After the words came to an end, the carriage was silent for a moment.

Ji Mengyang's eyes were subtle, and his eyes fell on Su Jin's face with a little scrutiny. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Su Jin sorting out his clothes gracefully, then turned around and lifted the curtain himself.

"Your Highness, Princess." His voice was soft, as if it was full of love.

As soon as these four words were released, Ji Mengyang's face suddenly changed.

The next moment, Chu Ning's figure walked out of the carriage, with a calm figure, a beautiful and indifferent appearance, and his eyes passed by Ji Mengyang's face like ice.

As if a layer of terrifying cold air was shaved across his cheeks, Ji Mengyang's face turned pale a little, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead in an instant.

Chu Ning lowered his eyes and raised his bare hands lightly towards Su Jin.

Su Jin understood and bowed and stretched out his hand, just like a close eunuch in the palace serving the empress dowager.

But at this time his actions did not make people feel humble at all, but instead had a different intimacy.

Chu Ning took Su Jin's hand and walked down from the carriage. Wherever her cold eyes passed, everyone felt that their scalp was about to explode, and their muscles were chilling, as if they were falling into an ice cellar.

The eldest princess' aura is even better than the emperor in the palace. Wherever she goes, it is absolutely freezing thousands of miles away and snow falling.

And after today, the sentence that has been circulated the most is probably going to change the statement.

Ji Mengyang lowered his head and knelt down: "I will meet His Highness, the eldest princess, thousands of years, thousands of years, thousands of years, thousands of years, thousands of years, thousands of years."

The others knelt down and kowtowed as if they were awakened from a dream: "Greetings to His Highness, the Princess, thousands of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years of years

I don’t know whether to express my absolute admiration for the eldest princess or to use my voice to conceal my fear, but the sound of worship that everyone shouted loudly shook the sky.

Almost all those who had entered the mansion were alarmed.

Chu Ning's ice-like gaze swept across the audience, and stood quietly without saying a word.

The sound of worship fell, and the surroundings seemed to be in silence, quiet.

Whether it was the onlookers or the maids and housekeepers standing outside to entertain distinguished guests, they all knelt at the feet of Chu Ning and Su Jin.

This scene and such momentum made everyone feel frightened and uneasy when they bowed their heads.

It was all because of Chu Ning, the woman standing beside him.

His wife.

Su Jin couldn't help but want to laugh a little, and suddenly began to admire his courage in his previous life.

When everyone was afraid of Chu Ning, only he, the prince consort, had the courage to anger her again and again and challenge her bottom line.

Although she was whipped every time she was angry, he really understood that Chen Shijun and An Shijun were right, and only he could have the luck to be whipped by Chu Ning—

After all, if someone else was angry, he would go to see the King of Hell again, so how could he have the second time?

only.

Su Jin couldn't help but shake her head.

Such luck is too bloody, and he thinks it is better to be gentler.

In the dead silence, Chu Ning slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the man who was kneeling in front of him.

The tone was cold, without any emotional ups and downs: "You, raise your head."

The sound fell above his head, and it was impossible for Ji Mengyang to ignore it.

Holding the strong fear in his heart, he slowly looked up, but only dared to look at Chu Ning's skirt: "Long... Princess, I'm just joking with the prince consort..."

Chu Ning's tone was cold: "What's your name?"
Chapter completed!