"N-nothing...it's nothing, it's just that this princess..."

"Hmm?" Jun Lintian's deep voice came, and Murong Ning finally realized what was going on. "It's just that I was a little hungry. Your Highness is here at the perfect time. Why don't you help me lift the veil first?"

Jun Lintian didn't speak, his gaze fell on the stick on the table, his eyes flickered slightly, and the stick instantly flew from the table into his hand. Looking at the red veil in front of him, he casually lifted it, and the red veil flew into the air before landing on the bed.

Jun Lintian was stunned. Wearing a wedding dress and a crown, her face was lightly made up, and her lips were red, which added to Murong Ning's beauty. However... the chicken leg crumbs left at the corner of her mouth were quite an eyesore.

Qiao'er glanced at the two of them out of the corner of her eye. When she saw the bits of meat on Murong Ning's lips, she clicked her tongue in surprise and tried to wink at him. Murong Ning looked at Qiao'er in confusion and frowned.

What's wrong, Qiao'er? Is your face twitching?

At this moment, Jun Lintian spoke up, "You go out first."

Qiao'er looked utterly dejected, silently praying in her heart: Princess, you'd better take care of yourself!

Murong Ning looked at Jun Lintian with a puzzled expression, "Your Highness, shouldn't you be greeting the guests?"

"I, the Crown Prince, wish to come here. Does anyone dare to stop me?"

As Jun Lintian spoke, he suddenly leaned closer to Murong Ning, his gaze lowered and landing on her lips. In a direction no one could see, a look of longing flashed across his face. Murong Ning's eyes widened in horror. "Hey, Jun Lintian, what's wrong with you? What's going on?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Lintian wiped the flesh off her face with his hand. "Second Princess, don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Murong Ning blushed as she watched him remove the minced meat from her face, instantly understanding why Qiao'er had been giving her such threatening looks earlier, making her lose face in the Western Jin Kingdom!

"Well, I was just too hungry, so I took a chicken leg from the table to eat." As she spoke, she took out the leftover chicken leg from her sleeve and continued to gnaw on it. Since she had already been discovered, there was no need to hide it anymore.

"Your Highness, we're just putting on an act anyway. Since we're all alone, I don't think we need to take it too seriously."

Jun Lintian sat on the stool, poured two glasses of wine, and a wicked smile flashed in his eyes: "What if... it turns out to be real?"

Cough cough cough!

A violent coughing fit rang out: "Water...water..."

Jun Lintian only wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect her to react so strongly. Without thinking, he handed her the wine that had just been poured on the table. Murong Ning downed it in one gulp, her eyes widening in horror.

puff!

He sprayed all the wine in his mouth onto Jun Lintian's face.

"So spicy! So spicy!"

"Mu Rong Ning!"

Jun Lintian squeezed out three words through gritted teeth. Murong Ning was slightly taken aback and swallowed hard.

"I...I didn't mean to! It's all your fault, scaring me like that and giving me such strong liquor. I can't drink, I just couldn't resist..."

Jun Lintian took out a handkerchief and wiped the wine off his face, staring intently at Murong Ning: "So you're saying it's all my fault?"

Murong Ning nodded. "That's right, it's your fault."

Jun Lintian, instead of being angry, laughed. "Very well, Murong Ning!" He turned around, filled a glass of wine, and said with a smile, "Second Princess, since we're going to put on an act, we must do it properly. Does the Second Princess not want to?"

As he spoke, he handed her a wine glass. Murong Ning glared at him. That damned Jun Lintian, he definitely did it on purpose! Absolutely!

Seeing that she hesitated to take the wine cup, Jun Lintian asked again, "Second Princess, are you afraid?"

"Afraid? It's just a cup of wine, I'll drink it!"

Murong Ning took the wine. If looks could kill, Jun Lintian would probably be riddled with holes by now!

"In that case, please."

Murong Ning's angry eyes never left his, but her hands moved in sync with his, clasping hands and downing the drink in one gulp!

Murong Ning forced down the bitter taste of the wine, knowing that since she had already spoken, she couldn't afford to lose face in front of that damned Jun Lintian.

"The Second Princess has a good capacity for alcohol."

"That, that's a must!"

But why does she feel hot all over, her face is hot, and she feels a little dizzy?

No, I absolutely cannot lose my composure in front of Jun Lintian. "Since nothing's wrong, Your Highness, you should hurry back to the banquet. How can the groom not greet the guests?"

Seeing her blushing face, Jun Lintian said, "Let's call it a day!"

"Alright, then I won't disturb the Second Princess any longer." With that, he turned and left. Murong Ning breathed a sigh of relief. Just then, Jun Lintian paused. Murong Ning's heart, which had just settled, jumped again. "If you're hungry, eat what's on the table. I won't mind."

After Jun Lintian left, Murong Ning slumped into a chair, and Qiao'er hurriedly came in.

"Princess, His Highness the Crown Prince... he didn't blame you, did he?"

Murong Ning shook her head. "I've already said, he...he won't mind..."

While they were talking, they continued eating the food on the table. Hearing this, Qiao'er's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was relieved. She was afraid that His Highness the Crown Prince would blame the Second Princess. The princess had left the Western Jin Dynasty and was alone in this deep palace, with no one to take care of her.

At this moment, Qiao'er noticed something was wrong with her. "Princess, you...you've been drinking!"

A loud crack.

Murong Ning slammed her hand on the table. She got angry whenever drinking was mentioned. That damned Jun Lintian dared to look down on her. It was just a cup of wine. What was there to be afraid of? She could drink two cups, three cups, or even a whole pot of wine!

He picked up the wine pot, filled the wine cup, and stared intently at it, as if the wine inside was a symbol of imperial dominance.

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