Although it is not their fault, after all, the only way for a woman to become an emperor in the palace is to climb up.
However, the annihilation of human nature, but it is the cruelty and ruthlessness of this harem that makes women step into the abyss. Whose fault is this?
"Your Highness, Princess, there is a foreign prince outside who wants to see you."
The voice of the chamberlain came from outside the palace, Qianxun and Feng Canglun looked at each other, foreign prince?
When did Qianxun and Feng Canglun meet the foreign prince?[
Could it be Leng Fengling?
"Which country are you from?"
Qianxun said coldly, and the chamberlain hurriedly entered the palace, "Back to the princess, that is Nangong Xi, the ninth prince of Zhen Kingdom."
Nangong Xi?
Qianxun thought for a while, and it took a long time to remember this person. Oh my God, two years passed in the blink of an eye, and that person never appeared. She used to hate Nangong Xi, a little pervert, but now that she thinks about it, she is a bit cute.
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"The princess said she was unwell and disappeared!"
Feng Canglun rushed back before Qianxun could answer. The chamberlain looked at Qianxun cautiously, but the legendary and fierce princess had a nonchalant look on her face, "Go and go back according to His Highness's words."
In her impression, Nangong Xi only gave away food at most.
He also had a purpose. After meeting Feng Canglun and others, everything became clear.
The most important thing is that we no longer owe each other any more and walk our own paths in the world.
The chamberlain responded and retreated. Feng Canglun hugged her tightly, "Madam, you are so kind!"
"Let me go, it's so hot." Qianxun pushed him away. The stage around the palace was filled with wedding items, so there were a few less ice basins. July is a very hot month. At this time,
Getting married is indeed very hard.
Feng Canglun stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, stood up, and personally pasted the red happy words on the wall with the chamberlain. Qianxun stood up, said hello to Feng Canglun, and went to the opposite hall.
After Qianxun left, Feng Canglun stood there in a daze, looking at Qianxun's increasingly charming back, with faint blue hair fluttering in the wind, and felt melancholy in her heart.
Even though the wedding is about to take place, why do I still feel uneasy?