The prince of love, the wealth has come to me

Chi Feng nodded awkwardly and agreed. It must be that the prince and princess were too powerful, not that he couldn't hide the secret.

Ling Yueqing felt sleepy and yawned, "Your Majesty, it's nothing, I will go back to sleep."

Tonight's nightlife was really exciting. It has been a long time since I slept so late. Ling Yueqing suddenly felt so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes.

Mo Yu, who had been emoting for a long time, said something shocking, "It's so late now, it's not good to walk at night, why don't you not go back and sleep here with the prince!"

Xiao Mingchen, Ling Yueqing: "..."

Listen to what you are saying, such fierce words that scared away Ling Yueqing's sleepiness.

She immediately waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, I'm very particular about my bed. I can't sleep on any other bed."

"Your Highness, good night. See you tomorrow." Before he finished speaking, he ran away.

He left in such a hurry that he forgot the whip he was carrying on the table.

Seeing this, Chi Feng said, "Your Majesty, I will pass the whip to the princess now."

"No, it's too late today, don't go over and disturb the princess's rest."

"Then I will deliver it to the princess tomorrow."

Xiao Mingchen shook his head gently, "I will give it to her personally tomorrow, you guys can go down."

"Please leave. How can I trouble you so much..." Before Chi Feng could finish his words, Mo Yu covered his mouth and dragged him out.

How could his brother be so lacking in tact?

I can't tell that the prince just wants to see the princess more often, but he has to be given the opportunity to snatch it away...

On the second day, Xiao Mingchen returned the whip to Ling Yueqing.

Ling Yueqing took this opportunity to ask him to learn Qinggong and internal strength, "Prince, can you lend me your hands to teach me? Someone with strong martial arts skills like Chi Feng or Mo Yu will do. I am not picky..."

Xiao Mingchen: “…”

Isn't this enough? They are already the best in the palace.

"Qingqing seems to have studied martial arts for many years, but how come she hasn't learned the basics?" Xiao Mingchen asked the question he had always had. Internal strength is something that is accumulated slowly by learning martial arts from a young age.

"Alas, Your Majesty, you may not believe me, but people in our place don't know these things... My master only knows some martial arts."

Xiao Mingchen nodded. He had heard Ling Yueqing say before that she had been living in various villages, so it was understandable that the people there didn't know these things.

So Xiao Mingchen smiled slightly, a hint of doting flashed in his eyes, and he nodded readily and agreed, "In that case, I will naturally send the best martial artist in the palace to teach you."

"But Qingqing, you have to be mentally prepared. These things cannot be mastered overnight, and the process may be a bit difficult."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yueqing nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice, "Your Highness, don't worry. If I cry out in pain, I will write the three words Ling Yueqing backwards."

Xiao Mingchen thought of something and smiled, "Oh? But Qingqing is not called this name now."

Ling Yueqing, "...No matter what my name is, I will write it backwards."

"Then Your Majesty, when will you send someone to teach me?" Ling Yueqing couldn't wait any longer. She was excited just thinking about being able to fly.

"Anytime is fine. Whenever Qingqing wants to learn, I will send someone over."

"Then let's start tomorrow." Ling Yueqing thought that she still had one day left, so she could change a few sets of clothes. Her current clothes all had big and wide sleeves, which were not convenient to wear while practicing martial arts.

"Okay, I will send someone over tomorrow morning."

After parting with Xiao Mingchen, Ling Yueqing was so excited that she did not waste a moment and immediately asked Ying'er to call the embroiderer from the palace to come and ask her to alter a few clothes for her to wear when practicing martial arts.

Ling Yueqing drew several design drawings, and the overly baggy parts such as the trouser legs and cuffs were tightened a little.

Soon the embroiderer arrived, "Your servant Wan Niang, greets the princess."

"Get up quickly." Ling Yueqing helped Wan Niang up, handed her the design drawing, and described to her in detail her requirements for modifications to the clothes.

"Mrs. Wan, look at this. If I were to change these two sets of clothes into this, how long would it take?"

After looking at it for a while, Wanniang's eyes lit up. The design of this blueprint was really good. It seemed that a lot of changes had been made and the style was completely different from the original, but it only required moving a few places.

"This was painted by the princess?"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"No, no, the princess's painting is so beautiful." In Wan Niang's eyes when she looked at Ling Yueqing, in addition to respect, there was also a hint of admiration and praise.

The level of her drawing skills is quite impressive in the entire embroidery world, not to mention that the princess is a lady from a wealthy family.

"Princess, this dress can be altered in half a day."

"Okay, then please quickly alter it, Miss Wan. I need to wear it tomorrow morning."

"Princess, I don't deserve the word 'trouble'. This is what I should do." Wan Niang looked very terrified.

Ling Yueqing didn't say anything when she saw this. There's no need to be polite. She was tired of saying these words and it was of no use at all. Just let them be.

In the evening, Wanniang came to Qingyun Palace with two altered clothes.

"Princess, the dress has been altered. Please try it on. If there is anything that doesn't fit, I will alter it.

Ling Yueqing returned to the inner room and put on the altered clothes. The well-tailored clothes fit her body perfectly, leaving enough room for bending and movement.

Not only could he move freely, but he also looked heroic and high-spirited. Ling Yueqing was extremely satisfied. It was just as perfect as she had imagined.

She walked out wearing it, praising Wanniang repeatedly, "Thank you, Wanniang. This dress was altered very well. It fits me very well. I am very satisfied."

"As long as the princess is satisfied, this is what I should do." Wan Niang was very happy to see Ling Yueqing satisfied. She was afraid that it would not please the princess.

Ling Yueqing pointed at the package on the table next to her and said, "Mrs. Wan, I have a few more clothes that I'd like you to alter."

Upon hearing this, Wan Niang quickly agreed, "It is my honor to serve the princess. I wonder what changes the princess would like to make and when she would like them?"

"Just make it the same as these two. I don't want something this wide and big. It's not convenient to practice martial arts in. As for time, there's no rush. Just find time to make it and send it over."

Wan Niang picked up the clothes and took a look at them. "I see. I will definitely make it right as soon as possible and send it to the princess."

"If the princess has no other instructions, I will leave first."

Ling Yueqing waved her hand, "Okay, go and do your thing."

Wan Niang had just taken two steps when she was stopped by Ling Yueqing's anxious voice.

"Wait a moment."

"Princess, is there something wrong with your clothes?" Wanniang looked at her in fear and confusion.