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Chapter 1941 I am not Long Qian

"Do you still want to use this thing against me?"

Chu Dongling lowered his head and looked at the golden gun in his hand, his eyes cold.

"I'm not... I'm just protecting myself..." Long Qian felt guilty.

The gun was indeed pointed at him just now, but isn't this human nature?

When you feel danger, just protect yourself immediately and subconsciously.

Chu Dongling narrowed his eyes slightly, still studying the golden gun.

Long Qian immediately said: "If I hadn't been afraid of hurting you just now, you might not have been able to hide when I pointed my gun at your body. Look, your sleeves were all pierced by me!"

From such a short distance, she knew that it would be impossible for normal people to avoid it.

Chu Dongling is indeed abnormal, that speed is unbelievable!

But wasn't the sleeve also hit by a bullet? Now, there is still a hole made by the bullet on the sleeve.

Chu Dongling lowered his head and glanced at his sleeves.

Sure enough, there was a place that was penetrated.

The sleeve fabric is thin and weightless and can only be broken by a sharp weapon.

Even if it is a sharp weapon, if it is not extremely sharp, it will not be able to make a mark.

Not to mention, leaving a hole like it is now.

"What's your name?" he asked, looking back at the golden gun.

"...gun." Long Qian replied softly.

"Okay." Chu Dongling put away the golden gun.

"Your Majesty..." Long Qian felt anxious and said anxiously: "This thing belongs to me. I polished it myself for three days and three nights before I polished it!"

Chu Dongling looked at the dark circles under her eyes.

It looked like he really didn't have enough sleep.

but……

"When did you learn to do this? Who taught you?"

Before marrying her, I naturally investigated the details of the Long family.

A declining official family.

If it weren't for his daughter marrying him, his family would still be in a state of decline.

Just because he married his daughter, Chu Dongling ordered people to arrange errands for Long Qian's father. Now, his family's financial situation is finally a little better.

How could a daughter raised in such a family know so much?

What's more, knowing that Prince Ling's reputation was very bad, the eight unmarried ladies before him would rather commit suicide than marry him.

This shows how terrible it is to marry the King of Ling.

In addition, who in the entire Xingyue Kingdom didn't know that his life was saved in the imperial mausoleum?

A slightly normal person would think that he would survive the catastrophe.

Those who are a little superstitious say that he is half human and half ghost.

Such willingness to marry his daughter to him shows that Long Qian was originally an unpopular child in their Long family.

Where can she go to learn these things that even he has never seen before?

"Who taught you? Huh?" He suddenly leaned over.

Long Qian was so frightened that he immediately stepped back.

But when his long fingers fell and he just lightly clasped her ankles, she was unable to retreat.

His fingers were very cold and had no warmth at all.

You can feel his cold breath through the fabric.

Long Qian didn't dare to take a breath, and Qiqi Ai Ai said: "Yes... I taught myself, I..."

"Do you think this king is someone you can fool at will?"

"I'm not Long Qian, I'm fake!"

She thought about it and immediately felt that this was the most perfect way to say it.

"The real Long Qian is dead. I am a lonely soul from the future. I am not Long Qian. Prince, I am not your wife at all."

So, let her go.

She doesn't want to stay in the palace at all!

"I'm really not Long Qian, I swear! I'm not your princess!"


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