Traveling through the elf palace master play the king

Qingqing, who was escorted back by Zuo Yan, walked into the inn and met Duanmu Chenye who was coming out.

"Qingqing, how's it going? That Long Shuran is really sick??" Duanmu Chenye was quite angry now, looking at Yun Qing's sad face.

If you say you are pretending to be sick, it will definitely cause trouble. My relatives on both sides cannot let the war happen. Qingqing thought of this, "Mu, it's really not a lie. Long Shuran is indeed sick."

Duanmu Chenye was also stunned for a moment, thinking that Long Shuran was pretending to be sick, but he didn't expect that he was really sick, which was beyond his expectation.

"Oh...? That's an injustice to him. Can he come to welcome the bride tomorrow?"

There was a smile in Qingqing's eyes: "Don't worry! Everything is under control. I'll inform Yun Qing so that my sister won't be sad."

"Well... let's go see her!" Duanmu Chenye felt uncomfortable thinking of Yun Qing's sad look.

Qingqing asked Xiaoxin and Xiaozhu to go back to their rooms to rest first, and then went to Yunqing's room alone. She only heard the sound of gentle sobbing unreasonably, and she felt uncomfortable, so she hurried in.

"Sister Yunqing, I'm back."

"Sister is back! Sit down quickly." Yun Qing wiped the tears on her face with a silk handkerchief.

Qingqing couldn't bear to see others crying in front of her, and she began to blame Long Shuran in her heart. It was that guy who made Yun Qing so sad. It was in vain that I kept saying nice things to him.

"Sister, don't be sad. Long Shuran will definitely come to welcome the bride tomorrow," Qingqing comforted.

Yun Qing looked confused, "Is it true? Isn't he unwilling to marry me?"

"Why doesn't he want to marry you? He is really sick. It's not me who gave him a few injections. He is already much better." Qingqing thought of Long Shuran's expression when he was stabbed, and her smile bloomed like a flower.

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Yun Qing was fascinated by this smile, and her mood calmed down a lot. She would rather believe that Long Shuran was ill than believe that he didn't want to marry her.

"Get some rest early and be your bride happily tomorrow!" Qingqing helped Yun Qing lie down on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and told the palace maid to prepare tomorrow's clothes before dragging her tired body back to her room to rest.

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However, in the palace, Long Shuran was losing his temper. He was completely different from the gentle and beautiful young man before.

"Damn Zuo Yan, you made me marry a woman I don't like as my wife, and today you brought a stinky girl to punish me." Long Shuran waved his hand and knocked the cup off the table.

That girl can be called the second Qingqing. She looked prepared. She knew clearly in her heart that I was pretending to be sick. She even casually stabbed me, the prince. This was too much. Okay, you didn’t ask me.

Marry that Yun Qing? I will do whatever you want, Long Shuran said with a sneer.

The weather was nice the next day. I seemed to know that something big was going to happen today.

There is rejoicing in the city and outside, today is Prince Ran’s happy day! The common people are waiting on the street to see what the exotic princess looks like. The inn outside the city is also decorated with lights, Qingqing is dressing up Yunqing, Yunqing in the mirror

Qing is more charming and enchanting.

"The wedding team has arrived, Yun Qing, come out quickly." Duanmu Chenye was also wearing a gorgeous dress and ribbon today, which highlighted his handsome face.

Qingqing supported Yunqing and walked out. Yunqing was covered with a red hijab, and the golden threads of the phoenix robe on her body were shining brightly. Today, Qingqing also changed her white clothes from the past, wearing a pink dress, although her face was still covered.

She was wearing tulle, but it still couldn't cover up her looming and beautiful face.

Long Shuran sat on the horse, looking at the bride who came out and the woman who had given him acupuncture to cover her face yesterday. His eyes met Qingqing's, and he noticed the smug smile in Dao Qingqing's eyes, which made him more determined to take revenge. His face rose.

He smiled coldly, making Qingqing feel a little inexplicably uneasy.

Everything went smoothly according to palace etiquette. Long Shuyu also showed up at the dinner party in the evening, but Qingqing lied that she wanted to accompany the bride in order to avoid exposing her identity.

Long Shuyu saw that Shuran's face was not happy at all, and whispered: "You don't look like you are getting married, but you look like you are about to be killed."

"How can you laugh if I ask you to marry a woman you don't like?" Long Shuran said angrily.

Long Shuyu frowned. It was the first time he saw Long Shuran treat him like this. It seemed that he had really done something wrong this time, but there was no way. He felt a little upset at this time and wanted to return to the palace in a hurry.

, returned to his and Qingqing's garden, enjoying their solitude. They had already left quickly, leaving behind the congratulatory crowd in the lobby.

Zuo Yan immediately enlivened the atmosphere and said: "Your Majesty, I have something to do and I have to leave. Everyone, please continue, come and pay respects to Your Majesty."

Long Shuran glared at Zuo Yan fiercely, not buying his fault at all: "I'm tired, you guys go back!"

"Your Majesty is anxious to see the bride! Don't get in the way here," Zuo Yan took over.

After a while, everyone in the lobby was gone, and Long Shuran wandered back to his study. He had no intention of going to a new house, and would spend the night in his study today.