Chu Dongling smiled and held Long Qian's hand on the table.
"In this regard, I am willing to be defeated! There are many wives and concubines in the eldest prince's house, and I am the only one Qian'er."
Prince Ling denied the existence of Han Zhixiang with just one sentence. Is this ruthless or does he have other motives?
No one knows except himself.
Long Qian didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two. She thought for a while and finally figured it out.
There is nothing wrong with her mother being a queen. There are so many doctors in the palace, so as long as she is willing to receive treatment, she will definitely get better.
Anyway, I won’t live long, so I just want to be happy in the rest of my life.
Long Qian picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.
The starting point for eating all the delicacies from all over the world is the imperial palace, so a trip in this era is not in vain.
The pastries in the palace are delicious, even better than those in the mausoleum.
"It's really good!" Long Qian licked his lips and took another piece.
She quickly returned to her foodie nature. Even if many people were discussing her, she seemed not to have heard them at all.
Chu Dongling occasionally poured her tea and occasionally talked to her, but basically ignored the others.
In the past, even if Prince Ling attended such a banquet, he would never speak, remain cold, and act as if no strangers were allowed to enter.
Today's performance has exceeded everyone's expectations.
Because of this, it is difficult for everyone to guess the intentions of King Ling.
How could a cold-blooded man like him easily fall in love with someone or even change himself?
The banquet lasted for more than an hour, and Long Qian almost ate for more than an hour.
When others were talking about national affairs, she was eating; when others were tit-for-tat, she was eating; when others were chatting and laughing, she was still eating.
Seeing the queen being amused by Han Zhixiang many times, Yuan Feijing wiped a lot of sweat for Long Qian.
Unexpectedly, this heartless guy actually had enough to eat.
On the way back, Long Qian leaned against his chest and kept rubbing his stomach.
"Do you have any Jianweixiaoshi tablets? It feels a bit uncomfortable!"
Yuan Feijing almost made her angry to death, and she threw her a water bag with an angry look on her face.
"Do you think that because you saved the queen, the queen is really your mother? Han Zhixiang knows how to please her, what on earth are you doing?"
Long Qian picked up the water bag, twisted it open, and took a sip of water: "My mother is my mother, no one can take it away."
Yuan Feijing didn't know that her mother was deliberately alienating her, but she knew it in her heart.
How could the mother she identified as a half-hearted person?
"Don't be too confident!" Yuan Feijing snorted coldly.
Unexpectedly, the carriage suddenly jolted.
As soon as she stood up and took two steps outside, the carriage suddenly stopped.
"There are assassins, protect the princess!" the guard outside shouted.
Yuan Feijing immediately turned around and grabbed the sword.
The carriage stopped suddenly, and Long Qian firmly grasped the beam on the side to avoid falling and chewing the mud.
But she was shaken so hard that she almost vomited.
"How is it?" Yuan Feijing stepped forward and helped her.
Long Qian took a deep breath and waved his hand: "You go and check the situation, I... can do it myself."
At this moment, not only Yuan Feijing, but also Long Qian felt a strong murderous aura.
With a "bang" sound, the sharp sword energy fell from the sky and split the carriage into two.
Yuan Feijing pulled Long Qian and jumped down, dodging the sword energy in time and leaving the broken carriage.
The two of them had just stabilized their steps on the roadside. When they looked up, they saw several men in black approaching with swords.
Yuan Feijing threw Long Qian behind him and shouted: "Let's go!"
