"Miss Shen Shuang, are you so smart? Haha, don't you know what will happen to you once you are jealous of those vicious women?"
A chuckle floated in, and Prince Ling walked swaggering through the palace door, rocking the house, looking leisurely and contented.
Die'er was startled, the prince hadn't been here for a long time, and when he came, he was so glib and didn't pay attention to anything.
Shen Shuang is very popular with the emperor now, and will definitely become the emperor's man in the future, but this boy, the prince, actually dares to come and mess with her.
"Die'er, you can go out, I can do it myself." Shen Shuang smiled and winked at Die'er slyly.[
Die'er looked at the prince, then at Shen Shuang, and whispered into Shen Shuang's ear, "Miss, don't be so close to the prince, otherwise the emperor will be jealous."
Oh, even this little girl has seen the emperor's feelings for Shen Shuang?
Shen Shuang had no choice but to nod, and Die'er was willing to retreat. This Youlong Palace was a place where Prince Ling often came. Naturally, the emperor didn't take this idle guy seriously.
While Chen Shuang was eating, she glanced at Prince Ling, who was standing beside him with a smile. He was still wearing a green robe, simple and a bit unlike a prince.
"Your Majesty is here, what are you doing?" Shen Shuang said with a smile, pointing to the stool on the side, Murong Ling was not polite and sat down next to her.
Murong Ling shook her fan and smiled softly, "Miss Chen Shuang, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your complexion has improved a lot. It's been almost a month. Miss Chen Shuang, the emperor doesn't treat you as a vitality slave anymore, right?"
Shen Shuang was startled, then smiled slightly, and her charming dimples appeared again.
She grabbed a chicken foot with one hand, took a bite, and nodded.
"Oh, then Miss Shen Shuang is waiting to become the emperor's favorite concubine?"
Murong Ling smiled lowly, with a hint of probing light in his eyes.
Shen Shuang still shook his head and didn't answer.
"Then Miss Chen Shuang, what are your plans?"
Shen Shuang swallowed a mouthful of rice hard. When she was full, she wiped the corners of her glossy mouth with a handkerchief and said with a smile, "What do I want to do? Can the prince help me?"
Murong Ling hesitated for a moment, and the sound of the fan echoed between the two of them, "What do you want?"