The face under the gauze hat turned cold and he quickly changed the subject.

"It's not good at all. He doesn't like me! And he's not what I care about the most!" The woman sighed and asked in a low voice, "But I know that he is the candidate chosen by my father!"

"Zi Luo, your marriage is related to the interests of both countries. My sister advises you to put aside your children's personal affairs." Mo Ling said solemnly. The woman in front of him is indeed a delicate flower raised in a boudoir. She has no idea.

, this emotional matter is simply beyond her control.

"I don't know, I just want to marry the person I like, but

"Although they are both royal children, in comparison, the young prince is slightly better. You also know that King Beixun will not live long. No matter how outstanding he is, if he cannot inherit the throne in the future, then everything is empty talk!" The woman said coldly!

There was a hint of mockery in his voice.[

"Sister Mo Ling, please stop talking.

"I won't bother you anymore, go and wake that woman up!"

Not long after, Qing Yunran, who was lying on the ground, suddenly felt a strong and unpleasant smell in his nose.

She frowned, coughed, and gradually woke up. A blurry image appeared in front of her eyes. She shook her head, and when she opened it again, she finally saw the other person clearly. She was a young maid.

The other party squatted in front of her. When he saw that she was awake, he quickly put away the bottle in his hand, lowered his head, and honestly stepped aside, saying respectfully: "Princess, she's awake!"

Qing Yunran heard the delicate voice say: "Okay, please step back!"

She turned her head and saw the woman's appearance clearly, and her eyes were startled. She was the seventh princess of Shangguan Yue who had boldly provoked her at the Nanyu state banquet.

She held her breath, quickly calmed down, looked at her calmly, and said calmly: "The princess and I have no enmity, why did you bring me here?"

Ling Luozi looked at her disdainfully, squatted down, looked at her ordinary face, and said coldly: "If he is really interested in you, this princess will never tolerate you!"

Mo Ling's cold voice sounded: "Zi Luo, there is no need to tell her this!"

Ling Ziluo stood up, suppressed the displeasure in her heart, and replied with a smile: "I know!"

Qing Yunran was confused and turned her gaze to see a slender woman sitting behind the curtain. She was wearing a black robe and a black gauze hat on her head to hide her true appearance.

Who is this masked woman? The seventh princess calls her sister, is she also a princess?

Mo Ling stood up, walked to Qing Yunran, looked down at her condescendingly, and said in a cold voice, "I don't know why, but seeing her always reminds me of a nasty woman."

Ling Ziluo raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled softly: "Who do you hate, tell your brother, he won't give you his head right away."
Chapter completed!