In the distance, at the foot of the mountain, Yun Tianjing clearly saw the people confronting the bandits and immediately looked away.
"Your Highness, it's Feiyun, the one next to the Ninth Prince..."
Huh? Where is the prince? He left so quickly?
Wasn't the prince very calm just now, looking at the telescope for a long time, but he still didn't send troops?
I don’t know what’s wrong, but he looks good.
Yun Tianjing felt that he suddenly couldn't understand the prince again, but he just caught this little fish that slipped through the net, and the prince seemed to smile just now.
Looking at a few men, the prince laughs?
He scratched the back of his head, waved his hand, and ordered: "Let's go!"
A group of black cavalry galloped on the grass.
Before Long Qian and Feiyun could take action, the bandits were surrounded.
Is it him?
Long Qian didn't know why, but after seeing Chu Dongling, it felt like a stone had sunk in his heart.
"Take them back! Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!" Yun Tianjing ordered.
"Yes." The soldiers responded in unison.
Feiyun's first reaction when he saw Chu Dongling was that his mission was finally completed.
"Prince Ling." He came to Chu Dongling with a relaxed expression and knelt down on one knee.
Long Qian followed Feiyun and also knelt down.
"Feiyun, why are you here?" Yun Tianjing strode over, "Who is behind you?"
Long Qian's lowered eyes moved slightly, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
How could she forget that she was disguised?
Yun Tianjing couldn't recognize her, and someone like Prince Ling who never put people in his eyes must not be able to recognize her either, right?
Long Qian reached out and pulled Feiyun, then pinched his throat and lowered his voice.
"The villain is Master Feiyun's follower, Xiaohu, Tiger's tiger."
Feiyun frowned slightly, not knowing how to answer.
My aunt, Princess Ling, are you trying to make him deceive the emperor?
"Everyone, get up." Chu Dongling held the reins and adjusted the direction of the horse, "Let's talk about it back to camp."
"Yes." Feiyun cupped his hands and stood up.
Long Qian covered her lips and smiled, then stood up.
Great! No one recognized her.
But not long after Long Qian was happy, she stopped laughing.
Does it mean that those who don’t have horses have to walk back to camp?
The wasteland is so big, when will it end?
Help! She has been walking on the mountain road for most of the day and can't walk anymore.
A horse was brought to him, Long Qian raised his head and his eyebrows lit up.
"Master Feiyun, the prince asked me to equip you with a horse and you have to travel all night. Thank you for your hard work!"
Yun Hongsi handed the reins to Feiyun without even looking at Long Qian.
Long Qian watched helplessly as the reins fell into someone else's hands, and his eyes instantly turned red.
Stinky red silk, didn’t you see that she was about to die?
"You go ahead and ride." Feiyun looked back at Long Qian.
Long Qian was so excited that she couldn't smile from ear to ear.
She took the reins and jumped onto the horse.
Finally, came to life.
Back at the camp, Long Qian and Feiyun were in the tent, having a great meal.
After a while, Yun Tianjing's voice came from outside.
"Feiyun, the prince has something to do with you."
"Okay." Feiyun put down his tea cup and stood up, "Don't run around!"
"I know." Long Qian's little hand holding the drumstick waved.
Running around requires her to be strong enough.
Feiyun glanced at her, not believing it, but could only turn around and leave.
After Long Qian had eaten and drank enough, he walked half a circle around the camp and found something good.
"It shouldn't matter, right?"
She bent down and touched the steaming bath water, feeling very happy.
My whole body is sticky and there is nothing more comfortable than taking a bath right now.
We are all brothers, it doesn’t matter if you use it or not!
Long Qian no longer hesitated, took off his clothes and walked into the bathtub...
