The atmosphere around him disappeared again. Long Qian waited for a long time, but then he heard the sound of opening and closing the door.
He seemed to be getting dressed just now and then left.
Long Qian blinked, pulled off the quilt, and slowly closed his eyes.
With him here, how could she feel uneasy?
Thinking like this, she quickly closed her eyes.
After sleeping until dawn, Long Qian was woken up by a knock on the door.
"Princess, I'm coming in." Dingdang opened the door and walked in.
Long Qian turned over and murmured: "What time is it?"
When her aunt came here in the past, she loved to sleep.
Qing'er checked her and said it was normal, so she slept soundly, often sleeping until noon before getting up.
There were a lot of things yesterday, so she relaxed and felt very tired. No matter how hard she slept, she couldn't get enough sleep.
"Princess, what time is it? What time is it?" Dingdang placed the basin filled with warm water on the low table.
"The prince said we will set off in an hour. Princess, please get up quickly."
As soon as Dingdang came to the bed, Long Qian suddenly sat up.
If Dingdang hadn't reacted quickly and backed away suddenly, his two heads would have hit each other.
"Princess, why are you so surprised?" When Dingdang turned around, her face turned red.
"Your clothes... let me help you so you don't catch a cold."
Seeing her appearance, Long Qian frowned and pushed her hand away.
But the moment she lowered her head, her brows wrinkled unconsciously.
"Didn't that guy come back last night?" Long Qian tightened his collar and hurriedly adjusted his clothes.
She didn't have the habit of taking off her own clothes while sleeping. This must be that guy's crime.
"The prince came back last night." Dingdang covered his lips and laughed.
"I also heard that Shang Anshu was arrested. It seems that the prince asked someone to escort him back to the imperial city. Oh, and he may be paraded through the streets."
Long Qian looked up at her and even stopped tying the clothesline.
"So fast?"
What kind of miraculous speed does this man have?
"It's true." Dingdang held his hands in front of his chest with a look of infatuation.
"Our prince is like this. As long as he takes action, there is nothing that cannot be solved."
Long Qian glanced at Dingdang with a little disdain: "If you like him so much, why don't you marry him?"
Obviously I was scared to death before, but now I admire you so much.
Dingdang, I look down on you!
"Princess, what nonsense are you talking about?" Dingdang immediately leaned over and covered Long Qian's mouth with his hand.
But her hand just touched Long Qian and she took it back.
"The prince belongs to the princess and will always be so. I hope the princess will not make such jokes in the future."
"Just say it if you're afraid of death." Long Qian lowered his legs.
Seeing this, Dingdang bent down to take her boots and put them on for her.
"Your Majesty is really excellent, but it has nothing to do with my fear of death."
"You're not afraid of death, why don't you marry him?" Long Qian rolled his eyes.
Dingdang raised his head and glanced at her, then lowered his head and continued to help her put on her shoes.
"Does the princess think the prince is so casual?"
"I've been married nine times, why don't you call me casual?" Long Qian stood up and walked forward.
"Princess, you really misunderstood the prince, he..." Dingdang stamped his feet anxiously.
Long Qian ignored her and came to the mirror, and sure enough she found a few new kisses on her neck.
"Is that guy a dog?"
She took the towel from Dingdang and wiped her neck vigorously.
"Princess, it can't be wiped off." Dingdang smiled and took the towel.
"This is proof that the prince loves you, don't be angry."
