Long Qian remained still, even her breathing was hidden as much as possible according to the method Qing'er taught her.
She heard that ancient masters were very sensitive to breath, but she didn't know if she had been discovered.
When it was safe enough, she quietly came out from behind the big tree.
There is a traitor in the base, who is it?
Long Qian walked back all the way, thinking about the voice just now.
She could only be sure that it was someone from their team, but she couldn't figure out which face the voice belonged to.
Who knows, someone actually dared to disturb Prince Ling, otherwise she should have paid close attention to it in the past two days.
"Bang!"
Long Qian held his aching head and looked up with resentment on his face: "Why are you here?"
Feiyun rubbed the chest that was hit, turned around, pushed open the door of the wooden house and walked in.
Long Qian pursed her lips, followed in, and closed the door.
The moment she turned around, her eyes were as bright as diamonds.
"Feiyun, you are so good to me!"
Long Qian strode over and climbed onto the high chair to sit down.
Two high chairs and a large long wooden table are simply symbols of her design studio.
"My stuff." Long Qian touched the large and small instruments on the table and was so excited that he couldn't speak.
He basically brought all the things she left behind in the mausoleum and Prince Jin's Mansion.
Long Qian's eyes fell on the wooden box not far from his feet, and he immediately jumped down from the high chair.
"Gold." She opened a wooden box and went over to open another. "Are these things all together?"
Long Qian took out a disc from it, twisted a box, and returned to the high chair to sit down.
"What time is it now? Be prepared, otherwise you will be late tomorrow and go run laps."
"Are you going to run laps?" Feiyun looked at her messy appearance and frowned.
"When? Tell me!" Long Qian was a little impatient.
Not to mention that it is difficult for her to wake up on time without an alarm clock. Even if she wakes up, she cannot judge the time at once.
If you don't want to be late for urgent tasks, you still have to make a small alarm clock.
"Hai hour five quarters." Feiyun walked over.
If it had been before, he would never have walked into a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night.
But he had long since stopped thinking that the person in front of him was a woman. It was not because he was disrespectful, but because he was used to getting along like this.
"A small round plate, what should I do?"
"Alarm clock, you don't understand." Long Qian kept digging out pieces of wood on the disk.
Feiyun had seen her skillful hands before, so he was a little curious, but didn't ask any more questions.
"Where were you just now?" He took a long step and sat down on another high chair.
Long Qian frowned and looked sideways at him.
Feiyun felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at her and looked away: "What do you mean?"
Long Qian raised the wooden disk in his hand and put it under his eyes, blocking most of Feiyun's face and only looking at his eyes.
"It's not you." She shook her head and looked away, "Go and see if there is anyone peeping outside. When you come back, I will tell you a secret."
Long Qian knew it was safe here without asking. If someone was really peeping, Feiyun should be able to notice it.
Feiyun looked at her for a moment and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"
When she came back, she was obviously a little distracted.
"There are spies in our base. I heard they are going to..."
Before Long Qian finished speaking, exclamations came from outside.
"Oops, someone's dead! Come on, someone's dead!"
She frowned, got off the high chair, and stepped outside.
"I just followed a masked man to Houlin and heard him and the men in black saying that they were going to attack the base tomorrow."
