Ming Cangxiang took the cup from Su Ling, opened the lid, and felt a scent of fragrance. He smiled and said, "It smells good."
"I've been cooking for two hours." Su Ling sat aside and looked at him affectionately with watery eyes, "Xiang, the late emperor's ceremony will be held in a few days. You... are going to take Nan Fengyue there.
?"
Ming Cangxiang paused for a moment, then glanced at her with his peripheral vision, raised his hand and stroked her cheek, "Maybe."
Su Ling bit her lip. She knew very well that what he decided would never be changed easily. Even if she wanted to stop it, it would be of no avail. However, to let him bring that woman to such an important occasion, she would do it no matter what.
It won’t be allowed!
She regained her smile, grabbed his hand, and said softly, "She is your princess after all, and she should be taken care of."
"Ling'er," Ming Cangxiang put his arms around her and rested his chin on the top of her head, "In my heart, you are irreplaceable."
"Yes." Su Ling nodded with blushing cheeks, raised her beautiful eyes slightly, and said cautiously, "Since the emperor has already hinted that you can marry me, why do you still..."
Ming Cangxiang's cold face flashed with a trace of unspeakable complexity. It was the guilt of the minister towards the emperor, and the apology from the younger brother to his older brother. He patted the back of her hand and said, "He is the emperor, even if he acquiesces, I still want to
Worry about his face. Let’s discuss this matter later.”
Su Ling's heart tightened. She was afraid of this outcome. She was afraid that her father still insisted on making her the imperial concubine, that the emperor would regret it, and that Nan Feng Yue would interfere with it.
Despite this, she still didn't show any thoughts on her face, but smiled considerately, "I don't care about status. As long as I can be with you now, I am satisfied."
Ming Cangxiang hugged her lovingly, "Don't worry, sooner or later, I will give you an explanation."
Because of Ming Shaofeng's arrival, Prince Xiang's Mansion prepared a reception banquet. In addition to Lin Leer, the nominal princess, Su Ling and Ru Yan were also present.
"Shaofeng, this is my first glass of wine, and the fourth brother will give it to you first." Ming Cangxiang seemed to be in a good mood. Lin Leer sat on his left hand side, but Su Ling sat on the right hand side. Their identity and status
,it goes without saying.
Ming Shaofeng picked up the cup and said, "Thank you, fourth brother."
Lin Le'er looked at the two of them and inadvertently met Su Ling's eyes. The latter smiled lightly, picked up the cup and stood up, "Seventh Prince, Ling'er also wants to toast you a drink."
Ru Yan raised her eyebrows and turned to look at Lin Le'er. She couldn't believe that she couldn't see this blatant provocation.
Lin Leer's eyes were slightly narrowed, and she looked at Su Ling interestingly, as if she was watching a sitcom.
Ming Shaofeng didn't even raise his eyelids, he just raised his head and took a sip from the cup.