"Good!" Yuan Feijing clapped her hands, "Nie Qingqing, you actually have a day when I admire you, good!"
"I'm sorry." Nie Qingqing turned around and cupped his hand towards her.
"Lord Wu Qing is mighty!" Hundreds of black cavalry soldiers shouted in unison.
Their voices are loud and clear, and you can tell from the first listen that they are top-notch masters.
A maid came over tremblingly and knelt beside Long Qian.
"My lord and princess, please forgive me. Don't blame the princess. She talks nonsense because she is unwell! Please forgive me, lord and princess."
Ning Xia looked at Chu Dongling for a moment, and suddenly felt envious of Long Qian who was being protected by him.
The man's appearance is not important. He is the God of War of the Star-Moon Kingdom and the hero in the hearts of all people.
It is also a recognized fact that he is better than other princes in all aspects. If you can get his favor, your life will be very happy.
She should have listened to her mother's teachings and made up her mind to marry the God of War.
"Your Highness, can I tell you a secret?" Ning Xia turned her eyes and landed on Long Qian, with a proud smile on her lips.
"She is not Long Qian at all. The original Long Qian is dead. She is a fake! My lord, you have been deceived."
Ning Xia met Long Qian's stunned gaze and sat down slowly.
"Tell yourself, are you Long Qian? Are you really born in a yin year, yin month, yin day?"
"The prince loves you so much because he thinks you are really his lucky star. It's a pity..."
She narrowed her eyes and said in a lower voice: "Unfortunately, you are not the real Long Qian at all, you are a fake!"
Ning Xia took out a letter from her arms, stood up, and placed it in front of Chu Dongling.
"I met Mr. Prophet before I came here. This is his handwritten letter. Your Majesty, please read it!"
She raised her head and glanced sideways at Long Qian, then curled her lips and said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that I happened to be born on a yin day in a yin year, a yin month, and a yin day."
"My horoscopes match the prince's very well. Not only can I remove the prince's anger, but I can also relieve him of his troubles. I am the most suitable candidate for Princess Ling."
Long Qian never thought that his life experience would be learned from another person. What kind of prophet can really see through everything?
Putting it this way, if Chu Dongling couldn't find a woman born in a yin year with a yin month and a yin day, would it really be a disaster?
Chu Dongling looked at the little girl's big round eyes and fed her slightly pursed lips a small piece of meat.
"You are Long Qian."
Long Qian blinked and wanted to say that she was not, she was really not the Long Qian of this era, nor was she born in a yin year, yin month, yin day.
But Chu Dongling didn't give her a chance to speak, and handed a spoonful of bird's nest to her lips.
Long Qian opened her lips slightly and took the bird's nest into her mouth.
"My lord, she is not Long Qian, she really isn't!" Ning Xia became anxious.
Since she wants to be Princess Ling, this is her last trump card.
Who doesn't know that Prince Ling married Long Qian to eliminate his hostility? Long Qian is a tool, and she will be too.
But what does it mean? Prince Ling's gentleness was something she had never seen in a prince before, and he was just a woman from beginning to end.
As long as she becomes his only woman, she will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life.
"Get out!" Chu Dongling put down the spoon, and his breath suddenly sank.
"Yes." Nie Qingwu strode over and picked up Ning Xia, turned around and walked out.
"My lord, you know that she is not Long Qian, why do you still deceive yourself?" Ningxia refused.
"Brothers, she is not your Princess Ling. Believe me, she will kill your prince!"
