"Otherwise, how could you have been here for so long and still not married me!"

Ling Shuang suddenly felt as if she had fallen into a huge conspiracy.

Suddenly, she looked him intently into his eyes and reminded him, "Nangong Liuli, you absolutely mustn't die, okay?"

He looked at her with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, raising an eyebrow and asking, "So, you've agreed to marry me and become the Crown Princess of Lanyi?"

He moved closer and closer to her, and Ling Shuang was so startled that she slipped and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Nangong Liuli caught her.

Seeing her blushing face from shyness, his heart tightened and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

This scene was witnessed by Ling Ran, who had just arrived. Ling Ran tightened his grip on his sword, and an unnatural look flashed in his eyes.

"Princess, the Eighth Prince has sent me to invite you over!"

Ling Shuang's subconscious action of creating distance was like a needle piercing Nangong Liuli's heart.

A hurt look flashed in his eyes, then a gentle smile appeared on his lips: "Go!"

"I will take good care of myself and I won't let you marry someone else!"

He glanced at Ling Ran, seemingly unintentionally, as he said this.

Seeing his calm and expressionless face, she couldn't help but smile.

On the way, Ling Shuang kept explaining to Ling Ran because of you, which caused him to misunderstand.

“Ling Ran, nothing happened between him and me just now.”

"Please don't misunderstand."

Although Ling Ran was clearly concerned, she still stubbornly said, "Princess, this is your own business."

"You are a princess, and he is the crown prince, your future husband, so whatever you do is perfectly natural!"

Looking into his cold eyes, Ling Shuang suddenly felt extremely tired.