Long Qian had just drawn out his whip and was about to have a big fight with Yuan Feijing.
This guy doesn't know how to respect people at all. It's not an exaggeration to kill her with one shot.
but……
"What did you say? At stake?"
How is it possible? He is Chu Dongling. Who has the ability to hurt him so seriously?
"Let's go." Although Yuan Feijing was anxious, she didn't dare to touch her again.
When did this girl make such a weird whip? The whip obviously looks normal, even a little cute.
But after Yuan Feijing saw the mechanism Long Qian built overnight, her scalp felt numb when she looked at her things.
Long Qian ignored Yuan Feijing and looked up at Feiyun who was coming over.
After just one glance, she turned around and walked into the wooden house and closed the door.
Soon, she opened the door again and walked out.
"Take me back." Long Qian's words were addressed to Feiyun.
When she wanted to leave, it was Feiyun who sent her away, not Yuan Feijing's turn.
She didn't know if Chu Dongling was really injured. Feiyun said so and Yuan Feijing also said so. She had better go back and take a look to feel at ease.
Why should she feel at ease? She doesn't know and won't think too much about it.
Going back is her current wish, so she must go.
"Don't bring an extra piece of clothing?" Feiyun was not surprised by Long Qian's decision, "I didn't prepare a carriage for you."
"I ride faster than you." Long Qian left.
Feiyun remained silent and turned around to follow.
When he first heard the news that King Ling was injured, he didn't take it seriously.
If King Ling was really injured, would his people let the news spread all over the sky?
However, Yuan Feijing seemed really anxious, and Feiyun had to re-examine the matter.
Could it be that King Ling was really injured?
The base is in the suburbs, and it takes more than an hour to get back to the mausoleum.
When Long Qian returned to the mausoleum, it was already late at night.
When the guard guarding the door saw Long Qian, he immediately stepped forward to greet him and knelt down on one knee.
"See Princess."
"No courtesy." Long Qian got off his horse and strode forward, "Open the door, I want to see Prince Ling."
The guard immediately stood up, turned around and pushed the door open.
"Welcome the princess back to the palace." The two guards bowed at the same time.
They just wanted to express that whether Long Qian said it or not, they had to open this door.
She is the princess, the mistress of the mausoleum.
When the princess comes home, everyone must welcome her.
"Master Feiyun, please!" The guard looked at Feiyun who came in and waved his hands at the same time.
Feiyun said nothing and strode to keep up with the people in front of him.
By sending Princess Ling back, he can retire with success.
But even if you don't come, you are here. At least you want to see the situation of Prince Ling, so as not to go back and be scolded by the prince.
Unexpectedly, not only did Feiyun not see Chu Dongling, but Long Qian was also turned away.
"Who are you? You dare to stop me?" Long Qian pulled out the whip from his waist and said, "Get out of the way!"
Didn't she rush back in the middle of the night just to take a look at the people inside?
Whether it's life or death, at least give her a mental preparation.
"Yun Tianyi, please see the princess." Yuntianyi cupped his hand, "The prince said that he won't see anyone tonight, so please go back first."
"I won't go back until I see Prince Ling." Long Qian waved his hand and put down his whip.
"Princess, please come back!" Yun Tianyi's attitude was cold and hard.
Long Qian knew that she was definitely no match for this man, but she had to go in and take a look, even if it was just for a glance.
She calmed down, rolled up the whip, and put it back to her waist.
Yun Tianyi frowned and held his hand again: "Princess, please come back!"
Long Qian suddenly pulled off the clothes on his shoulders and rushed forward.
"Help! Yuntian is easy to bully. My lord, you have to make the decision for me..."
