A town more than 20 miles outside Xingyue City was attacked by a group of horse thieves three days ago.
King Ling led an expedition to exterminate the horse thieves. On the second day of the wedding night, he led his troops out of the city early in the morning.
Now, he has finally returned triumphantly.
Most people in the entire palace were happily welcoming the prince's return.
Except for the people in Ziyuan.
At this time, Ziyuan was as quiet as death.
The guard who came to report left.
There was silence in the room for a while.
Finally, a clang broke the silence.
The medicine bowl in the little maid's hand fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.
Long Qian's heart also skipped a beat, and he was almost broken by fright.
The man is back!
That was the only man she was afraid of in her life.
Before, Long Qian would never believe that one day he would be so afraid of someone.
But as soon as she thought of his madness on her that night, she couldn't help but tremble.
All the cells in his body were tense.
Really, scared...
"Princess..." The little maid hurriedly put away the medicine bowl.
Dingdang looked at Long Qian and said cautiously: "Princess, you are going to... go to meet the prince."
"My legs are weak."
It's really my legs that are weak, not a psychological effect.
If someone had told her three days ago that a man could torture a woman in bed until she was unconscious for three days and three nights.
Long Qian wouldn't believe it even to death.
Too exaggerated.
But now, the facts are before us.
How should she face that devil?
"Princess, I have to go see the prince." Dingdang reminded again.
"Princess, if your legs are weak, my servant... my servant will help you go."
The prince is back, and the princess must go there.
If they don't go over and make the prince unhappy, maybe the prince will order them all to be executed!
Dingdang’s thoughts are also everyone’s fear.
People in the room knelt down again: "Princess, I want to go see the prince!"
Long Qian took a deep breath.
I know that as long as I don't die, this problem will always have to be solved.
This person will always have to be faced.
She had no choice but to stretch out her hand towards Dingdang: "My legs are really weak, no kidding, please help me."
In the following time, several maids worked together to dress up Long Qian.
Finally, he helped the half-dead Long Qian out of the door.
When he got out of bed, Long Qian realized that his weak legs were really a trivial matter.
What's even more frightening is that there is still pain deep inside her legs.
It hurts to walk.
Although someone was helping him, Long Qian's walking posture was still very unsightly.
She just limped out from Ziyuan and walked all the way to the gate of the palace.
Butler Qi, leading the palace's servants and guards, was lining up outside the door to welcome the prince back.
When Long Qian arrived, Chu Dongling and the black cavalry led by him happened to arrive in front of the palace.
"Welcome Your Majesty!" The butler knelt down on one knee.
The two groups of people immediately knelt down to greet him.
Long Qian couldn't help but look up.
In front of me, there was a dark group of people.
No, it’s a group of dark war horses!
Not only is the war horse black, but even the saddle and all the equipment on the war horse are black and shiny.
The darkest thing is the man sitting on the leading group of war horses.
Wearing black armor, his black shirt fluttered in the wind.
There was an eerie cold light on that black mask.
When Long Qian raised his head, he just lowered his head and his eyes fell on her.
Meeting those two cold gazes, Long Qian's legs suddenly felt weak...
