Chapter 2003 This place is not suitable for long stay
In the new tent, Long Qian was holding a plate in one hand and cakes in the other.
"Master Feiyun, do you want a piece?"
Feiyun rolled his eyes at her and said disgustedly: "Aren't you worried about being poisonous?"
"I used to be forced to help organize medicinal materials every day. How can I smell ordinary poisons?"
Long Qian held the plate in his arms, chirped, and took another bite.
"Yeah, delicious!"
"Qianqian, are you in there?" A man's voice came from outside the camp.
Long Qian blinked and stood up: "General Wen Qian, I'm here."
Wen Qian opened the curtain and strode in.
Maybe he was walking in a hurry, and his face was as red as a ripe apple.
"Are you okay? Did King Xu give you a hard time?"
"It's okay." Long Qian wiped the corner of his mouth and handed over the plate in his hand, "Want a piece?"
"No." Wen Qian shook his head and looked at the guards on the side, "Go and guard outside."
Fortunately she was okay, otherwise he wouldn't know how to explain to Ling Mu.
"Yes." The guard took the order and left.
Wen Qian found a random place to sit down and said, "It's not a good place to stay for a long time."
"I should have arrived a long time ago, but King Xu's people transferred us away. How stupid!"
Long Qian was eating cakes in his mouth and looking at him with twinkling eyes.
All he needed to say was "You just know now?"
Wen Qian knew that he was being disliked, so he coughed slightly and looked away.
"I have ordered people to investigate, and I have also tried to get in touch with Nie Qingwu. You..."
"We have to go." Long Qian put down the plate and shook off the pastry crumbs on his body.
"Look, we have all changed our clothes."
Feiyun thought of the scene where Long Qian was crying and asking people for food, drink and clothes, and felt inexplicably better.
"General Wen Qian, please hurry up and ask someone to bring some medicine in. Lord Feiyun is injured."
Long Qian got closer to Wen Qian, and the more he spoke, the softer his voice became.
After she finished speaking, she patted Wen Qian on the shoulder and waved her hand.
"Okay!" Wen Qian stood up and walked out.
After a while, two scouts, one carrying a medicine box and the other carrying a bucket, walked into the camp.
Soon, they came out of the tent and left.
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In Jinghua Town, two dark-skinned young men were sitting in a teahouse, eating steamed buns.
"Master Feiyun, what kind of potion did you give me?" Long Qian wiped his face with the back of his hand and muttered with black lips.
"Can it be washed off?"
She had already seen that the faces of Uncle Nine Emperors and Master Feiyun were darkened by herself.
Unexpectedly, an ordinary little person like her would need to be dark one day.
"I told you that this is the prince's unique craft. Remember, don't spread it to anyone else." Feiyun glanced at the little man next to him.
She is so good-looking that she stands out when going out.
"Get out of the way!"
Not far away, a team came.
The two people in front were sitting on horses, with their heads held high and their chests held high, looking arrogant and domineering.
There was a group of soldiers at the rear, many of them holding portraits in their hands.
Long Qian and Feiyun came all the way and looked at the portrait twice.
King Xu really refused to give up when he couldn't find them, and he had no intention of sending troops to help King Ling.
Soon, the soldier came to the two men and asked, "Have you seen these two fugitives?"
Long Qian put down the spoon and shook his head.
She is a good, law-abiding citizen, not a fugitive!
Feiyun, who was in disguise, also shook his head.
The soldier had no doubts at all and continued to question other people.
After the team walked away, Long Qian sighed.
"Didn't it mean that King Ling was trapped in Jinghua Mountain and King Xu led his troops to rescue him?"
"Who is King Xu looking for so important that he doesn't even care about King Ling?"
This chapter has been completed!
