Long Qian slept until dawn. After washing, he walked out of the outer hall and sat with Dingdang to have breakfast.
Unexpectedly, someone came before I had even taken a few bites.
"Sister Qian'er, my sister is here to say hello!" Han Zhixiang walked in in gorgeous clothes.
Behind her, there was an unfamiliar face to Long Qian.
"See Princess Ling!" The maid leaned forward, "This servant is Miss Zhixiang's maid Xiao Qian, and has the same name as Princess Ling."
"Presumptuous!" Dingdang suddenly jumped up, "I am a slave, how dare you have a name?"
From a glance, one could tell that Han Zhixiang came in to show off. Could it be that the prince really favored her last night?
Dingdang didn't know that she fell asleep after eating hot pot last night.
"It's just a name taboo, sister Qian'er, don't you really mind?" Han Zhixiang stretched out her hand.
The maid Xia Lian immediately stepped forward and helped Han Zhixiang towards the bench beside her: "Empress Zhixiang, walk slowly!"
Empress Zhixiang? Long Qian raised her eyebrows.
Wouldn't Chu Dongling really want Han Zhixiang? No way? She hasn't left yet.
The thought of two women serving one husband together is quite exciting.
"Princess Princess, now you and my wife Zhixiang can be regarded as sisters. Any grudges we had in the past can be wiped out."
Xia Lian looked at Long Qian for a moment, with a smile on her lips and gloomy eyes.
"With the help of your sisters, King Ling will surely have unlimited career prospects in the future."
"The prince only has one wife, our princess, don't talk nonsense!" Dingdang glanced at her with a look of disdain.
It's not that she's not afraid of Han Zhixiang, but the princess is her savior, and she can even risk her life for the princess.
"The maid next to the princess is so young, so she doesn't worry about harming her master?" Xia Lian snorted coldly and smiled again.
"If the princess is willing, I can ask the Queen Mother for a slave for you. It will definitely be better than this cheap slave."
"No need." Long Qian waved his hand casually, "My people are very nice. If nothing happens, you can leave!"
Dingdang finally felt better when he saw Long Qian protecting him.
As the saying goes, she will go wherever the princess goes, and her life belongs to the princess.
But the prince will not really want this woman, right? What he does is too unfair to the princess.
If what happened is true, she will no longer worship the prince in the future.
Compared with Dingdang's complicated mood, Long Qian had an attitude that it had nothing to do with him.
She ate porridge and snacks, and occasionally looked at the design drawings beside her, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Sister Qian'er, aren't you unwilling at all?" Han Zhixiang stroked her flat belly and smiled gently.
She seems to be a completely different person from the shrew she was yesterday.
She didn't know whether Long Qian was pretending not to care, or whether he didn't want to believe that Brother Ling really favored her last night.
No matter what, this is not the result she wants to see.
She wanted to see Long Qian in agony, and she wanted to see Long Qian making a big fuss and being driven out of the mausoleum by Brother Ling.
"If you call me sister, why should I not be willing to accept it?" Long Qian opened the next design drawing.
Seeing that she was still carefree, Han Zhixiang almost couldn't hold back the smile on her face.
"Brother Ling really came last night. Do you not believe it or are you deceiving yourself?"
She looked down at her belly, her expression softening again.
"Brother Ling is very gentle and treats me very well. Maybe I already have Brother Ling's little prince in my belly. Long Qian, you are definitely going to lose!"
Long Qian put down his chopsticks, looked up at Han Zhixiang, and frowned: "Are you sure he is gentle?"
