The next day.

Yingqian huddled in the corner of the carriage with two big dark circles under his eyes.

Qianqiu sat aside,

He looked like he wanted to speak but stopped talking.

Her eyes swept over Yingqian's neckline several times, as if she wanted to see something through the fabric.

Over time.

Yingqian sighed and said helplessly:

"Aren't you tired?"

"Not tired."

Qianqiu shook her head honestly, hesitated, and then said:

"The girl is the one, are you tired?"

Yingqian looked back with a blank look.

She seemed not to understand.

Qianqiu coughed lowly and whispered with a red face:

"The girl didn't come back all night last night. She left the king's palace early in the morning. I think she would be very tired if she came to stay..."

"Stop it!"

I watched as the topic gradually became distorted.

Racing all the way towards the Eighteen Forbidden Zone.

Yingqian wanted to explain.

But he opened his mouth.

She didn't know what to say.

You can't tell Qianqiu.

Yesterday I arrived at Xiang Xuanhai's palace.

The sky has turned bright.

Yingqian was forced to be a human-shaped pillow for less than an hour. In order to prevent the tyrant from being overly concerned and thinking that she was going to assassinate her, she didn't even dare to move.

My whole body is still very stiff now.

Even more sleepy.

But fortunately, the favorability level has increased a bit, otherwise it would be a loss.

"Think whatever you like."

Ying Qian closed her eyes.

Decided to throw it away.

"Although the girl is the princess of Beiyan, she has served as a bed attendant, but she is the only woman who has stayed with the king in these years."

Qianqiu comforted him.

His expression was not very good-looking.

She didn't tell Ying Qian that with her identity as a subjugated princess, she would not be able to occupy a place in Xiang Xuanhai's harem no matter what.

It's even possible.

Once you return to the royal capital, you will be impeached, and then...

Qianqiu didn't dare to think about it anymore, so she just took her clothes and put them on Yingqian's shoulders.

Ying Qian's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he was still sleeping deeply.

But it didn't take long.

The convoy slowly stopped in place.

Qianqiu carefully pushed Yingqian and called out in a low voice:

"Girl, the king wants to see you."

Yingqian opened his eyes drowsily, still not quite awake.

She responded casually.

With Qianqiu's support, he walked towards the front, looking at the most luxurious carriage with a bright yellow roof.

Ji Hong was waiting on the side of the carriage.

Met Yingqian.

Her eyes suddenly showed a fierce look, as if she had seen some sworn enemy.

I wanted to rush forward and bite off a piece of meat from Yingqian's body.

Yingqian didn't care either.

When she passed by Ji Hong, she raised her eyebrows and said something provocative.

"Don't bark twice?"

"you..."

Ji Hong almost broke her teeth.

His eyes were on the verge of bursting out with fire.

But soon.

She looked at Ying Qian, then a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she raised her voice deliberately and said:

"Are you here to see the king? What a pity. The king is playing chess with my girl at the moment and has no time to see those messy people."

Ji Hong just finished speaking.

Yingqian heard a burst of sweet laughter.

It came from the carriage.

"Linlang didn't play well at chess, which made the king laugh."

This is exactly Qu Linlang's voice.

And getting closer.

She didn't know what Xiang Xuanhai said in reply to her, but Qu Linlang let out a "beep" and said again:

"The king said that, Linlang is really embarrassed."

Every word that came out of her mouth was deliberately raised in a loud voice.

It's as if Qu Linlang meant it.

Even people standing outside the carriage can hear clearly.

"girl..."

Qianqiu looked at Yingqian, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Ran Yingqian didn't care at all.

He even yawned lazily.

"If you don't see me, I will go back to sleep."

The eunuch was just reporting back. When he heard this, he quickly lifted up a corner of the tent curtain and said respectfully:

"please."

He had just put down his footstool.

However, Ji Hong stepped forward at this moment, kicked the footstool aside, and said:

"Who are you looking down on? Miss Ying has a lot of skills and doesn't need such things."

"Ji Hong!"

Qianqiu turned cold and said angrily:

"The girl has an injury on her leg. Even if she has a footstool, she can't get into the carriage. If you take this away, aren't you deliberately trying to harm her?!"

"How dare I mean this?"

Ji Hong rolled her eyes.

He raised his voice and said with a strange tone:

"Isn't it just that you were injured a little, and you're so squeamish that you can't even get on the carriage? Do you still think you are some kind of princess?"

She had a smug look on her face.
To be continued...