The Queen was determined. Even if An Yi spoke, she would not listen and insisted that Ling Qingwan go on stage. Ling Qingwan had no choice but to roll her eyes and pretend to be drunk.
Her eyes were slightly empty and her gaze was tender, she fell backwards with her hand on her forehead. An Yi was shocked and quickly grabbed Ling Qingwan to prevent her from falling to the ground.
"Empress, I drank some wine earlier and now I feel dizzy. Please forgive me for being rude, but I really cannot go on stage to perform my talents." Ling Qingwan deliberately pinched her throat when speaking, looking very weak.
"Empress, Wanwan is drunk, why don't we just forget it?" An Yi frowned and pleaded with the Queen.
The queen's face turned cold and she stared at Ling Qingwan.
She had only drunk half a pot of tea since she entered the palace, so how could she be drunk? But if the queen still insisted on Ling Qingwan taking the stage, it would be her fault.
The queen was annoyed and angry after being tricked by a little maid.
"Empress, I'm really not feeling well, so I'll go back first." Seeing that the Queen was reluctant to agree, Ling Qingwan said goodbye and was about to leave in order to get rid of the trouble as soon as possible.
Just as the Queen was about to call out to Ling Qingwan, she saw a tall figure running towards her. Without waiting for anyone to react, Wei Xun grabbed Ling Qingwan's waist and held her in his arms.
"Wei..." Ling Qingwan was stunned. There must be many people watching her. If she stood up at this moment, her drunken lie would be exposed.
Then she thought, since Wei Xun was here, she could take this opportunity to see what the queen was thinking. Ling Qingwan closed her eyes, made up her mind, and let Wei Xun pick her up horizontally.
The women around were all grabbing Ling Qingwan, wishing they could chop her into pieces. Only An Yi had a pair of starry eyes, looking at Wei Xun and Ling Qingwan with admiration.
"Wanwan is my person after all. It would be inappropriate for her to attend such a banquet. What does the Queen think?" Wei Xun opened his thin lips slightly and spoke slowly.
His words confirmed Ling Qingwan's status as the future Seventh Princess. Everyone was shocked.
You know, apart from the crown prince, Wei Xun is also one of the top young talents in Tokyo City, and countless women covet him. Wei Xun has never been close to women in these years, and there has never been anyone around him who is particularly close to him. But Ling Qingwan has such a great ability that the Seventh Prince and the crown prince compete for her.
The woman who had a crush on Wei Xun was furious when she thought that she had lost to a country girl. She could only hold her handkerchief tightly and curse Ling Qingwan in her heart.
"Your Highness is absolutely right. It was the people under my command who were negligent." The Queen was much more polite when facing Wei Xun.
For some reason, Ling Qingwan could feel that the Queen was somewhat afraid of Wei Xun.
Ling Qingwan raised her head slightly and looked towards Wei Xun's chin. He was really handsome, and even from this angle, his facial features were still very delicate.
But if he was someone that even the Queen feared, how could he be easily poisoned and not noticed until these two years? Ling Qingwan remembered that the Queen had the support of the Murong family and was on par with the Marquisate. If she was afraid of Wei Xun, it meant that the entire Murong family would not dare to go against Wei Xun.
Ling Qingwan couldn't figure out the man in front of her, so she felt empty and unsettled.
With the Queen's permission, Wei Xun carried Ling Qingwan and left Fengming Palace in full view of everyone.
"What's going on? Why is everyone standing? What happened?"
As soon as the two of them left, a group of young masters came back from the Imperial Garden. Tan Hongbo put his arm around the guard's shoulder and asked several questions in succession.
"Where's Wanwan!" The first thing Ling Xiao did when he came back was to look for Ling Qingwan. However, he looked around for several times but couldn't see Ling Qingwan.
Ling Xiao was extremely anxious. He stuffed the lotus he had picked into Tan Hongbo's hand and was about to go find Ling Qingwan.
"Don't worry, Prince. Second Miss Ling is fine now." The guard said to Ling Xiao.
"What's the meaning?"
"What's the meaning?"
Ling Xiao and Tan Hongbo said in unison.
"Just now, the Seventh Prince suddenly came here and took Miss Ling away." The guard told the two. "Miss Ling is also very lucky. When have I ever seen the Seventh Prince care so much about a girl?"
"The Seventh Prince took Wanwan away?!" Ling Xiao was not relieved, but even more anxious. Wei Xun suddenly took Ling Qingwan away, who knew what he was going to do.
No! We have to stop Wei Xun! Ling Xiao estimated that Wei Xun and Ling Qingwan had not gone far, so he immediately ran away. Before Tan Hongbo could say anything, Ling Xiao was stopped again.
An Yi stood in front of Ling Xiao with her head held high and her chest puffed out and her hands open.
"An Yi? What are you doing?" Ling Xiao was confused.
"No wonder Brother Hongbo told me that you dote on Wanwan a lot. I can see it now." An Yi raised her eyebrows. "But Wanwan and Brother Weixun are in love right now. I won't let you mess with them."
"What do you mean by 'you and I love each other' and 'endless love'? Where did you learn these words from?" Ling Xiao frowned and spoke helplessly.
Behind him, Tan Hongbo awkwardly touched the tip of his nose with his hand.
"Anyway, I won't let you go." An Yi pouted, looking very stubborn. "Wan Wan is so good, she is with Brother Wei Xun, so she will be my sister-in-law in the future."
An Yi was quite happy to be able to become closer to Ling Qingwan.
"Let me correct you. According to seniority, if Wanwan and the Seventh Prince get married, you have to call her Aunt Wanwan." Tan Hongbo raised his hand and added.
…An Yi wanted to beat Tan Hongbo.
Outside the palace, Ling Qingwan was carried by Wei Xun all the way to the horse. She sat in front of Wei Xun, who held the reins while protecting her in his arms.
"Are you still drunk?" Wei Xun asked in a low voice.
His voice was extremely magnetic, lingering in Ling Qingwan's ears, scaring her.
"I'm not drunk anymore." Ling Qingwan shuddered all over.
Wei Xun was so scary, how could she dare to faint? Even if she drank a jar of wine, Ling Qingwan estimated that she would be scared awake after hearing what Wei Xun said.
"That's good." Wei Xun said and pulled the reins.
The horses were galloping on the road. Ling Qingwan was very nervous and shrank into Wei Xun's arms.
The last time she rode a horse was in her previous life when Ling Xiao accompanied her. So much so that when Ling Xiao died outside the city gate, Ling Qingwan would dream every day and night of Ling Xiao being nice to her.
Ling Qingwan closed her eyes, and in her mind appeared a scene where Song Zhiqing and Ling Chuchu walked up to her and told her that her brother was dead.
"What's wrong?" Realizing that there was something wrong with the person in his arms, Wei Xun quickly stopped and showed concern for Ling Qingwan.
Ling Qingwan shook her head.
Wei Xun was thinking, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure on the eaves.
"Grab my wrist." Wei Xun said to Ling Qingwan, almost in an imperative tone.
Ling Qingwan didn't have time to think about it and subconsciously followed Wei Xun's words.
The horse galloped faster than before. Ling Qingwan could hear nothing but the sound of the wind. After an unknown amount of time, the horse finally stopped.
"Wan Wan."