The eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Palace and the exiled Ninth Prince
Ning Rong: Wait for me to gain fame and be married by a bright matchmaker. I will marry you in a red dress and carry a sedan chair for eight miles. Wait for me.
Ji Qing: There is nothing else to do with white tea and pleasure. I am waiting for the wind and I am waiting for you.
Excerpt
"Qingqing, I finally married you."
"Good wood"
Ning Rong lifted Ji Qing's head and saw that she was wearing a wedding dress, a phoenix crown on her head, jade bones hidden in her ice muscles, and her collar exposed. Willow eyebrows are covered with emerald green, and almond eyes are shining with silver stars. The moon has a pretty appearance and a clear natural personality. The body is like a swallow, a hidden willow, and the sound is like a forest of warblers. The begonias are half-opened in the cage, and then the peonies are opened to make love.
Ji Qing's face turned red and her eyes flashed slightly. Ning Rong reached out and took off Ji Qing's phoenix crown.
"Qingqing, let's have a drink."
Ning Rong looked at Ji Qing, whose face turned redder after drinking some wine, with deep eyes. He swallowed, then closed his eyes, took a breath, and raised his hand to press Ji Qing's lips.
Ji Qing looked at Ning Rong in confusion, her eyes were as clear and bright as water, making people want to bully her.
Ning Rong took a deep breath, raised his head to cover Ji Qing's eyes, and buried his head in Ji Qing's neck, "Sister, don't look at me like this, otherwise I will feel guilty."
Main CP: The gentle and lovely lady Ji Qing vs. The paranoid little wolf dog and the troubled prince Ning Rong
Intention: pamper, pamper, pamper