"The Seventh Prince didn't spend the night with his concubine last night, so don't worry." The Concubine Ziqi then remembered that the Seventh Prince seemed to have taken a concubine yesterday, but she didn't care. However, he didn't spend the night with his concubine, and he didn't come to his place, so where have he gone?

"It's okay." Ziqi replied lightly. He continued to lie on his chest. His heartbeat was sometimes steady and sometimes fast. When he was talking to himself, and when the stable was sometimes stable, he was so afraid of himself when the two of them closed their eyes quietly. He hugged himself tightly and felt so safe. Ziqi closed his eyes again. When he opened his eyes, he was no longer there. Ziqi went to the bed tent and could vaguely see a group of people standing behind the curtain. "Xiao Shuang?" Ziqi called tentatively.

"Little...Princess, I'm here." Xiao Shuang almost called Miss Cheng. Now Ziqi is already in a state of gold. The Seventh Princess and Eighth Princess of the dynasty have already met the Seventh Prince. She may give birth to the little prince in the near future. She has an extraordinary identity at this time.

"Dress up for me." I know that I can't talk and laugh like Xiaoshuang now. The people standing outside are from the prince's mansion. If you don't want any rumors, you have to calm down.

"Yes" Xiao Shuang lifted the curtain, and when everyone saw Zi Qi's face that was not completely awake, she couldn't help but open her mouth and widen her eyes. Although Zi Qi had seen this many times, she still couldn't help but be amazed. However, this scene was also expected by Xiao Shuang. No one could resist Zi Qi's expression and every move.

"What's wrong?" Everyone didn't move, and their expressions were exaggerated, and Xiaoshuang was no exception.

"Princess, I'm sorry for my sins. I've never seen such a beautiful person before, so I'm so rude." Ziqi got out of bed, walked to them, and squatted down.

"You are praising me, why would I blame you again?" After hearing this, they finally felt at ease. "Look up!" Ziqi ordered, and they quickly raised their heads. "Is it that good-looking?" Ziqi looked at them with big eyes and blinked a few times. Finally, they couldn't help but sit on the ground. "Puchi" Ziqi smiled and charming. She really didn't expect them to have this reaction. Her smile was charming, gentle, and brilliant, and the dimples on the corners of her mouth were deeply trapped in.

"Princess, that servant will comb your hair for you." One of the girls said, looking at Ziqi's soft hair, as if she was touching it.

"Xiaoxiao, your hair combing skills are not good enough, so I'll do it." Another spoke, and everyone was scrambling to comb Ziqi's hair. Finally, Ziqi decided to be the first of Xiaoshuang for each person in the future. Finally, Ziqi was liberated. Since it was a newlywed, it was not enough to wear simple clothes, and it was not enough to dress simply.

Finally, after an agreement with Rong Mama, don’t be too generous. The Confucian skirt is mainly a clothing style with short Confucian or shirt on top and long skirt on top. The hairstyle is close to the clouds and fragrant buns. The headdress is just a few jade hairpins, tied with a red ribbon, leaving a long ribbon. A red gauze dress is added outside. When the wind blows, it will be light and fluttering, just like a fairy descending to earth.

"Where is the Eighth Prince?" There was no figure in the room. In this palace, Xiaoshuang and him were the most familiar. After all, they had to sleep together for a night.
Chapter completed!