Wen Qian never dreamed that the person who came to save him would be a little girl.
No, it should be said that it was a team led by a little girl?
"Princess?" He opened his mouth and looked at Tian Jing with a look of astonishment on his face, "That guy really got married? This one actually survived?"
This? Meaning, there were many "that" before?
No, didn't she already know that? Eight people had died before her.
But why does Wen Qian's tone of voice seem to be very familiar with Chu Dongling?
"Your prince's friend?" Long Qian looked at Tian Jing.
Tian Jing was a little helpless: "Does the friend who comes to the door count?"
Hong Silk immediately added: "Our prince doesn't want to do anything with him!"
He's so weak! He's not good at martial arts, and he doesn't know how to fight. He just recites poems and paints when he has nothing to do, but he still dares to go and fight.
He just went off to fight, but he dared to harm the prince.
What a burden.
Wen Qian suddenly looked aggrieved: "What are you talking about? I am your prince's good friend... Oh, be gentle, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, be gentle!"
Tian Jing carried him on his back, turned around and walked out of the woods.
Long Qian couldn't help but look at Wen Qian a few more times.
It's a bit unexpected that someone like Chu Dongling actually has friends.
How could anyone want to make friends with a person who doesn't even want to say a word? Aren't you afraid of being suffocated to death?
"Oh my god, don't carry him like this, he'll vomit all over you."
The pressure on your stomach will definitely make you feel uncomfortable.
Especially now that Wen Qian is injured.
"No, this guy must have not eaten for several days, and now he can't vomit it out." So, it's not a surprise.
Wen Qian really wanted to roll his eyes at him.
Just say that the monster Chu Dongling is so hateful, even if he is bad, the bunch of subordinates he has taken back are more disgusting than the last!
"Wait, slow down...slow down...oh, I'm really going to vomit."
Tian Jing looked disgusted and immediately threw him back to the ground.
"Let's make a stretcher." Long Qian couldn't stand it anymore. How uncomfortable would it be to carry him back like this?
She walked aside, gestured twice, and then waved to Tian Jing: "Pull out your sword and do me a favor."
... Tian Jing never imagined that his extremely sharp sword would one day be used to chop wood.
However, why does the so-called stretcher of the princess look so comfortable?
Two long wooden sticks with vines wrapped around them... It was actually a very simple thing, but why hadn't they thought of it before?
Wen Qian is now lying on the vines. The vines are elastic and are not afraid of bumps. Unexpectedly, they are so comfortable.
"Little girl, I find you quite interesting. Are you really willing to marry someone like Chu Dongling? Why do I think you two are not worthy at all?"
Wen Qian felt comfortable now. Although he was injured, after the pain subsided, he couldn't stop talking.
"Did Chu Dongling force you? If you are not willing, just tell me, I will go to the emperor to cancel your marriage... By the way, you can follow me, I am definitely more interesting than that piece of wood, do you want to
Give it a try?"
"Do you want to die?" Tian Jing lowered his head, Senhan's eyes locked on his fragile neck.
"I can help you now, do you want to give it a try?"
The neck was broken with a click, and everyone felt at ease.
How dare you encourage their princess to run away from home? Are you tired of living?
Unexpectedly, Long Qian actually bit his finger and thought seriously: "I... must have been forced, right?"
