What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

After ending the awkwardness at the beginning, the guests had already begun to prepare for the evening's tasks.

Lin Qingluo followed the maid to try on clothes. She was the protagonist tonight.

The county prince took the initiative to prepare for the poetry conference this time because he wanted to choose a satisfactory husband for his already grown-up daughter.

At this time, he didn't know that Lin Qingluo and Xiao Han had made a private life-long decision.

If we knew, we would have to intensify our efforts to prepare.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, Xiao Han is just a poor scholar.

Although he has only learned a lot, time waits for no one.

My precious daughter can't wait for the day when he becomes famous. There are too many variables in the future.

"Princess Princess, tonight you are going to sit on the stage with the prince, so you need to wear a more formal outfit. Please try this~"

The maid Qinglian carefully took down a set of gorgeous clothes from the hanger.

"Well, just look at the matching~"

As he spoke softly, Lin Qingluo's mind had already flown to nowhere.

She couldn't wait for the meeting in the evening.

Her task is to comment on all the entries, which is a good thing for the king.

Talents from all major families will come to participate tonight. With so many people, there will always be someone who likes them.

Seeing the corners of Lin Qingluo's mouth raised in front of her, Qinglian began to perform according to the arrangement of the program team.

"Princess, I have a question that I don't know whether to talk about or not. But it's always stuck in my heart, and I feel suffocated."

Qinglian stopped moving her hands and looked at Lin Qingluo.

These words brought Lin Qingluo back. She looked at Qinglian in the mirror and nodded.

"Tell me, did you hear something? Or is there really some secret?"

Lin Qingluo said with a smile.

Qinglian first looked around and saw that no one was eavesdropping, then she lowered her head and started to speak carefully.

"Princess, I heard from the mothers-in-law that this poetry competition has a special purpose. The prince wants to use this to select a husband for you."

Qinglian finished speaking quickly and took a long breath.

It feels good to say it.

"Is this true? They didn't tell you on purpose, right?"

Lin Qingluo was a little dazed, looking at Qinglian and asked in disbelief.

"This is absolutely true. I was passing by the main hall that day and accidentally overheard the conversation between the Duke and others~"

Seeing that Lin Qingluo was a little suspicious, Qinglian eagerly told the truth.

Hearing this, Lin Qingluo was stunned.

It turns out that tonight's poetry conference has such a purpose.

No, she wanted to notify Xiao Han immediately and ask him to attend tonight's poetry conference.

Lin Qingluo stood up immediately.

"Qinglian, put your hands down first, and go to the academy immediately to inform Xiao Han that he must attend tonight's poetry conference. Remember to make it clear in person~"

Pulling Qinglian over, Lin Qingluo ordered in a deep voice.

This is a lifelong event for her.

There is no room for carelessness.

"Don't worry, I promise to explain clearly in person."

Qinglian was aware of the situation between the two of them and responded repeatedly.

Unlike the urgency here, the other guests were taking their time and proceeding as planned.

As the son of a wealthy businessman, Wei Daxun is one of the sponsors of tonight's event, and his seat is reserved in the infield.

All he needs to do now is find Yang Xiaoyue and invite her to participate.

As for the waiter Fan Chengcheng, he was busy serving tea and water to the customers.

Meng Ziyi, who shares his fate, is singing in the hall.

It's this singing voice that is a bit hard to describe.

If it weren't for the restrictions of the program team, all the guests would have run away.

They have made up their mind that they will never come back to this light job of choosing whoever they like tomorrow.

It's almost killing me.

On the street, Bai Jingting and two followers were slowly patrolling.

Tasks have been issued from above, and tonight's event must be ensured to be flawless.

Identify all suspicious persons.

He raised his head and glanced at the booth on the second floor, and saw a pair of eyes staring closely at him.

It's Song Yi.

She was seen holding her chin in her hands and looking downstairs lovingly.

Bai Jingting smiled brightly at the person upstairs. This was his unmarried wife.

Whenever I have time, I will come to the section of road patrolled by Bai Jingting to see him.

It's as sweet as honey.

Waving his hand upstairs, Bai Jingting continued to patrol forward.

A figure ran quickly in front of him. He took a closer look and saw that it was the maid who picked up Lin Qingluo in the morning.

He was running in such a hurry, he didn't know what emergency he encountered.

At the corner stall, Wang Hedi and Bai Lu were sitting with their backs to the street.

"Brother, is the information accurate? Are you sure the secret book is here?"

Bai Lu carefully observed her surroundings and asked in a low voice.

"Well, it is rumored that the secret book was last seen here. The news is correct."

"Junior sister, we will go back to the mountain after we find the secret book."

As he spoke, Wang Hedi looked at Bai Lu affectionately.

"Hmm~"

The two of them clasped their fingers.

Watching the performances of couples in front of the camera, I fed them dog food until they were full.

"I just asked for it. I'm a masochist. This handful of dog food will scare me to death~"

"It's so sweet! I'm finally back to a serious relationship again, I love watching~"

"I just like watching this kind of program with a storyline, and it gives me the feeling of watching a drama."

"Looking forward to Xiao Han killing everyone in the evening, breaking through the siege and embracing Lin Qingluo affectionately. That must be super sad~"

"I just don't know what the expressions of the dignified prince and the heads of the major families will be when the time comes. I look forward to it just thinking about it."

Just when netizens started discussing, Qinglian had already gone straight to the small courtyard in the academy under the guidance of the program team.

At this time, Xiao Han was drinking tea and chatting with several gentlemen.

They discussed the inheritance and development of traditional culture, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became.

The understanding of Xiao Han, a young man, is also constantly being refreshed.

He knows so much.

Just as they were sighing, a student rushed over with a panting Qinglian.

"Senior Brother Xiao Han, someone is looking for you."

As he spoke, he made way for Qinglian behind him.

Seeing Qinglian's anxious and embarrassed look, Xiao Han stepped forward quickly.

Could it be that something happened to Sister Qingluo?

"Qinglian, why are you here? Where is your princess?"

Taking her to the corner of the yard, Xiao Han asked eagerly.

"Hoo, ho, my... princess... asked me to inform you that you must attend... tonight's... poetry conference. This is related to... your life-long event. Please... you must... Going."

After Qinglian finished speaking, she sat down on the ground with a sore body.

The run just now made her miserable.

At this moment, Xiao Han had understood what she meant, and his face was thoughtful.

I originally planned to go to the poetry conference, but now I have another reason to go.

Let him see what changes are waiting for him tonight.

No matter what, nothing can stop him from being with Sister Qingluo, he is fearless.

Although this is just a plot arrangement, that's not okay.