The concubine is not easy to mess with: The prince chases his wife at the crematorium

After Feng Tianling finished speaking, she walked forward with Shen Qinghuan in her arms and walked behind Xiao Yunting: "Your Highness, Prince Ting, can you give way this time?"

The word "give way" seemed to hit Xiao Yunting's brain hard, leaving him unable to react for a moment.

After another two seconds of stalemate, he finally moved a step.

That step was made with all his strength, as if he was giving way to not only this road, but also... her.

Feng Tianling saw that he moved a little, but didn't get out of the way completely. She simply bumped into his shoulder without giving in, and then slowly walked towards the car.

As he walked, he said to Shen Qinghuan: "Don't drink too much in the future. If you enter Yuncheng, I will almost not be able to get you and the eldest princess back."

Shen Qinghuan: "Oh, pay attention next time."

Feng Tianling continued: "Brother, I heard that the third prince of the Northern Jin Dynasty has been very close to the eldest daughter of the Cui family recently."

Shen Qinghuan: "The eldest daughter of the Cui family is gentle and dignified, has an excellent family, and has a good personality and appearance. She is a good choice."

Feng Tianling: "In three days, it will be the Emperor's birthday, and the peace contract will be signed on that day. Junior Sister should not go out of the palace to meet unimportant people in the past few days. She needs to prepare for the Emperor with Senior Brother A birthday gift.”

Shen Qinghuan: "Do you need me to give a gift?"

Feng Tianling: "That's not necessary. Just help me prepare it together. I will deliver it myself when the time comes."

Shen Qinghuan: "Okay."

Xiao Yunting stood there, watching Feng Tianling slowly leave with Shen Qinghuan in his arms, watching the two of them walking slowly from the dim street to the place where the carriage was parked, the street was brightly lit.

He just listened quietly to the conversation between Shen Qinghuan and Feng Tianling.

Each word was as light as a feather, without any weight, but it made him feel like sharp needles piercing his eardrums, deafening.

The heart seemed to be firmly grasped by a big hand, and was crushed repeatedly, as if all the hard work inside was being squeezed out.

Isn't this exactly his choice?
Three days, turned out to be only three days.

Shen Qinghuan got on the carriage and immediately distanced herself from Feng Tianling.

Feng Tianling looked at her empty hands, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but the corners of her lips were raised in a smile: "Junior sister is really promising. For a man, she actually went to Kuailu Pavilion to have fun and drink to get drunk."

Shen Qinghuan raised his eyebrows: "I'm afraid you're overthinking it. I'm not doing it all for him."

Feng Tianling raised her eyebrows, took out a medicine bottle and handed it to her.Shen Qinghuan looked at the bottle but didn't take it: "What is this?"

Feng Tianling raised her eyebrows: "Sobering Pill, why? Junior sister, do you think you are not good at medical skills and can't tell the difference between Sobering Pill and poison?"

Shen Qinghuan opened the porcelain bottle, poured out one, sniffed it, and then put it into his mouth: "Thank you very much."

Feng Tianling looked at her with a smile and said, "No need to thank you, you are my junior sister, I should take care of you."

Shen Qinghuan raised his eyebrows: "But you know, I'm not."

Feng Tianling smiled: "I think you are, so you are."

Shen Qinghuan looked at those bright eyes that were as intoxicating as the stars, and suddenly noticed a strange feeling, and he immediately moved his eyes away.

However, Feng Tianling reached out and gently blocked her head from turning away: "Shen Qinghuan, since you and Prince Ting have reconciled, can you consider me?"

Shen Qinghuan couldn't help but widen her eyes: "I, no..."

Feng Tianling directly stretched out his hand to cover her lips, stopping her from answering, and looked at her with a smile: "You don't need to tell me now, I am different from others. I just wanted to express my feelings when I said it, but I didn't think about it. You will definitely respond, because whether you want it or not, I will pester you, whether it is a friend or a senior brother or sister, until I don’t like it anymore.”

After saying that, he immediately let go of the finger, sat on the other end of the carriage, and distanced himself from Shen Qinghuan.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the man in front of him intently, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The carriage turned gurglingly, and it was very quiet inside. The only sound that could be heard was the friction between the wheels and the ground.Shen Qinghuan was already drunk, so she fell into a drowsy sleep. In her sleep, she seemed to be dreaming about Xiao Yunting, but she seemed not to be dreaming about anything at all.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

In the past two days, Feng Tianling said that he wanted to prepare a birthday gift for the emperor, so he invited her to Qingyun Palace. For three days and two nights, she did not do anything serious. She was forced to take Qingqing and Zijin to have a barbecue, just for fun. Happy and chic.

Seeing that his birthday was coming tomorrow, he spent less than a quarter of an hour preparing the thing in front of him.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the thing in Feng Tianling's hand and frowned: "Are you sure you want to give this thing to the emperor as a birthday gift?"

Feng Tianling looked at the bottle in his hand with pride in his eyes: "Isn't it good? I have been choosing this colorful glass bottle for a long time."

Shen Qinghuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't dare to elaborate. Feng Tianling was serious: "No, isn't the thing you gave me something in a bottle? What does it have to do with the bottle?" (End of Chapter)