Dingdang also noticed Long Qian's unhappiness and quickly chased after him.
"Princess, are you worried that the prince will really come to look for Han Zhixiang?"
Even without the princess saying anything, Dingdang guessed what kind of medicine it was.
"My lord, he probably won't come. If he really liked Han Zhixiang, he would have married her long ago. He must not like Han Zhixiang."
"Then you think he likes me?" Long Qian looked up at Dingdang.
Dingdang blinked and nodded: "I like it, Your Majesty..."
"Who doesn't know why he married me? I'm just a tool here, and I still know myself."
"Go ahead." Long Qian waved his hand, "Prepare the bathing soup for me first, wash it off, how about we eat hot pot?"
Dingdang smiled lightly when he saw Long and said nothing more.
Everyone knows the purpose of the prince marrying the princess, but it is undeniable that the prince is getting better and better towards the princess.
As servants, it is best for them not to get involved in the matter between the two couples.
"Princess, how do you want to eat hot pot? I'll have someone prepare it first, and then we can start after the princess is clean." Dingdang asked with a smile.
"Okay!" Long Qian walked to the table and sat down, picking up paper and pen.
"I have prepared the pots and stoves. Just ask them to bring them to my design studio."
"The location is in the pavilion outside. It's more ventilated. As for food, I'll write a list and you can take it over and prepare it."
"Okay, I will make sure everything is properly arranged." Dingdang was so excited.
I don’t know why, but seeing the princess like this, she felt that hot pot was delicious.
Of course hot pot is delicious, especially on this late autumn evening, there is nothing more comfortable than everyone gathering around a pot, sizzling it.
Long Qian wrote down everything he wanted to eat, and someone prepared the bath water.
When she went out after taking a bath, many people gathered under the pavilion.
This way of eating hot pot is something that everyone has never heard of or seen before.
As soon as they heard about the novelty, almost everyone in Ziyuan was attracted.
"You're welcome! Just let's get together." Long Qian looked at the dishes on the table, feeling very happy, "Quick! Go get some more pairs of chopsticks."
"Sit down." Dingdang looked at everyone and rolled his eyes, "Have you brought your own chopsticks? Why don't you sit down?"
"Princess, you're welcome." Someone smiled and took out the chopsticks hidden on his body.
The others were not polite and took out the chopsticks they had brought over a long time ago.
"Thank you, princess."
This was not the first time that the princess invited them to have a big meal, so chopsticks had to be prepared in advance.
"Hahaha..." Everyone was chatting and laughing and started cooking hot pot.
Long Qian really didn't mind, the people in Ziyuan were very nice, and everyone had already become like a family.
She ate and drank enough, went back and washed herself again, then went to bed and lay down.
Her head was full of design drawings. No matter what the world was about, she just wanted to do research and development.
In the dead of night, the people in the small room were getting more and more uncomfortable.
"Brother Ling, save me! I'm feeling uncomfortable. Brother Ling, come and save me. Brother Ling, come here!"
After Long Qian left, Han Zhixiang was untied.
No one restricted her freedom, it was just her unwillingness to leave.
While the effects of the medicine were not yet obvious, she had a good meal, took a bath, and lay back on the bed wearing loose clothes.
She was sure that her brother Ling would definitely show up tonight.
The cold wind hit, and the confused Han Zhixiang felt her body sink.
She opened her eyes slightly and saw a black mask, feeling very happy.
"Brother Ling, you are finally here. I knew you would come."
