"

  A glance, met a pair of slightly reproachful eyes, as if saying: You shouldn't be like this!

  "Hong" Xiaotong immediately felt a wave of dizziness, how could he be jealous like a child towards his own younger brother, another clear-cut child?

  A warm feeling suddenly spread throughout her body, and her heart seemed to have been injected with honey-like sweetness ---- this is love, a fairy-tale like beautiful love! She was the lucky princess in the fairy tale!

  Mu Beichuan puffed out his cheeks, looking at the two people in front of him with a huff, his stubborn eyes full of hurt.

  Xia Tong suddenly couldn't bear it, and with a stern expression, she poked Mu Beichen who was holding her, scolding: "He's still just a kid, why are you bullying him?! Look, he's about to cry, hurry up and comfort him!"

  "Bad woman! I didn't cry, I'm not a kid!" Mu Beichuan immediately shouted at her.

  "You must call her sister-in-law!" Mu Beichen commanded coldly.

  "What's wrong with you?" Mu Beichuan turned his face away, stubbornly refusing to respond to Meng Beichen.

  "She is your sister-in-law..." Mu Beichen said coldly.

  Haha! He really is like a kid! Xia Tong smiled as she watched all of this.

  Mu Beifeng, who had been watching everything unfold beside him, relaxed his clenched fists and smiled, saying: "Since Zhan came out of the palace specifically to see the Northern King's consort, why don't we go to the Northern King's residence now?"

  Mu Beichen shot Mu Beifeng a glance, his eyes full of displeasure.

  Xiatong smiled and pulled Hong's face red, Mu Beichuan onto the carriage back to the mansion!