Princess In Prosperous Age

Qiao Liangjin looked at the god-like men standing on both sides of him and waved his hand, "You guys can go back. I promise that tomorrow I will spread the news of your fight for love."

"I don't mind." Ning Xi indifferently tapped the fan on her palm.

"It's best if you don't mind. It's late at night and I've finished practicing Taiji. It's time to go to sleep." I'll have to trouble you to come and see me during the day. What?

Su Qing nodded obediently and flew out of the yard.

Ning Ying looked at the back before taking out a golden flute and handing it over to Qiao Liangjin.

Qiao Liangjin took the flute and sized it up. Then, his face sank: "What do you mean? To play the flute? "

Ning Ying's expression froze, and he earnestly explained, "This is a flute."

After Ning Ying had left, Qiao Liangjin took out the golden flute and sized it up. It was said that this flute could be exchanged for the secret guards by Ning Ying's side. He truly looked amazing.

He lay down on the bed and closed his eyes, but he could still smell the faintly discernible fragrance of pine.

It was annoying, being held in the arms of the same man twice.

Moreover, he was the brother of the man he hated the most.

The more Qiao Liangjin thought about it, the more stuffy he felt.

He covered his face with the blanket.

It had been three days since Miss Qiao had appeared at the entrance of the palace.

However, the people of the capital discovered that Miss Qiao had appeared in the most famous restaurant in the capital, the "Small Building in the Water Country", a cosmetics shop.

Xiao Rong was smiling as he watched Qiao Liangjin eat the delicacies he made. It was a type of blissful enjoyment.

The citizens of the capital were surrounding the small building in the water, spreading the news everywhere. Big Miss Qiao had slept enough with the Seventh Prince, so now they had to move out of love.

Qiao Liangjin was full of delicacies. Just as he was about to ask Pai Dai to pour tea for him, Xiao Rong brought him a teacup.

Wow, this man should be a typical warm-hearted man, right?

Qiao Liangjin was picking his teeth without concealing anything as he sized up Xiao Rong.

Xiao Rong, on the other hand, looked like he was allowing her to pick whatever she wanted. He sat opposite her, his eyes filled with Qiao Liangjin's expression.

She was so beautiful. She looked so elegant when she ate. Why did she burp so well?

This man seemed to be really tempted. Qiao Liangjin had eaten his fill and was thinking about other things.

What should I do? I just like to eat the food that he makes. Even though he is considered the fourth most beautiful man in Xuanyuan Royal City, I feel that this food is really important.

She couldn't possibly eat every day without interacting with him at all.

Just as he was thinking about how he could take his leave, a commotion broke out at the entrance.

A purple-clothed Su Qing quietly stood at the door.

Eh, why is this guy here? Qiao Liangjin was no longer picking his teeth as he watched the door being cleared quietly.

The citizens of the capital were getting happier and happier. Look, this matter was getting bigger and bigger.

Qing Qing didn't seem to plan to do anything, she just sat there quietly, looking at Qiao Liangjin with a smile in her eyes.

Qiao Liangjin suddenly felt as if the stool under his butt had grown a thorn. Why didn't he feel comfortable sitting on it?

He finally began to sigh and stood up.

Ye Zichen walked to the door with his fat body, then looked at Xiao Rong with reluctance and said, "Then I'll be leaving first."

Xiao Rong nodded and prepared to help Qiao Lianjin onto her chariot.

He cleared the area and stood in front of the war chariot.

What do you mean?

Her clear smile suddenly became very bright. "Jin'er, the empress dowager hasn't seen you in a long time. She wants to see you."

So she was here on orders. Qiao Liangjin's heart finally settled down as he turned to smile at Xiao Rong. He extended a hand and said, "Young Master Xiao, can you pick out a beautiful rouge for me? I'll bring the palace to the empress dowager."

Xiao Rong hurriedly turned around and walked into the store. Not long later, he brought out three boxes of cosmetic powder, large and small. He placed them in an exquisite basket and passed them to Ruo Lan.

A sliver of unhappiness flashed across his clear eyes.

Qiao Liangjin pushed away Su Qingqing, who was standing next to the chariot. He was about to clumsily climb onto the chariot, but she held his arm and said with an irresistible force, "Get on my chariot."

Qiao Liangjin was silent for a moment. Looking at the hand that was holding his arm, he said lightly: "Seventh Prince, I don't really like your car. The smell is too strong."

He cleared his eyebrows and raised them slightly. Smells? What smell?

Turning around, he saw Hong Liang with his chin held high as he stared at Qiao Liangjin provocatively.

Qing Qing's complexion immediately became gloomy.

She stared coldly at Hong Liang.

Hong Liang who was originally holding his head high suddenly felt a chill down his spine and his entire body shivered.

Lu Li appeared out of nowhere and disappeared with Hong Liang in an instant.

Only then did his clear complexion ease up a little, and he pointed at the carriage and said, "This time there's no taste."

Qiao Liangjin was a bit unwilling, but he knew that he had better not. He got off his chariot and got on the clean carriage.

Qing Qing waited for Qiao Liangjin to get on the carriage before transforming into the coachman. She lightly raised the horsewhip and made a loud whip dance in the air.

The horse carriage slowly drove through the streets of the Royal City.

Qiao Liangjin sat in the horse carriage and looked at the facilities inside with a bored expression.

It had to be said that this clearing up was truly an enjoyable affair.

It was this mat, and it was also a high-quality palace embroidery. The Emperor doted on this little brother of his as much as he did on his own son.

Looking at the small table in front of her, she knocked the table. It looked like it was made of iron, but also had a wooden sheen to it. Qiao Liangjin thought for a moment.

If Qing Qing knew that Wu Mu, who was at the bottom of the sea, was treated like a piece of ironwood chopstick, she would definitely vomit blood in anger.

There was a pot of tea under the table. She took it out and took a sniff. It was one of her favorite golden tassels. Eh, how did he know that she liked to drink this tea?

He poured himself a cup and smacked his lips in satisfaction. It was better to be a rich man, especially a relative of the royal family.

After drinking the tea, he felt a little sleepy and closed his eyes, waiting for the carriage to arrive at the palace.

It was strange, however, that after being in the carriage for such a long time, they had yet to arrive at the imperial palace.

Qiao Liangjin pulled open the curtain and found that the carriage had arrived outside the capital.