When Long Qian put away her clothes and turned around, what caught her eye was a large, golden, crispy-skinned roast chicken.
"Can you eat it?" She squatted down again.
Chu Dongling grabbed the water bag on the side and handed it out.
"Thank you!" Long Qian took the water bag and walked towards the pool.
She washed herself, drank some water, and returned with some fresh water.
Chu Dongling looked at her and she looked at the roast chicken.
Finally, the man wrapped the chicken feet in leaves, pulled off the chicken legs, and handed them out.
"You're welcome!" Long Qian took the big chicken leg and sat down, "Where did Brother Long find such a fat chicken?"
She looked at Chu Dongling, but Chu Dongling tore off a piece of chicken without looking at her.
Long Qian licked his lips, looked back, lowered his head and took a big bite of the chicken leg.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t say it, she is not someone who cares too much about the process.
When the two of them came out of the cave, the sun had climbed to the top of the mountain.
Long Qian held Chu Dongling's big palm and said with a smile: "Brother Long, you bring me up, and I'll take you down, okay?"
Chu Dongling nodded lightly and glanced at her.
Long Qian looked at the foot of the mountain for a while, then led the man to jump down...
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"Ah..." Han Zhixiang was pleasantly surprised from her nightmare and sat up suddenly.
"Miss." The maid who was guarding the bed immediately held her hand.
Han Zhixiang looked at her and took several deep breaths before she realized: "I had a nightmare! I dreamed about Long Qian, she..."
"Quick! Let someone kill her. If she doesn't die, I..."
His heart felt stinging, and Han Zhixiang withdrew his hand and touched the door of his heart.
"Miss, you can't!" The maid was so frightened that she held her hand tightly.
Han Zhixiang's eyes widened, she screamed, her body softened, and she fell back.
"Miss, don't scare me." The maid wanted to help her, but she couldn't.
Not only was the young lady’s face disfigured, she also had numerous stab wounds on her chest, which were crisscrossed and horrifying.
"Ah..." Han Zhixiang sat up again, "Give me a mirror, quickly! Give me a mirror."
Soon, the sound of objects being thrown was heard in the room, one after another.
Han Zhixiang smashed everything she could throw into pieces, her feet gave way and she fell to the ground.
"Take me to see Brother Ling, quickly! Take me to see him." No matter what, she wants Long Qian to die!
When she thought of Long Qian's beautiful face, her heart throbbed again.
This kind of pain was different from the pain on the skin. It came from within and was so painful that she could hardly breathe.
"Quick!" Han Zhixiang wanted to scratch the door of her heart, but she didn't dare to touch it because of the injury on her head.
She doesn’t want a scar! She doesn’t want a scar!
"Prepare a gauze for me, don't let Brother Ling see my current appearance."
The skin on her chest wasn't even the worst, but Long Qian dared to hurt her face. She would definitely cut Long Qian's face to pieces!
The blood energy attacked the heart, and Han Zhixiang vomited blood.
"Miss, are you okay?"
"Miss, let the doctor take a look at it first, okay?"
Several little maids were so frightened that they lost their minds.
Sister Xia Lian was not here, and Young Master Ye Han hadn't come back yet. They didn't even ask for a doctor, but simply cleaned Han Zhixiang's wound.
"No need." Han Zhixiang pushed away someone's hand, "I want to see Brother Ling, and I want to see him now!"
Long Qian not only hurt her, disfigured her, but also poisoned her. If she didn't kill Long Qian today, it would be difficult to understand the hatred in her heart!
Two quarters of an hour later, Han Zhixiang was helped out of the carriage.
She glared at the guards guarding Chu Dongling's courtyard and strode over.
"I want to see Brother Ling, why don't you tell me? I'm injured, and you don't tell my Brother Ling, what's the point of raising you?"
