Feng Ling finally fainted, and it was Jingri who came over with two maids to help her back.
Jealousy gave rise to hatred...it turned out to be a woman who admired Prince Xuan, so no wonder she would slander the princess.
But this woman is brave enough, even the princess dares to take action.
No wonder the prince would personally punish her and beat her until she vomited blood.
He was seriously injured, and he deserved it!
The matter spread quickly, and Feng Ling's reputation here was completely destroyed.
A woman born of jealousy and hatred, no matter how she looks, will be completely different in everyone's heart.
After seeing Jingri leaving with Feng Ling, Chu Qianli's eyes fell on Feng Yexuan.
Feng Yexuan didn't look at her at all, and walked away with a cold expression.
Nothing happened here at the altar. He was not needed here.
He was angry, but not at anyone, but at himself.
But Chu Qianli couldn't guess what he was really angry about.
In short, in order to restore her reputation, destroying Feng Ling's reputation would cost him a lot, right?
He still cares about Feng Ling.
Chu Qianli knew very well in her heart.
There was another person who saw things more clearly than she did.
"You are a good husband. I miss you in my heart, but you pity the woman named Feng Ling. Does the princess feel bad?"
Lan Fan's voice is full of schadenfreude and sarcasm.
Just now when he was trying to seduce Chu Qianli and make her strip and dance, he didn't expect that this damn girl would suddenly use a strange hidden weapon at him.
Lan Fan was naturally concentrating when he was casting spells, especially since Chu Qianli's skills were not weak. As long as he was distracted, he might not be able to seduce her.
Just because he was too focused, the hidden weapon easily hit him.
I was originally injured and had to practice all night long before I could finally use the illusion technique.
Now if I get hurt again and let go in one breath, the illusion disappears in an instant.
In his heart, he was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
Chu Qianli turned around and smiled at him: "Master Palace Master is so elegant that you even gossip about such things?"
"However, the Master should take care of himself first. Even when he was injured, he still forced his energy to perform illusions. Now he is more injured. I don't know how long it will take for the Master to recover."
"You!" Lan Fan glared at her.
The hint of a smile on the corner of Chu Qianli's lips made him very angry and wanted to tear her smiling face into pieces.
"I just told the truth."
Chu Qianli turned a blind eye to his anger.
"Master, you'd better save your breath and save some energy for the upcoming blessing ceremony. If you can't even host such a simple ceremony, I'm afraid the whole country will feel that, Master, you can't even give the national master
I’m not even qualified to carry shoes.”
"!" Lan Fan clenched his fists hard, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Finally, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to calm.
Looking at the strange things that Chu Qianli took out, he suppressed his anger and asked calmly: "How do you use these inexplicable things?"
…
The blessing ceremony was indeed a bit simple, simpler than the previous ceremonies that the Imperial Master had attended.
However, the status of the Palace Master is indeed inferior to that of the National Master. The ceremony presided over by the Palace Master is a little simple, but everyone can accept it.
I just don’t know when the Imperial Master will arrive.
What the people are waiting for in their hearts is still the National Master.
The ceremony held by this Master is at best a comforting medicine.
However, something went wrong in Xinhua Village that night. Even the seats could not hold back the situation!
