Han Zhixiang heard the voice and turned around suddenly: "Brother Ling, why are you here?"
When she rushed towards Chu Dongling, Chu Dongling passed her by.
"Brother Ling." Han Zhixiang's eyes turned red as she almost fell down, and her eyes were filled with tears, "Xiang'er is here."
"See you, Your Majesty." Dingdang looked at the person approaching, immediately went up to him, and knelt down.
"No courtesy." Chu Dongling walked straight to Dingdang's seat and sat down.
Dingdang hurriedly stood up and went to pack his things: "I didn't know that the prince was coming, please forgive me!"
The prince actually sat in her seat, oh my god! I’m so nervous!
The cup in Long Qian's hand was snatched away by Dingdang.
"My lord, my lord, my maid, I will prepare breakfast for you. Please wait a moment!"
Dingdang packed up his things and turned to leave, without forgetting to glance at Han Zhixiang's master and servant.
Did you see? The prince really loves the princess, and the princess is not a tool!
Tinker Bell, so cute!
Long Qian's fingers didn't move, still holding the cup in the same position.
Stinky Ding Dong! If you don’t eat it yourself, why shouldn’t you let her eat it?
"Unhappy?" Chu Dongling leaned forward.
Long Qian leaned back and avoided his touch.
The table is not big to begin with, but his arms are very long!
"I don't like having outsiders in the room." Long Qian pursed her lips without raising her head.
Chu Dongling turned his head and stared at the two people standing in the hall.
"From now on, no one can step into her place without Qian'er's consent!"
Chu Dongling's voice was cold and he could tell he was angry.
Two guards came in from outside and accepted the order at the same time: "Yes, Your Majesty."
The two turned around, waved their hands and said, "Miss Han, please!"
Zhixiang Empress almost deceived them!
"Brother Ling, I..." Han Zhixiang felt aggrieved, but could not get a look from Chu Dongling.
Xia Lian took her hand and leaned towards the people inside.
"My maid and Empress Zhixiang will obey the prince's teachings. I will take Empress Zhixiang there right now."
She patted the back of Han Zhixiang's hand and led her away.
The two left Ziyuan and walked into another villa.
People in the courtyard knelt down respectfully when they saw Han Zhixiang: "See empress Zhixiang."
Han Zhixiang didn't even look at them, threw Xia Lian away, and walked into the main hall of the courtyard.
"Why don't you let me stay? Brother Ling is mine, how can you let him be with Long Qian?"
"Since the King of Tombs is yours, why are you panicking?"
Xia Lian waved her hand, and the maid who brought tea and snacks left the hall and closed the door for the people inside.
"Or are you saying that even you yourself don't know whether the person from yesterday is the King of Tombs?"
Xia Lian sat down opposite Han Zhixiang, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of tea.
Han Zhixiang stared at her and clenched her fists: "If it weren't for Brother Ling, how could you come in today?"
Yesterday, her people were not allowed to follow her. Today, more than a dozen people arranged by her father came in, and the housekeeper even gave her a private garden.
Although this ghost place is far away from Brother Ling's villa, it is small and shabby, and far inferior to Ziyuan, but it is still an independent courtyard.
"It's best for him." Xia Lian took a sip of tea and put down the cup, "The Queen Mother has high expectations for you, don't let her down."
"The Queen Mother asked you to come over and help me. Is this how you help me?" Han Zhixiang snorted coldly.
Taking her away didn't give Long Qian a chance?
"If you want to succeed, your temper must be changed." Xia Lian glanced sideways at Han Zhixiang, "You know, the Queen Mother does not have to be you!"
