Chu Dongling seemed to have not heard Ningxia's voice, and his big palm passed through Long Qian's back neck to help her up.

"Chu Dongling, you are back." Long Qian raised his eyes and slowly closed it.

She raised her little hand and touched Chu Dongling's face randomly.

"What a cool thing to do? I'll wear a mask when I get home? Take it off!"

After finally grabbing Chu Dongling's mask, Long Qian leaned forward and almost crashed into the man's arms.

Chu Dongling helped her and bent down with the flow.

"How much wine did you drink?"

He grabbed the handkerchief beside him and gently wiped her face.

Long Qian finally found what she wanted and smiled.

"You can't wear a mask at home, you can't!" She skillfully untied the rope and pulled his mask off.

"Yes." Long Qian threw away the mask with one hand and nodded with satisfaction, "That's what it should be, super handsome!"

Long Qian's lively eyes flashed, and his eyelids drooped heavily.

"It's very sleepy! I'm so tired."

Chu Dongling was a little helpless, but he still hugged the fallen person.

Ningxia looked at the thrown mask, her eyes widened under the gauze.

She could finally see the true face of King Ling, but why wasn't the person in his arms?

"Long Qian, please let him go!"

Ningxia dragged his heavy clothes and walked forward anxiously.

There was not even a supporter around her, and she tripped over the hem of her skirt.

"ah……"

When Ningxia, who was sitting on the ground, looked up, the man's cold back was still watching.

If he hadn't also been wearing the same big red dress as himself, she really suspected that the person the prince was going to marry today was not her.

"Prince, I sprained my ankle." She said aggrievedly.

No matter how beautiful Long Qian is, she is still very annoying now.

She looks good and has exquisite makeup on her face. She is comparing Long Qian today.

At the wedding, everyone said that Princess Qian was ugly. No wonder Prince Ling didn't want her and he still wandered in Ningxia's mind from time to time.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and continued to move forward.

"Prince Qian shouldn't sleep there. You can do it if you don't mind carrying her over."

"I am already your wife. As the hostess of Lingyuan, I know I should be generous."

"Prince." Ningxia moved forward step by step, and felt more and more excited.

Even Long Qian said that King Ling is good-looking, and the rumors must be true.

She almost saw his true face, she was going to be his woman tonight.

Nothing is more important than today. If Long Qian wants to make trouble, let her make trouble.

As long as the prince is still hers, she can turn a blind eye.

"Prince, the potion is here."

At the critical moment, Yuan Feijing held a basin of water in front of Ningxia.

Ningxia is not as tall as Yuan Feijing. As soon as she saw the side face of the King of Ling, her vision was blocked.

"Yuan Feijing, please carry Long Qian over." She suppressed the anger in her heart and whispered.

"If Princess Qian is really tired, you can take her back. I won't care about the details that the prince doesn't care about."

"I care." Yuan Feijing put down the basin, took out the towel from the potion, and unscrewed it.

"Prince, I suspect they want to destroy Princess Qian's appearance, and there is evidence!"

"No!" Ning Xia frowned, "How could it be? This is just ordinary rouge.

Yuan Feijing hummed coldly and never looked back from beginning to end.

"You know the most whether it is Yanzhi or not. Doctor Qiu's words are evidence."

"The face-washing potion was prepared by Doctor Qiu. He said he would not be able to wash it for a month until tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!