Long Jingkuang walked all the way home, and after walking for a while, he unexpectedly ran into Long Qijin.
It's not surprising to meet Long Qijin here, because it is quite close to Fairy Lake, and Long Qijin has not given up looking for Dongfang Lian these days.
"King King."
Long Qijin saw that Long Jingkuang's footsteps were a little uncomfortable, and his face was a little sick. He walked over and said, "Why is King Jing here? He was led by the wilderness. It's not that King Jing is recuperating in the mansion. These days are not enough."
Going out?"
Ever since Dongfang Lian disappeared, Long Qijin had some bold ideas, so he sent someone to keep an eye on Long Jingkuang.
Apart from sending people to continue searching for Dongfang Lian at Fairy Lake, Long Jingkuang himself did not show up at Fairy Lake. People said that he was ill again and was being well cared for at his residence.
Unable to send someone to sneak into Prince Jing's Mansion to find out what happened, Long Qijin had no choice but to believe those words.
However, he had always had an uneasy thought in his heart. Now that he saw Long Jingkuang here, he was still alone, walking on the country road, which was a bit strange.
"Oh...Uncle Seventh Emperor. Why are you here? Jing'er just happened to be bored to death in the mansion, so she came out for a walk."
"Where is your bodyguard Zhui Feng?" Long Qijin asked.
Didn't Zhui Feng follow Long Jingkuang all the time? Besides, Cheng Zheng, the butler of Prince Jing's Mansion, how could he let Long Jingkuang go out alone?
"Sometimes it's annoying to have servants following you around, so Jing'er just abandons them willfully. But now I'm suffering. I'm so tired. Can the Seventh Emperor send Jing'er home?"
"OK."
On the surface, Long Qijin and Long Jingkuang were not at odds with each other. It was one thing to be jealous and unhappy, but Long Qijin would never show it easily.
Besides, the last time Long Jingkuang followed Dongfang Lian back to Zuo Xiangfu, he was originally a guest, but when he saw him, he left politely. Even Long Qijin couldn't find anything wrong with Long Jingkuang. In addition, his emperor's eldest grandson
With his identity there, let alone sending him back home, even if there were any further requests, how could he not respond?
Got on the carriage.
Long Qijin saw Long Jingkuang holding a bag tightly and was a little curious about what was in the bag, but he couldn't ask directly. Everyone has privacy.
"It's some herbs."
Long Jingkuang saw Long Qijin's eyes fixed on the bag, so he smiled and said, "When I was walking around the mountains just now, I saw some herbs suitable for Jing'er, so I picked them by the way."
"How is Prince Jing's health?"
Long Qijin stared at Long Jingkuang's face. There was something sick, and it seemed to be more serious than the last time he was in the palace. Did Dongfang Lian really not lie to him? Long Jingkuang wouldn't live long.
"Over and over again, sometimes I feel quite strong, but that is an illusion. Jing'er's time is still running out. Even the Great Luo Immortal cannot extend my life."
Long Jingkuang was not completely fake, but a sincere sigh.
Long Qijin also sighed deeply when he heard this.
To be honest, Long Qijin thought that Madman Long Jing was pretty good, and he would not drag him down or put on airs just because he was the emperor's eldest grandson. Moreover, every time he saw him, he would call him Uncle Seventh Emperor and show him some respect in every aspect.
If Long Jingkuang was not the emperor's eldest grandson, or even not so close to Dongfang Lian, Long Qijin thought, his attitude towards him would be different. But, he is the emperor's eldest grandson.
His living would be detrimental to the growth of the power of the Seventh Prince's Palace. He could only hope that Long Jingkuang... should leave this sinful world as soon as possible and go to the bliss of the West. Long Jingkuang walked all the way home, and after walking for a while,
He actually met Long Qijin.
It's not surprising to meet Long Qijin here, because it is quite close to Fairy Lake, and Long Qijin has not given up looking for Dongfang Lian these days.
"King King."
Long Qijin saw that Long Jingkuang's footsteps were a little uncomfortable, and his face was a little sick. He walked over and said, "Why is King Jing here? He was led by the wilderness. It's not that King Jing is recuperating in the mansion. These days are not enough."
Going out?"
Ever since Dongfang Lian disappeared, Long Qijin had some bold ideas, so he sent someone to keep an eye on Long Jingkuang.
Apart from sending people to continue searching for Dongfang Lian at Fairy Lake, Long Jingkuang himself did not show up at Fairy Lake. People said that he was ill again and was being well cared for at his residence.
Unable to send someone to sneak into Prince Jing's Mansion to find out what happened, Long Qijin had no choice but to believe those words.
However, he had always had an uneasy thought in his heart. Now that he saw Long Jingkuang here, he was still alone, walking on the country road, which was a bit strange.
"Oh...Uncle Seventh Emperor. Why are you here? Jing'er just happened to be bored to death in the mansion, so she came out for a walk."
"Where is your bodyguard Zhui Feng?" Long Qijin asked.
Didn't Zhui Feng follow Long Jingkuang all the time? Besides, Cheng Zheng, the butler of Prince Jing's Mansion, how could he let Long Jingkuang go out alone?
"Sometimes it's annoying to have servants following you around, so Jing'er just abandons them willfully. But now I'm suffering. I'm so tired. Can the Seventh Emperor send Jing'er home?"
"OK."
On the surface, Long Qijin and Long Jingkuang were not at odds with each other. It was one thing to be jealous and unhappy, but Long Qijin would never show it easily.
Besides, the last time Long Jingkuang followed Dongfang Lian back to Zuo Xiangfu, he was originally a guest, but when he saw him, he left politely. Even Long Qijin couldn't find anything wrong with Long Jingkuang. In addition, his emperor's eldest grandson
With his identity there, let alone sending him back home, even if there were any further requests, how could he not respond?
Got on the carriage.
Long Qijin saw Long Jingkuang holding a bag tightly and was a little curious about what was in the bag, but he couldn't ask directly. Everyone has privacy.
"It's some herbs."
Long Jingkuang saw Long Qijin's eyes fixed on the bag, so he smiled and said, "When I was walking around the mountains just now, I saw some herbs suitable for Jing'er, so I picked them by the way."
"How is Prince Jing's health?"
Long Qijin stared at Long Jingkuang's face. There was something sick, and it seemed to be more serious than the last time he was in the palace. Did Dongfang Lian really not lie to him? Long Jingkuang wouldn't live long.
"Over and over again, sometimes I feel quite strong, but that is an illusion. Jing'er's time is still running out. Even the Great Luo Immortal cannot extend my life."
Long Jingkuang was not completely fake, but a sincere sigh.
Long Qijin also sighed deeply when he heard this.
To be honest, Long Qijin thought that Madman Long Jing was pretty good, and he would not drag him down or put on airs just because he was the emperor's eldest grandson. Moreover, every time he saw him, he would call him Uncle Seventh Emperor and show him some respect in every aspect.
If Long Jingkuang was not the emperor's eldest grandson, or even not so close to Dongfang Lian, Long Qijin thought, his attitude towards him would be different. But, he is the emperor's eldest grandson.
His living would be detrimental to the growth of the power of the Seventh Prince's Palace. He could only hope that Long Jingkuang... would leave this sinful world as soon as possible and go to the bliss of the West.