Long Qian carried her luggage and passed by Yuan Feijing.
"See you again when we are destined. I also hope to drink the fresh juice you fried. Goodbye!"
She waved her hands and left without looking back.
She had to leave after all. She didn't want to say too much, but for some reason, Chu Dongling's name on the book of departure kept popping up in her mind.
It turns out that whether you like it or not, divorce is still a bit uncomfortable.
Yuan Feijing wanted to catch up, but finally held back.
"Long Qian, go! You will definitely regret it!" She shouted, kicked over a flower pot, turned around and left.
Long Qian left the courtyard of Chu Dongling and walked all the way forward.
Everyone may know that today is the day when the princess is leaving, but no one came forward to say hello, and even took a detour when they saw her.
Long Qian was thin and single, carrying only a pitifully small luggage on his shoulders, and looked a little pitiful.
The news that she left alone soon reached Ningxia's ears, and Ningxia rode her horse and hurriedly chased after her.
She finally caught up with Long Qian when he stepped out of the mausoleum gate.
"Long Qian, don't go!" Ning Xia held the horse's rope and finally got off the horse.
Long Qian seemed to be unable to hear the sound and continued walking forward.
Ningxia thought she was afraid of herself, and felt even happier.
"Long Qian, don't think about just leaving after humiliating me." Ning Xia ran to Long Qian and opened her arms.
"A good dog doesn't block the way!" Long Qian stopped and looked at her.
The dispute between the two quickly attracted nearby people.
As soon as the news came out that King Ling was going to divorce his wife, he heard that the Princess of Ningxia had moved into Ling Yuan.
In the past few days, many people have been paying attention to the relevant situation.
Unexpectedly, the princess left with her luggage early this morning, and even carried it with Princess Ningxia.
"You were so arrogant after being kicked out by the prince?" Ningxia knew that people were coming and deliberately turned up the volume.
"What does this have to do with you?" Long Qian crossed his arms and left in no hurry.
"Why doesn't it matter?" Ning Xia snorted coldly, "The prince will soon marry this princess."
"When the time comes, this princess will be Princess Ling. Do you think she has anything to do with me?"
"Long Qian, I now suspect that you have stolen something from the mausoleum. Hand over your luggage!" Ning Xia stretched out her hand to Long Qian.
Long Qian raised his lips and asked, "Have you come in?"
Ning Xia frowned and said in a deep voice: "This will happen sooner or later, hand over your luggage quickly!"
"If you don't want to, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Heh." Long Qian shook his head, walked around her, and said, "Come back when you come in. I'll be waiting."
"Long Qian." Ning Xia became even more angry, "Someone is here, stop her. I suspect she has stolen something, so stop her quickly."
Two guards came to Long Qian and blocked her way.
"Princess, I'm offended."
"The prince has divorced his wife, she is not your princess!" Ning Xia appeared in front of Long Qian again, "Hand it over."
Long Qian handed her the luggage and warned in a low voice: "Don't go too far!"
"What are you so mad about, a divorced maidservant?" Ningxia untied the rope and turned the bag upside down.
Long Qian already knew what was inside, so she immediately tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of her clothes.
Before her little baby landed, she tossed the clothes, rolled them up and held them in her arms.
"This is the compensation given to me by the prince. If you have any questions, you can go to him."
Long Qian suddenly tapped his feet, jumped up, passed over the shoulders of Ning Xia and the two guards, and flew to the horseback not far away.
"Ah..." Ningxia covered her stinging face and shouted, "Someone come! Help me, help me!"
