In the main hall, Chu Dongling stretched out his long finger to block the tea brought by Ningxia.
Ningxia was shocked by his strong energy and flew ten feet away.
"My lord, what's wrong with you?" She blinked her moist eyes and looked at the figure on the main seat.
"Weren't you fine just now? Are you still angry?"
Chu Dongling glanced at her coldly and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
Nie Qingwu just walked in and saw this scene, and strode forward.
"Your Majesty, King Ning'an has sent Yuntian Jing back. What's going on?"
What does the prince mean by this? If this is not the princess of Ningxia, who else could it be?
Ning Xia looked at Chu Dongling for a moment and suddenly raised her lips and smiled.
"You are willing to let me get close because you have suspicions for a long time?"
With a "clang" sound, Nie Wuqing drew his sword and pointed it at the woman on the stairs.
"Who are you? What did you do to Princess Ningxia?"
It is obvious that they have exactly the same face and no flaws can be seen, but Princess Ningxia does not have the courage this woman has now.
Ning Xia stood up holding her heart and sneered: "I am Ning Xia!"
"You're not!" Nie Qingqing's eyes were still locked on this face that looked exactly like Ning Xia.
"Could it be..." Suddenly, he frowned, "Could it be that you are Ningxia's twin sister?"
"According to legend, there were two princesses in the Ning Kingdom, who were twins, but the mage concluded that one of the baby girls was a disaster star, so he had her executed that night."
"Could it be that you are that baby girl?" Nie Qingqing sent his long sword forward, and it was less than an inch away from Ning Xia's heart.
"Tell me! What's going on?"
Ningxia curled her lips, held the tip of the sword, and pushed it away slowly.
"I don't know what you are talking about, but since it is just a cooperative relationship, I don't think the prince would care too much about these details."
Ning Xia returned to Chu Dongling, picked up the military talisman on the table, and played with it in the palm of her hand.
"Prince Ling, are you right?"
"What you want is a woman born on a lunar day in a lunar year and a lunar month. All you want is military power. Is there anything else you are dissatisfied with?"
"You are indeed not the princess of Ningxia!" Nie Qingwu turned his wrist and pointed his sword at Ningxia again.
"Get out of the way! Don't blame me for being rude."
Chu Dongling's palms under the table were slightly clenched into fists, and he said in a deep voice: "Let her continue."
Nie Wuqing snorted coldly and put away the long sword: "If you dare to hurt the prince, this is your burial place."
"I don't want to hurt the prince." Ning Xia knelt down and touched the mask on Chu Dongling's face.
"If I hadn't seen your true face that day, I don't think I would have done anything to Ningxia for the time being."
"Prince Ling, you are the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Not only will I not hurt you, I will also help you to sit on the throne and give you a royal son."
Ningxia smiled evilly and took off Chu Dongling's mask.
Nie Wuqing didn't know why Chu Dongling didn't resist. Didn't he hate others touching his mask the most?
Except for the princess, not even a man would be able to take off his mask, let alone a woman?
My lord, are you being threatened? If so, please blink your eyes.
Chu Dongling's face was dark, but he was not angry.
Nie Qingqing couldn't see the situation clearly, so he could only ask in a deep voice: "Ningxia, what on earth are you going to do?"
Ning Xia gently put down the mask in her hand and raised her hand to touch Chu Dongling's face.
"Didn't I make it clear enough? By the way, I forgot to tell you that the immortal poison was developed by me."
"Your Majesty..." She looked at Chu Dongling for a moment and smiled evilly, "Am I qualified to cooperate with you?
