Ximen Chunshen then disguised himself, and his originally pretty little face turned into a rough man. He just didn’t have the hair available at hand, otherwise he would have wanted to turn into a big man with a beard!
Ling Zhiyan exclaimed: “It is said that there are many different schools of thought, and I have seen it today.” Her face was still as flawed as she put on the guard’s clothes and deliberately lowered her head. The man was thrown into the crowd and couldn’t find him.
Ximen Chunshen curled his lips. To be honest, he didn’t want to talk to Ling Zhiyan very much. The world is already weird enough, but when he met Ling Zhiyan, he felt more uncomfortable than those who chased him. He felt that Ling Zhiyan could have a hundred ways to kill him, but Ling Zhiyan would choose the trick that didn’t hurt much and didn’t die immediately.
Seeing that it was getting late, Ling Zhiyan said, “I’m going to sleep, you go to the door.”
Ximen Chunshen did not walk through the door, but came out of the window and stood quietly at the door, one left and one right with Su Ta, like two door gods.
Suta glanced at Ximen Chunshen, but didn’t say anything, and continued to guard his night.
Early the next morning, Ling Zhiyan got up. In the case, it was time for her to take her pulse.
I took the medicine box to Xiang Yingfeng’s yard. Xiang Yingfeng was still worried. Logically, the substitute should come back before dawn, but it was this time today, and the substitute still didn’t come back!
Ling Zhiyan knocked on the door and came in, and Xiang Yingfeng could only continue to lie on the bed and pretend to be sick.
Ling Zhiyan went over to take her pulse and said, “The body is fine. The Marquis’s wedding will not be delayed in a few days.”
Xiang Yingfeng heard this and said, “I’ll ask the princess to come and have a wedding banquet.”