Han Zhixiang didn't like this palace maid at all, but she couldn't do anything to her because she belonged to the Queen Mother.
"As long as you can let me sit in the position of Princess Shangling, I will listen to you from now on."
For the sake of the position of Crown Princess, Queen, and a lifetime of glory and wealth, it doesn't matter if she suffers a little.
"I don't know what King Ling is thinking now, but at least you have settled in, so just wait and see what happens."
Xia Lian poured herself another cup of tea, with no intention of serving Han Zhixiang.
"You mean, let me watch Long Qian seduce Brother Ling and do nothing?" Han Zhixiang frowned.
Now she likes Brother Ling more and more and can't tolerate Long Qian at all.
"Whether Prince Ling really loves Long Qian is still unknown." Xia Lian raised the corner of her mouth and smiled gloomily.
"With the election of the crown prince coming soon, the struggle between the princes will become more and more obvious. Whoever the Prince favors will be in trouble."
"So, Brother Ling deliberately ignored me, but he was actually protecting me?" Han Zhixiang was so excited that she leaned forward and held Xia Lian's hand.
The gloom on her face completely dissipated at this moment, Brother Ling loved her, Long Qian was both a tool and a scapegoat!
When Brother Ling's position becomes stable, he will divorce Long Qian without mercy and marry her in a glamorous manner.
Xia Lian pushed her hand away with some disgust and shook her head: "I am not Prince Ling, so it is impossible to guess what Prince Ling is thinking."
"No matter what, you should try to keep a low profile these days. With such a strong force behind you, you don't need to be as familiar with Long Qian."
"Brother Ling really likes me, and he doesn't want to take advantage of the power behind me. Last night he..." Han Zhixiang bit her lip shyly.
"If you look so anxious, you must really like it."
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Aster.
Long Qian looked at the breakfast brought in by Dingdang and couldn't help complaining: "Huh! Sure enough, he is your rice boss."
"Princess, what is a rice class leader?" Dingdang raised his head and glanced at her.
Long Qian pointed at the steamed buns in front of Chu Dongling and snorted: "Didn't you say there are no crab roe steamed buns? What is this?"
Dingdang pushed the plate of steamed buns in front of Chu Dongling and said with a smile: "Mr. Qiu said you can't eat too much crab roe if you have a bad stomach. It's too cold."
"I'll prepare it for you when the princess' stomach feels better, okay?"
"Not good!" Long Qian's saliva almost flowed out.
"How is your stomach?" Chu Dongling asked softly.
He asked Uncle Nine Emperors, but Uncle Nine Emperors just asked him to pay more attention to the little guy.
I've been a little busy these days, so I've neglected her.
When Long Qian was worried about how to get rid of this topic, his hand on the table was held by a big palm.
Dingdang put down the last snack and quietly left.
Long Qian looked at Chu Dongling's palm and subconsciously thought of Han Zhixiang. Were they really together last night?
He touched Han Zhixiang and wanted to touch her again, no way!
Long Qian jerked his hand away and picked up the chopsticks: "Why are you suddenly looking for me?"
The crab roe buns look delicious, but she is hungry again, what should I do?
Chu Dongling followed her gaze to the xiaolongbao on the plate and coughed lightly.
"You can't eat it now, but later..."
Before he finished speaking, a small hand snatched away a small steamed bun with lightning speed.
"There is no future!" If you don't eat now, you will have no chance in the future.
Chu Dongling looked at the girl who was eating with gusto, and the dark eyes under the mask were a little darker.
