"Your Majesty, we're here." The carriage slowly stopped.

Zhong Li put down the step stool and opened the door curtain.

Bu Fengli looked down at the woman who was still sleeping soundly in his arms, picked her up, and bowed out of the carriage.

Tangyuan was cleaning up in the room. When he saw Bu Fengli coming in with his young lady in his arms, he was immediately frightened. Not knowing what had happened, he hurriedly greeted him: "Your Majesty, Miss..."

It was a clear day and she would not feel like she was sleeping with her eyes closed.

Apparently unconscious.

"Although you are her personal maid, since you have married into the Fourth Prince's Palace, you should call her Fourth Princess," Bu Fengli replied.

Without stopping, he walked straight towards the bed.

Tang Yuan was startled.

What did she call her young lady? Does it have anything to do with her young lady being lethargic at the moment?

Without responding to Bu Fengli, he heard him say again: "She is drunk."

ah?

Drunk?

Tangyuan's head suddenly felt big, but then he couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Then sleep well, sleep well!

The drunken scene on her wedding night was still vivid in her mind, and she didn't want to be tortured like this again.

"Do you need anything slave?"

Bu Fengli put Qing Ning on the couch: "Go and ask the kitchen to prepare some hangover soup, and let her drink it when she wakes up."

"yes."

Tangyuan quickly walked out the door.

Pulling the quilt to cover Qing Ning's chest, Bu Fengli straightened up and was about to leave. When he turned around, he saw that the edges of her human skin mask were slightly raised on her cheeks, so he leaned forward again.

I reached out and brushed it, trying to flatten it and stick it well.

But failed to do so.

After brushing it several times but failing to stick it properly, he frowned and straightened up, walked to the door and locked the door, then returned to the couch, leaned over and carefully peeled off the entire disguise material from her face.

He wanted to see if there was any unevenness inside, and was going to help her put it on again. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took it off, Qing Ning opened her eyes.

Bu Fengli's eyelashes trembled, and he didn't even have time to straighten up. His first reaction was to quickly hide the human skin mask behind his back.

"My king..." He wanted to find an excuse.

Qing Ning suddenly stretched out her arm, wrapped it around his neck, and pulled him towards her.

He was caught off guard and a little flustered, and was pulled directly onto her body.

When he touched the wound on his chest, his pupils shrank slightly.

Qing Ning held his neck with one hand, suppressed her in front of him, and pointed at his forehead with one finger: "Bu Fengli, let me tell you, you have to be nice to me, I am your noble person!

Do you understand, noble man? He is the one who changes your destiny! I am not Gong Qianmu, I am the fairy descending to earth! Do you know that the fairy descends to earth? It is to save you, because you will die a bad death. My mission in descending to earth is to prevent you from

I wish you a good death so that you and Ji Wanqing can finally get married."

Bu Fengli: "..."

It seemed that he was still quite drunk.

"It turns out it's the fairy who has descended to earth!" He followed her words.

"Are you scared?"

"It's so scary."

"Do you want to be nice to me?" She still pointed at his forehead.

"I must be kind to you and come down to earth specifically to save this king. This king must repay this great kindness."

"You don't want to commit yourself to me, do you? No, no, no!" She shook her head like a rattle, but at the end, she changed the subject: "But, just for your face."

As he spoke, he patted his cheek.

"And with your figure," the hand holding his neck patted his back again, "I'll let you agree with me. It doesn't seem to be a disadvantage. Since there are rumors that you have sores on the top of your head and pus on the soles of your feet,
Chapter completed!