"No more." Long Qian glanced at Chu Dongling and shook his head with a smile.
Except for this witness, everything else is fine.
From now on, she will also be a person with status and status. How can Chu Dongling still bully her?
But since this guy married Ningxia, he probably won't worry about her anymore.
The unwanted Prince Ling looked unhappy, but he said nothing and continued to move forward.
There are many eyes and ears in the palace, so it is not appropriate to stay there.
"No more? What should I do?" Yuan Feijing thought of a very serious problem.
She belongs to Prince Ling, and now the princess is not Long Qian. Will she stay and serve the next princess?
Yuan Feijing shivered unexpectedly when she thought of Ningxia's face.
She pulled a guard aside and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Did the prince himself say he doesn't want the princess?"
"The emperor agreed? How did Long Qian become the princess?"
Work is urgent! No matter how much gold, silver, or jewelry we have, they no longer smell good.
Yuan Feijing never thought that Chu Dongling would really break up with Long Qian. She thought that she would follow this ungrateful girl for the rest of her life.
The guard looked around, then withdrew his gaze and whispered, "The emperor knows about the reconciliation between the prince and the princess, and has acquiesced."
"The emperor not only made the princess a princess, no! He made Miss Long Princess Qian, and also made Princess Qian the witness of the marriage between the prince and Princess Ningxia."
"Princess Ningxia will marry into the mausoleum tomorrow. You should go back and prepare well."
The guard patted Yuan Feijing's shoulder and walked away.
Yuan Feijing was stunned for a while before she realized what she was doing. She turned around and stalked after him.
"Your Highness is going to get married tomorrow? Are you really going to marry Ningxia?"
"It must be concubinage." The guard scratched his head and did not dare to stop.
"At that time, the emperor did not say whether it was a wife or a concubine, but I remember that the prince said it was a concubine."
Yuan Feijing pushed him and left.
She originally wanted to catch up with Long Qian and ask, but she found that many people were looking at her, so she had to slow down.
After finally walking out of the outer hall and seeing Long Qian getting on the carriage, Yuan Feijing immediately chased after him.
She pushed the people beside the carriage away and stepped up.
As soon as she got on the carriage, Yuan Feijing remembered who she had just pushed.
She took a deep breath and twisted her stiff neck to look back.
The moment she looked into Prince Shanling's deep eyes, Yuan Feijing's legs softened and she slid off the carriage.
"Your Majesty, please!" She lowered her head and waved her hands respectfully.
"Yuan Feijing, come up." Long Qian's voice came from inside the carriage.
Yuan Feijing raised her head, looked at Chu Dongling, and then slowly shifted her gaze to the curtain.
"What's wrong?"
"I won't go back to the mausoleum. Please help me pick up Ziyuan's things." Long Qian responded.
Is she not going back? In case someone misunderstands her intentions again.
Chu Dongling caught a glimpse of a figure with his peripheral vision, pushed Yuan Feijing aside and got on the carriage.
"How can you move the things in the mausoleum if you want?"
"Chu Dongling, what are you going to do?"
Long Qian was stunned by this man and strangled her neck as soon as he came up.
Although it wasn't really hard, it still made her feel uncomfortable.
"Are you treating the king as dead by engaging in intrigues in the imperial court?"
Chu Dongling's tone was so serious that it sounded like he really wanted to kill someone.
Long Qian looked into his eyes and quickly understood what he meant.
She hugged his arm and said in a deep voice: "You and I have reconciled, my business..."
There was a loud "pop" and the carriage was almost shattered.
"Without my consent, you will only die as my king's man!"
