Red candlelight flickered in the air, the brand-new bed was covered with embroidered red silk quilts, and red petals were scattered around it. A faint floral fragrance filled the room.

Murong Ning's maid, Qiao'er, looked around and exclaimed, "Princess, this bridal chamber is so beautiful! It's clear that the Crown Prince cares a lot about you."

Murong Ning's eyes flickered. Did she really care? It was just an act: "Qiao'er, find this princess something to eat."

She had been eating glutinous rice balls this morning, and by now she was starving.

Upon hearing this, Qiao'er looked around and said, "Princess, we mustn't touch anything in this room. We must wait for the Crown Prince to arrive..."

"By the time he arrives, I'll have starved to death!"

"Pah, pah, pah! Princess, today is your joyous day, you mustn't say such unlucky things," Qiao'er quickly stepped forward and said.

Murong Ning pursed her lips and looked at the table not far away through her veil. Rules are rigid, but people are flexible. Anyway, her marriage with Jun Lintian was fake, so it didn't matter.

"Qiao'er, bring that chicken leg to me, the princess."

Just as Qiao'er was about to speak up to stop Murong Ning, she said, "If you don't bring it here, I'll go myself."

Just as she was about to stand up, Qiao'er went to get the chicken leg. Murong Ning ripped off the red veil on her head, and Qiao'er stared wide-eyed in horror, "Princess, you mustn't!"

"Qiao'er, if you don't tell and I don't tell, no one will know."

However, Qiao'er still spoke up to persuade her, "Princess, this is unlucky. His Highness the Crown Prince should take off the veil."

Murong Ning didn't reply, leisurely eating the chicken leg in her hand. After finishing one chicken leg, Murong Ning still felt unsatisfied and turned her gaze to the other chicken leg. Qiao'er saw what she was thinking, "Princess..."

"My dear child, go quickly."

Knowing she couldn't refuse her, Qiao'er could only bring the chicken leg. Seeing her worried look, Murong Ning ate the chicken leg and said, "Qiao'er, don't worry, His Highness the Crown Prince won't mind."

Before Qiao'er could speak, a voice came from outside the door, "This Crown Prince won't mind anything?"

Qiao'er stared wide-eyed in horror. How could His Highness the Crown Prince have returned so quickly?

Murong Ning choked and almost choked.

The two came to their senses, and Murong Ning stuffed the chicken leg into his sleeve, while Qiao'er quickly covered her head with the veil.

Jun Lintian appeared in the room, and Qiao'er's hands and feet trembled with nervousness. Oh no!

Murong Ning also looked at the newcomer nervously.

"My beloved concubine, what do you mean I won't mind?"

As Jun Lintian spoke, his gaze fell on the table, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.