Jing Qingran just took his words as a joke, and didn't take it to heart, he is a prince, and he is also a prince with great achievements, and because he is a princess he doesn't love, and he takes revenge on the daughter of a prime minister?

The atmosphere was silent, and outside the door, Zi Fang walked in with a dish of washing water, and bowed to the two: "The slave and maid meet the prince and the princess." ”

Now Jing Qingran is no longer her young lady of Zifang, and her title has to be changed.

"No courtesy." Mu Zhengchen raised his hand lightly, this person is Jing Qingran's dowry girl, it seems that the relationship between the master and the servant is not bad, he didn't say much, and said lightly: "Serve the princess well, this king will go out first, don't forget, I will enter the palace to meet the queen mother later." ”

Dropping this sentence, Mu Zhengchen walked away.

Only Jing Qingran and Zifang were left in the room.

"Miss, today is past the day of marriage, you can't wear this big red wedding dress anymore, you ...... "Why don't you change your clothes?"

"Oh, I won't take it off, so I'll just wear it all the time." Jing Qingran said this sentence without any scheming.

This night, her clothes are all dressed well, so, what the hell is the red on the white handkerchief?

"Miss, you can't talk nonsense." Zi Fang's sharp eyes saw the white handkerchief on the happy bed, and there was a bloodstain on the handkerchief, and the clothes on Jing Qingran's body had not moved!

Surprised, fortunately there is no one else here.

"Miss, the blood stains on this white handkerchief, the prince ......," Zi Fang asked.

"It's okay, he knows, the two of us are just acting." Jing Qingran didn't care.

Zi Fang suddenly rejoiced in her heart, fortunately, this prince was facing her young lady, otherwise, she didn't know how her young lady died.

Zi Fang helped Jing Qingran undress, the structure of this big red wedding dress is complicated and cumbersome, after all, Zi Fang is an ancient person, or a maid ring who often serves people, this thing of taking off the wedding dress is not difficult for her, after a while, after taking off the clothes, she found a light dress for her to wear.

Jing Qingran's body is very thin, morbidly slender, and the light dress is worn on her, and there is a weak willow blowing the wind on her face.

"Zifang, are there any other clothes, why do you always feel that the color of this dress is so unflattering to me, I am a healthy and sunny beautiful girl, why did I become so sick in a second?" Jing Qingran looked at the dress on her body left and right, no matter how she looked at it, it was the posture of a sick beauty, and she didn't like the feeling of being regarded as a sick beauty.

The sick beauty is not as good as the ice beauty.

"Miss, your body is not good, what clothes are not the same?" Zi Fang gave her a blank look.

"How do you speak? What does it mean that my body is not good? Even if my body is sick now, but three points of people, seven points of equipment, go and change it for me, it needs to be a darker color, a deeper one can highlight Miss Ben's domineering spirit very well! Jing Qingran knocked on her head, looking domineering and cold.

Helplessly, Zifang looked for clothes from the closet next to him again. It's strange to say, miss, doesn't she usually prefer that kind of light dress? Why do you have to wear a dark dress today?

Don't guess Miss's thoughts, sure enough, I fell and fell into the water, and it was different when I fished it out.

After searching for a long time, Zifang found a fuchsia dress. The clothes in the cabinet are all prepared for the princess, which is in line with the nobility and luxury of the princess, so every piece of clothing in the cabinet is not a stall, on the contrary, it is a good thing that others can't buy if they want to!