Zi Ling's eyelids twitched non-stop, and she was really speechless towards this domineering man. Is this considered just throwing away after use? Only then did he agree to help, but this person didn't look good on him.
"I really don't understand how she can endure such a macho man without fear of collapse?" Zi Ling said angrily.
Everyone present just smiled, and no one answered her words. Most of the people present watched Qiao Tianchang and his wife walking over, so what was the relationship between them, and how did Qiao Tianchang treat Ning Mengyao? , they are very clear and do not need outsiders to evaluate.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Zi Ling felt very bored: "Where is my room? You people are too boring, right?"
"Miss, please come with me." Qingzhu walked over and took someone with him, but Mo Lin was not satisfied. What did this person mean? He couldn't just find a room to rest
Fortunately, Zi Ling didn't know what Mo Lin was thinking, otherwise it would really make him vomit blood.
In the room, Ning Mengyao looked helplessly at Qiao Tianchang, who looked dissatisfied: "Tianchang, don't be angry, she and I are just friends."
"I'm not used to it even if they are friends." This person is his. Even his son and daughter, he doesn't want them to stick to her, and that woman is even less likely.
Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang dumbfounded: "She..."
"Don't tell me about her. Don't let her hug you again from now on. You can't do it. If I see her, I will destroy whichever of her hands can hold you." Qiao Tianchang said with a cold snort like a child, which made Ning Mengyao couldn't help laughing.
Reaching out to hold his cheek, Ning Mengyao said with a smile on her face: "She is just a friend to me, and I haven't seen her for more than ten years. Don't worry, Tianchang."
If it weren't for that familiar face, she might not even recognize Zi Ling. After meeting Qiao Tianchang, she would rarely think about the past, but she didn't expect such an accident as Zi Ling.
Qiao Tianchang still snorted dissatisfiedly, but the expression on his face finally looked a little better.
"Okay, let's rest."
"Um."
Because of the incident in the border town, Qiao Tianchang went to the military camp the next day, and left everything in the city to Ning Mengyao. Although Qiao Tianchang was not there, he also gave Qingshuang and the others the task to The person has been carefully guarded, and Zi Ling is not allowed to pester Ning Mengyao, nor is she allowed to touch Ning Mengyao.
So when Zi Ling was so entangled that she had no time to look for Ning Mengyao, she realized how petty that man was.
After Xiao Mu went to the disease-stricken area to help for four or five days, he didn't know where his identity as the prince was exposed.
When everyone knew that this seven-year-old child turned out to be the prince, they were a little surprised, but then they were grateful.
His Highness's seven-year-old child did not dislike them, but came to help. He did not dislike being dirty or tired. It was great that they had such a prince. They were very proud of the prince.
After Xiao Qitian learned about this incident, the smile on his face never fell. Although he felt sorry for his son and could not let his son work so hard, everything his son did was worth it. After winning the hearts and minds of the people in the border town, etc. When he gets older and does other things, the public support in other places will naturally not matter.
What's more important is that after the ministers in the court knew about this, they knew what was going on but they couldn't do anything about it, because Qiao Tianchang was supporting them and Xiao Mu had indeed done these things. What could they do? Can they still say that Qiao Tianchang and the others are helping the prince win over people's hearts
Even if they said it, I'm afraid no one would believe it. After all, everything Xiao Mu did was seen by everyone. If they tried to smear Xiao Mu, it would only make people think that they were doing something bad. Otherwise, why would they say anything to His Highness the Crown Prince